Beck (BBW Bear Shifter Moonshiner Romance) (120 Proof Honey Book 4) by Becca Fanning Page B
Authors: Becca Fanning
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are. Thousands probably. And honestly, Kora. I’d be worried for your safety. If you exposed us all, they might come after you.”
“Oh, I see.” She crossed her arms and cocked her head at him. “So, now you’re going to try to scare me into silence? Why don’t you just go ahead and threaten me yourself? What will you do if I tell? Will you hunt me down and maul me? Make it look like just a bear attack?”
He shook his head. “I wouldn’t do that. I wouldn’t even threaten you, let alone harm you. Look, Kora, you’re going to do what you want. I get that. But know that this goes far beyond me and you or even my friends. There’s a whole world that would be affected by this. Just think about it.”
“You’re unbelievable. You think you can just lie to me, then make veiled threats and then make it seem like I’m the bad guy? I’m not the one who changes into a bear, Amir!”
He looked around quickly to make sure no one was nearby. “Keep your voice down. I know that, Kora. Like I said, I don’t want you to be hurt, but you should understand what you’re getting into. I would feel awful if I hadn’t at least warned you. If you’re going public, fine. I understand that fame is that important to you.” He shook his head and dropped his eyes. “It’s just a shame. I didn’t think you were like that, but I guess I was wrong. I really liked our coffee date the other day. I was even going to ask you out again. But now I see who you really are. Do whatever you need to do. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
He turned and walked away, leaving her standing there in the woods, alone.Kora took Amir’s words to heart that day as she considered what to do. She was pissed he’d lied to her. And that she hadn’t realized it. She should have known better. There should have been some sign or something. Great investigator she was. She walked into a den of shifters and hadn’t even noticed.
But more than that, she considered what he’d said about the others. Not that they’d come after her. That didn’t concern her much. If she went public, she’d hire a bodyguard and she’d made sure to publicize any threat. That usually worked. If she was as much in the media as she planned to be, it wouldn’t be an issue. No one would want to touch her, and they’d be more afraid of getting caught than she’d be of getting killed. And honestly, there were worse things than going down in history as a famous reporter who was then killed for releasing her story. Not that she’d get to enjoy it, but her fame would be cemented.
No, she did worry about what would happen. Would it really change the world so much? She thought it might. There was a TV show like that once, where vampires were made public and people knew about them. It caused chaos and fear and problem after problem. The vampires were controlled and uncontrollable. In the end, no one won, and they would have been better off staying hidden. Was this the same type of thing?
Would exposing the shifters create some sort of mass hysteria? Would people launch an attack on them? Or try to gather them and register them? Try to control them? She didn’t want to be responsible for the repressing of an entire people group. That was the opposite of what people like her, who believed in the truth and the freedom to express that truth, wanted to get out of life. They wanted to make the world freer and better, not to create more opportunities for control and prejudice.
This was not a decision she could make easily. She got in her car and drove. She found the highway and kept driving. For hours, she got lost in her thoughts and the road. She drove until she didn’t know where she was. She drove until her gas ran out and her bladder was full. Then she pulled into a gas station.
As she pumped her gas, she noticed a man pumping beside her. Thick hair stuck out the top of his tank top and the hair on his arms was dark. Amir was kind of like that. A bit hairy,
“Oh, I see.” She crossed her arms and cocked her head at him. “So, now you’re going to try to scare me into silence? Why don’t you just go ahead and threaten me yourself? What will you do if I tell? Will you hunt me down and maul me? Make it look like just a bear attack?”
He shook his head. “I wouldn’t do that. I wouldn’t even threaten you, let alone harm you. Look, Kora, you’re going to do what you want. I get that. But know that this goes far beyond me and you or even my friends. There’s a whole world that would be affected by this. Just think about it.”
“You’re unbelievable. You think you can just lie to me, then make veiled threats and then make it seem like I’m the bad guy? I’m not the one who changes into a bear, Amir!”
He looked around quickly to make sure no one was nearby. “Keep your voice down. I know that, Kora. Like I said, I don’t want you to be hurt, but you should understand what you’re getting into. I would feel awful if I hadn’t at least warned you. If you’re going public, fine. I understand that fame is that important to you.” He shook his head and dropped his eyes. “It’s just a shame. I didn’t think you were like that, but I guess I was wrong. I really liked our coffee date the other day. I was even going to ask you out again. But now I see who you really are. Do whatever you need to do. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
He turned and walked away, leaving her standing there in the woods, alone.Kora took Amir’s words to heart that day as she considered what to do. She was pissed he’d lied to her. And that she hadn’t realized it. She should have known better. There should have been some sign or something. Great investigator she was. She walked into a den of shifters and hadn’t even noticed.
But more than that, she considered what he’d said about the others. Not that they’d come after her. That didn’t concern her much. If she went public, she’d hire a bodyguard and she’d made sure to publicize any threat. That usually worked. If she was as much in the media as she planned to be, it wouldn’t be an issue. No one would want to touch her, and they’d be more afraid of getting caught than she’d be of getting killed. And honestly, there were worse things than going down in history as a famous reporter who was then killed for releasing her story. Not that she’d get to enjoy it, but her fame would be cemented.
No, she did worry about what would happen. Would it really change the world so much? She thought it might. There was a TV show like that once, where vampires were made public and people knew about them. It caused chaos and fear and problem after problem. The vampires were controlled and uncontrollable. In the end, no one won, and they would have been better off staying hidden. Was this the same type of thing?
Would exposing the shifters create some sort of mass hysteria? Would people launch an attack on them? Or try to gather them and register them? Try to control them? She didn’t want to be responsible for the repressing of an entire people group. That was the opposite of what people like her, who believed in the truth and the freedom to express that truth, wanted to get out of life. They wanted to make the world freer and better, not to create more opportunities for control and prejudice.
This was not a decision she could make easily. She got in her car and drove. She found the highway and kept driving. For hours, she got lost in her thoughts and the road. She drove until she didn’t know where she was. She drove until her gas ran out and her bladder was full. Then she pulled into a gas station.
As she pumped her gas, she noticed a man pumping beside her. Thick hair stuck out the top of his tank top and the hair on his arms was dark. Amir was kind of like that. A bit hairy,
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