Big Bear Blunder: BBW Werebear Shapeshifter Suspense Romance (Sweetwater Brides) Read Online Free PDF Page B

coffee, feeling like she needed something to do with her hands lest they curl into fists.
    “Is it because you’re bears and they’re wolves?” Sara asked, leaning forward. Her curiosity was definitely piqued. What else didn’t she know about?
    “Mostly it’s because they’re assholes,” Everett growled.
    “They settled here after us and have been trying to buy up land, get us to draw back. They attacked my brother Ethan’s wife when she first moved here and ambushed my other brother, Evan, at his home. Among other things…” Everett said, the memories coloring his face with rage.
    His hands were fists on the table – seemed she wasn’t the only one in need of a cup to concentrate on.
    Sara reached out, grabbing his hands in hers. Everett relaxed a bit, searching her eyes.
    “Sorry, they really piss me off,” he said with a strained smile.
    The waitress arrived with two steaming cups, and Sara pulled her hands back. As the woman left, giving them an inquisitive look, Everett continued.
    “Both my brothers have found their mates. The only ones they could ever love. That means they, and by correlation the whole Grimpaw clan, are more powerful than ever. Finding their soul mate makes a bear stronger, faster, smarter. Hell, they even heal quicker.”
    “This is a huge threat to the Clearponds. They are already struggling. The farming equipment you delivered is their last ditch effort to stay relevant,” Everett explained, wrapping his huge hands around the coffee mug in front of him.
    This was definitely a whole new world for Sara. She took a sip of the brew, trying to focus her thoughts.
    “And you think I might be your… mate?” she asked, trying to wrap her head around everything Everett had just said.
    Everett surprised her by getting up from his seat and making his way to her side of the table. He squeezed in next to her, his large frame pressed against her side. He ran his hands down her shoulders, making goosebumps spread over Sara’s body. Her skin felt alive, surging with power where he touched her. It made her shiver.
    “You feel it too, the spark,” Everett said, practically devouring her with his gaze. Sara’s reaction was unmistakable, undeniable. She wanted him, that much was true. But… soul mates?
    That’s some fairytale level of silliness, she thought, a clump forming in the back of her throat.
    She wanted to argue, opening her mouth to protest… but all that came out was a breathy whisper.
    “Yes,” Sara said. “I’ve never felt like this and something tells me I never will again with anyone else,” she continued, her mind suddenly clear. She could feel with every part of her being that what Everett was telling her was true.
    Even if it was entirely ridiculous.
    “Exactly. That’s why I think you might be the one,” Everett said intensely.
    “You remember seeing one of Keith’s friends at the pub yesterday? I could sense someone lurking about after I walked you to the motel. It must’ve been him. After seeing us kiss, I bet he ran straight to the pack. They freaked, they couldn’t take the chance of me finding my mate as well. So they sent a nice little concerned married couple to convince you of what a bastard I am,” Everett recounted, continuing to unravel the Clearponds’ plan.
    “And it worked,” Sara said softly.
    How easy it had been to make her waver, to make her distrust her intuition.
    “You couldn’t have possibly known. It all sounds a bit insane, and I’m the one saying it!” Everett exclaimed, leaning back into the seat.
    “I feel sick. What a nasty little scheme,” Sara groaned, disgusted.
    Everett’s body was still pressed against hers. He was warm and comforting, but the close contact was sending another type of heat through her body. Sara looked at Everett. His jaw was clenched, teeth gritted. She reached out, placing her hand on his face and stroking his stubbly cheek. Everett closed his eyes, the gesture instantly relaxing his features.