Page 25 of Hot Girls Date Shifters

Mine.

She doesn't run. But she's shaking so hard I think her knees might give out.

“Whoa. Okay.”

Her voice trembles.

“Um, good Bear?”

My Beast absolutely loses his mind.

Good Bear.

That's it.

We're keeping her.

You are so beautiful.

I wish I could tell her that. Instead, I stand there, sniffing and sighing like a giant lovesick puppy.

Then, miraculously, she lowers her guard. Her wide eyes take me in.

“You are such a big boy,” she murmurs.

Honey, you have no idea.

“Such a good boy.”

Fuck. Me.

I should leave. Now. But my Bear digs his claws into the ground.

She cocks her head to the side, reaches out with tiny, soft hands.

And I lose my fucking mind.

Instinct takes over.

Before my human brain can stop him, my Bear sniffs her palm. Then he opens his mouth.

And bites.

Not to hurt.

But she yelps.

Because this bite breaks skin.

It’s just hard enough to leave our mark.

The moment my teeth graze the soft skin of her hand the matebond snaps into place. Power surges through me. And with that power?

Awareness.

Heat.

Longing.