Adam (BBW Bear Shifter Wedding Romance) (Grizzly Groomsmen Book 1) Read Online Free PDF Page A

chased me, but I'm okay," Maya responded. "Where's Adam?"

    "I'm right here," he cut in, and Maya spun around. It felt like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders-she hadn't realized just how worried she'd been about him till that moment. He had a small cut above his eye, and Maya grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the light.

    "What are you doing?" He demanded, sounding as if all the wind had been knocked from him.

    "I did first aid, trust me, I need to treat that." She replied firmly.

    "Really, we've got increased healing time, I'll be fine in a day or so."  

    Maya touched the area around the cut, and he flinched.

    "Yeah, I still want to treat that. Come up to my room." She dragged him by the hand towards the stairs, and left the hustle and bustle of reception behind.

    As Maya led Adam into her room, she could still hear the distant whistle of wind and rain across the island. He sat down on the bed, and she went to the bathroom for clean towels.

    "Guess there's worse places to be trapped in a tropical storm, right?" Adam commented, looking around her quarters. "You guys definitely got a better deal than the groomsmen did."

    "I'm not complaining," Maya shrugged. "Well, apart from the fact that a werewolf just chased me across the beach. Other than that, fine and dandy."

    "Seriously? Are you okay?" Adam leapt to his feet, but Maya placed her hands on his shoulders.

    "I'm fine," She replied soothingly. "You're not, though. Let me deal with that."

    She held the damp towel against his cut, and managed a smile. He gave her one in return, and she felt her heart skip a beat. Standing up quickly, she turned her back on him, there was still some stuff she needed to figure out before she was happy just falling at his feet.

    "What actually happened out there?" She asked, peering out of the window, trying to see if there were any other figures in the distance again.

    "The wolf pack found Lorne and Dean, tried to cause them some problems. We have it under control, but they're faster than us, so they got away. Then I had to go find my clothes." He smirked up at her, and she blushed a little, remembering how she'd dropped them on the beach. Then another query crossed her mind.

    "So…they saw you like that?" Maya furrowed her brow. Adam grinned furtively.

    "Trust me, I don't think it came as too much of a surprise to them."

    "Whatever you say," she shrugged. After a pause, she took a deep breath, then continued.  

    "On the beach, when you were…shifted. I've never seen that before."

    "Seen what?"  

    "Someone so in control of it. You know? I didn't think you were going to hurt me or anything. It was…new."

    "Trust me, you never have to worry when you're around me," he reassured her, dabbing at his cut with the towel some more.  

    "But…I thought I always would. With you being a shifter, and everything. I guess I just wanted to say that I think I might have been…wrong?"

    "You don't say?" Adam raised his eyebrows sarcastically, and she swatted at him playfully.

    "Look, you don't know how long I've been told that I should be scared of people…things…like you. And now that I'm not, I don't really know what to do with that feeling." Maya tried to explain. "I saw today…I saw you, and I saw that wolf, and I could see the difference. You were still in control, and I didn't feel scared or threatened or…anything."

    "I never want you to feel like that around me. I never want anyone to feel like that around me." He stated emphatically. He looked up to meet her gaze, and Maya sat down on the ledge of the windowsill. She needed space between them, needed time to think.

    "I can't just let go of everything I've been raised with. My mother…" Maya waved her hand in the air agitatedly. "If she found out that I was even talking to you, she'd probably never forgive me."

    "I don't go about announcing it to everyone I meet," Adam replied flippantly. "I mean, most people I know, they've got no idea. They don't