Romance: Stranded With The Alpha Bear: BBW Paranormal Shapeshifter Romance (Werebear, BBW, Bear Shifter Romance) (Sweet Shifters Book 1) Read Online Free PDF

teenager.”
    “I’m sorry to hear that.”
    He shrugged, his collared shirt starting to become translucent from the water. “I’d probably leave too. She couldn’t handle the war with the werewolves. Plus, when my…” he paused. “It doesn’t matter. Where do you live?”
    “I live on 5th and Hazel.”
    “Oh, okay. That’s not too far from here.”
    “Yep.”
    He chuckled, “I’m sorry I’m not much of a conversationalist.”
    “It’s okay,” I replied, giving him a slight smile and attempting not to admire his muscles through his shirt (or at least not so much that he’d notice.) “Usually pretty people are meant to be seen, not heard.”
    He laughed, his smile lighting up his normally sullen face. “Well, you’re very pretty, and I love to hear you talk. You sure know how to put a guy in his place.”
    “I try,” I replied, feeling the blush reappear. “Are you saying I’m pretty?”
    “Well, the wolves wouldn’t have been after you if you weren’t pretty.”
    That sounds like a cop-out. “I thought they were after my virginity.”
    He shrugged. Our conversation hit another standstill. Every so often, our hands would just barely touch. We’d both chuckle awkwardly, but say nothing. Part of me wanted to grasp his hand at one of these points, say I was scared and needed his human touch, but it’s not worth it. His cold, reserved act makes me feel bad for my faint attraction toward him.
    We walked up to my empty house, it looking the same as usual. I guess it didn’t miss me.
    “Are your parents home?” he asked. “They may want to meet me.”
    “No,” I responded. “Do you want to just wait outside?”
    “I’ll come in with you.”
    “Okay. It’s kind of messy.”
    We walked in together. I felt instantly self-conscious with him seeing the state in which I live, but I just moved quickly to gather some things. He stayed in the living room, looking over the family pictures over the fireplace.
    “Is this your brother?” he asked as I finished by grabbing some books out of my small bookshelf.
    “Yeah.”
    “Does he live here too?”
    “No.”
    “Is he still in town?”
    I sighed, “I’m ready to go. Let’s not talk about my family right now.”
    He narrowed his eyes, but didn’t say anything. We walked outside together, the rain now letting up and barely dripping.
    “Maybe we should drive back,” I said. “I feel like it’s starting to get dark.”
    “I think we’ll be fine,” he answered. “The werewolves aren’t powerful enough to attack when I’m around.”
    “Veronica?” a male voice came from the end of the driveway.
    I closed my eyes, hoping I’m actually asleep and dreaming. I pinched myself, but the pain proved hoping is always worthless. I opened my eyes to see Stevie at the end of the driveway.
    Great. “Hey Stevie. How’s it going?”
    “I’m all right. How is your ankle?”
    Oh crap. “I can stand on it, but not for long. I was testing it out.”
    “Right. It’s okay if you want to skip out on work for a while. It doesn’t really matter.” He walked forward and held out his hand for a shake. “Hello, I’m Stevie.”
    “Christian,” Christian bristled. I sensed some jealousy coming from him, though Stevie didn’t match the sentiment. He did seem worried and weird though - more than usual anyway.
    “Nice to meet you. Um… can I talk to you for a second, Veronica?”
    “Sure. What’s up?”
    “Well uh…” he moved forward to pull me aside and whispered, “I was thinking about Beth. I think... I don’t think she ran away with someone. I think someone took her.”
    “Stevie, I don’t think it’s worth…”
    “I think my dad should’ve reported her missing, you know? Your dad would’ve reported you missing if that happened.”
    “Maybe,” I sighed. He looked lost, so I awkwardly patted his back. “Stevie, maybe it’s better to assume she ran off with someone and is okay, rather than thinking she got taken and