Grayslake: More than Mated: PAWS & Surrender (Kindle Worlds Novella) (Bear Allegiance Series Book 1) by Josie Walker
Authors: Josie Walker
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crouched in the corner who was covered in a rainbow tapestry of bruises, all in various stages of healing. Henry came crashing through the window just as the man darted past with Michelle.
His inner bear panicked when he heard the sound of tires squealing out of the parking lot and all too soon the smell of burning rubber followed, assaulting his nose with it’s acrid stench.
Henry launched himself at one of the tigers and was dealt a vicious cut across one arm. Grace ran screaming through the open doorway the first moment she saw an opportunity. She didn’t slow down until she was a good ways down the highway. All she knew was that in a fight between bears and tigers she didn’t want to stick around long enough to find out who won. She was certain to lose anyway you looked at it.
Now that Henry was there to help him, Parker was finally able to shift his focus from defensive measures to prepping his own offense. He knew the tiger was faster, and certainly more agile. The tiger lunged at him again, swiping wildly with his bared claws. Parker roared in outrage as the claws tore into his back, but instead of retreating he seized the tiger by the neck, and calling forth his bear once again he brought his paws together with all the available force in his massively powerful body. He crushed the tiger’s skull bones together and then jerked violently upwards, not letting go until he heard the eerie pop of the tiger’s vertebrae detaching from the spinal column. He dropped the lifeless body to the ground and shook off the tiger’s claws where they were still digging into his back.
“Go get your mate,” Henry ordered through a muzzle of wickedly elongated teeth. “I got this one.” He tossed Parker his keys and went back to taunting the other shifter.
“Eeny Meeny Miney Moe,” Henry chanted as he backed the shifter into a corner. “Catch a tiger by the TOE!” The last thing Parker heard before he pulled out of the lot was the tiger snarling in agony as Henry brought his bear paw down hard and shattered every bone in the tiger’s smaller foot.
He rolled down the windows and chuffed loudly as he pulled deep draughts of air into his lungs and tried to scent the air. He smelled the strong odor of gasoline which didn’t make any sense because they were nowhere near a filling station. The smell was so strong that it overrode any other smells that might have led him towards Michelle.
Focusing on his sight instead of his smell, he followed the trail of burned rubber and ignored the violent shaking of the vehicle beneath him as he pushed the car faster than it had ever been intended to be driven. He could buy Henry a new vehicle, but there would be no replacing Michelle.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
H e found them five miles down the highway and he couldn’t help but laugh at his second’s ingenuity. Suddenly the smell of gasoline made sense, and he understood what had taken Henry so long to join the fight. Henry had been busy siphoning gas out of everyone’s vehicles but his own. He owed his friend big time, but thanking him would have to wait until later. First he had a tiger to kill.
Parker pulled over to the side of the road, parking behind the tiger’s vehicle. He shifted back into his full bear form. His animal was hands down the superior tracker. He heard them almost as soon as he caught their scent in the woods.
“I said move, bitch!” the tiger snarled, dealing Michelle a savage blow that sent her head reeling back and brought instant tears to her eyes.
Parker took a running leap and roared so loudly that the sound went ricocheting for miles across the empty forest. He knocked the tiger to the ground and they went rolling tooth and claw down the hill.
Michelle’s first instinct upon finding herself suddenly free was to run, but she’d hadn’t made it more than five steps before she stopped dead in her tracks. She’d stared down death tonight head on and in doing so she’d reached some important
His inner bear panicked when he heard the sound of tires squealing out of the parking lot and all too soon the smell of burning rubber followed, assaulting his nose with it’s acrid stench.
Henry launched himself at one of the tigers and was dealt a vicious cut across one arm. Grace ran screaming through the open doorway the first moment she saw an opportunity. She didn’t slow down until she was a good ways down the highway. All she knew was that in a fight between bears and tigers she didn’t want to stick around long enough to find out who won. She was certain to lose anyway you looked at it.
Now that Henry was there to help him, Parker was finally able to shift his focus from defensive measures to prepping his own offense. He knew the tiger was faster, and certainly more agile. The tiger lunged at him again, swiping wildly with his bared claws. Parker roared in outrage as the claws tore into his back, but instead of retreating he seized the tiger by the neck, and calling forth his bear once again he brought his paws together with all the available force in his massively powerful body. He crushed the tiger’s skull bones together and then jerked violently upwards, not letting go until he heard the eerie pop of the tiger’s vertebrae detaching from the spinal column. He dropped the lifeless body to the ground and shook off the tiger’s claws where they were still digging into his back.
“Go get your mate,” Henry ordered through a muzzle of wickedly elongated teeth. “I got this one.” He tossed Parker his keys and went back to taunting the other shifter.
“Eeny Meeny Miney Moe,” Henry chanted as he backed the shifter into a corner. “Catch a tiger by the TOE!” The last thing Parker heard before he pulled out of the lot was the tiger snarling in agony as Henry brought his bear paw down hard and shattered every bone in the tiger’s smaller foot.
He rolled down the windows and chuffed loudly as he pulled deep draughts of air into his lungs and tried to scent the air. He smelled the strong odor of gasoline which didn’t make any sense because they were nowhere near a filling station. The smell was so strong that it overrode any other smells that might have led him towards Michelle.
Focusing on his sight instead of his smell, he followed the trail of burned rubber and ignored the violent shaking of the vehicle beneath him as he pushed the car faster than it had ever been intended to be driven. He could buy Henry a new vehicle, but there would be no replacing Michelle.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
H e found them five miles down the highway and he couldn’t help but laugh at his second’s ingenuity. Suddenly the smell of gasoline made sense, and he understood what had taken Henry so long to join the fight. Henry had been busy siphoning gas out of everyone’s vehicles but his own. He owed his friend big time, but thanking him would have to wait until later. First he had a tiger to kill.
Parker pulled over to the side of the road, parking behind the tiger’s vehicle. He shifted back into his full bear form. His animal was hands down the superior tracker. He heard them almost as soon as he caught their scent in the woods.
“I said move, bitch!” the tiger snarled, dealing Michelle a savage blow that sent her head reeling back and brought instant tears to her eyes.
Parker took a running leap and roared so loudly that the sound went ricocheting for miles across the empty forest. He knocked the tiger to the ground and they went rolling tooth and claw down the hill.
Michelle’s first instinct upon finding herself suddenly free was to run, but she’d hadn’t made it more than five steps before she stopped dead in her tracks. She’d stared down death tonight head on and in doing so she’d reached some important
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