Scottish Werebear: A Second Chance: A BBW Bear Shifter Paranormal Romance (Scottish Werebears Book 6) by Lorelei Moone Page B
Authors: Lorelei Moone
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causing it to travel through her whole body. From her abdomen out, reaching even the tips of her fingers, and the soles of her feet. She could keenly feel every nerve, every inch of her skin, as her body celebrated their union.
They stayed like that for minutes, perhaps hours, Charlie couldn't tell anymore. Their bodies entwined and connected, as one.
Charlie blinked a few times until his face came into focus again. There was nothing to say, nothing more to be done. His eyes seemed to smile at her, and she smiled back.
They had come a long way since that first, awkward kiss ten years ago.
Now she knew they were meant to be. There was no turning back, no chance of changing their minds.
Everything was going to be all right.
James had always been the one for her. The one she loved, even when she thought he didn't love her back. And even though he hadn't said it yet, she knew she'd been wrong.
He'd always loved her too.
Epilogue
"Welcome back," the Home Secretary spoke as she entered the room, flanked by two armed guards.
Charlie took a deep breath and got up to greet her along with the rest of them; James, Henry, and Gail.
"Please, take a seat," the woman said as she sat down behind her large mahogany desk. "We have a lot to discuss."
Charlie opened a fresh page in her notepad and started to write. This was her first big job covering a New Alliance story for Penderton, and she wasn't going to miss a thing.
"Thank you for meeting us again," Henry said.
His forced tone amused Charlie, who had learned in the time she'd known him that pleasantries were not part of his usual vocabulary. This was all Gail, working behind the scenes.
"Firstly, we're working on drawing up some amendments to existing legislation which will include shifters at an equal footing with humans. Any rights and duties enjoyed by the citizens of this country will extend equally to your people." The Home Secretary folded her hands and looked directly at each of her visitors. "Of course, this process will take some time, so I ask for your patience in letting the government follow its usual processes."
"Of course," Henry said. "We are pleased to hear of these positive developments."
Charlie scribbled it all down, along with a note to get her colleague Diane to find out which exact laws were going to be amended, and what the implications would be. Governance and politics were her specialty after all.
"Next, Victor Domnall is still in the wind. Ever since that press conference of yours-" The woman put on some reading glasses and adjusted them until they sat on the tip of her nose. "Scotland Yard has been picking up a lot of chatter, but they don't seem ready to act yet. The winds are changing, and the effects are starting to be felt."
Charlie smiled subtly. She could feel James smiling beside her too, which still amazed her. Ever since their first night together - and of course, every other night since then - she'd been able to sense him so much more clearly. She could almost see him if he was nearby, without looking at him. She could feel his presence and hear his thoughts through walls now.
"As long as they're still out there, they pose a threat," Henry said.
Charlie flinched and started to write again.
Focus!
"Agreed. They've gone unchecked for too long. Sure, you've had your own initiative in place against them, but that's no longer an option."
Henry leaned forward as though he wanted to argue but must have changed his mind at the last moment. He remained quiet for now.
"If your goal is to coexist in human society, it's imperative that you follow human laws. We don't tolerate vigilantism. A crime is a crime, no matter who commits it, or who the victim is." The Home Secretary stared Henry straight in the face now. She wasn't messing around.
Charlie was secretly glad she was only here to observe.
"If our people are in danger, something must be done, though. We must have some recourse," Henry said. His voice, as well as his body language,
They stayed like that for minutes, perhaps hours, Charlie couldn't tell anymore. Their bodies entwined and connected, as one.
Charlie blinked a few times until his face came into focus again. There was nothing to say, nothing more to be done. His eyes seemed to smile at her, and she smiled back.
They had come a long way since that first, awkward kiss ten years ago.
Now she knew they were meant to be. There was no turning back, no chance of changing their minds.
Everything was going to be all right.
James had always been the one for her. The one she loved, even when she thought he didn't love her back. And even though he hadn't said it yet, she knew she'd been wrong.
He'd always loved her too.
Epilogue
"Welcome back," the Home Secretary spoke as she entered the room, flanked by two armed guards.
Charlie took a deep breath and got up to greet her along with the rest of them; James, Henry, and Gail.
"Please, take a seat," the woman said as she sat down behind her large mahogany desk. "We have a lot to discuss."
Charlie opened a fresh page in her notepad and started to write. This was her first big job covering a New Alliance story for Penderton, and she wasn't going to miss a thing.
"Thank you for meeting us again," Henry said.
His forced tone amused Charlie, who had learned in the time she'd known him that pleasantries were not part of his usual vocabulary. This was all Gail, working behind the scenes.
"Firstly, we're working on drawing up some amendments to existing legislation which will include shifters at an equal footing with humans. Any rights and duties enjoyed by the citizens of this country will extend equally to your people." The Home Secretary folded her hands and looked directly at each of her visitors. "Of course, this process will take some time, so I ask for your patience in letting the government follow its usual processes."
"Of course," Henry said. "We are pleased to hear of these positive developments."
Charlie scribbled it all down, along with a note to get her colleague Diane to find out which exact laws were going to be amended, and what the implications would be. Governance and politics were her specialty after all.
"Next, Victor Domnall is still in the wind. Ever since that press conference of yours-" The woman put on some reading glasses and adjusted them until they sat on the tip of her nose. "Scotland Yard has been picking up a lot of chatter, but they don't seem ready to act yet. The winds are changing, and the effects are starting to be felt."
Charlie smiled subtly. She could feel James smiling beside her too, which still amazed her. Ever since their first night together - and of course, every other night since then - she'd been able to sense him so much more clearly. She could almost see him if he was nearby, without looking at him. She could feel his presence and hear his thoughts through walls now.
"As long as they're still out there, they pose a threat," Henry said.
Charlie flinched and started to write again.
Focus!
"Agreed. They've gone unchecked for too long. Sure, you've had your own initiative in place against them, but that's no longer an option."
Henry leaned forward as though he wanted to argue but must have changed his mind at the last moment. He remained quiet for now.
"If your goal is to coexist in human society, it's imperative that you follow human laws. We don't tolerate vigilantism. A crime is a crime, no matter who commits it, or who the victim is." The Home Secretary stared Henry straight in the face now. She wasn't messing around.
Charlie was secretly glad she was only here to observe.
"If our people are in danger, something must be done, though. We must have some recourse," Henry said. His voice, as well as his body language,
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