Winston (BBW Bear Shifter Wedding Romance) (Grizzly Groomsmen Book 3) Read Online Free PDF Page A

Win turned over his shoulder, and held his hand out to Rosie.

    "I think I've got some explaining to do, as well," he commented, and Rosie took a few steps towards him. "If you'll allow me?"

    "If you keep your promise," she shot back, and he grinned.

    "Of course."  

    Win strode up the stairs, and Rosie had to take long strides to keep up with him.

    "Feeling better, I see?" She commented, marveling at how the wounds had vanished from his neck and his back.

    "Yeah, I am. But that means those wolves will too." He pointed out.  

    "Do you think they'll come back?"

    "For sure. They've got us rattled, and even if we managed to chase them off once, we're stuck on this island for now." He grimaced, pulling his keys from his pocket and unlocking the door. "After you."

    Rosie brushed by him into the room, and their sudden proximity sent a shiver up her spine. Seeing him in his bear form- it was so different, so powerful, compared to the quiet, gentle man she'd met that morning.  

    He sat down on his bed, and ran his fingers through his hair.

    "So, what do you want to know?" He spread his hands out, and offered her a smile.

    "Um…" Rosie mind suddenly went blank. She had been so full of questions back when she'd first seen him, but she couldn't think of one now that she was confronted with the opportunity to have them answered. She remembered what he'd said as they'd been leaving- we all are. That needed some explaining, to start with.

    "What did you mean when you said "we all are?"" She asked, standing awkwardly next to the door, not wanting to sit next to him on the bed for fear of sending the wrong message.  

    "The groomsmen. We're all…bear shifters. I know that sounds ridiculous, but it's the truth."

    Rosie's eyebrows shot under her fringe.

    "Does Dina know?"

    "Not that we know of, but she's smart. It wouldn't surprise me if she's figured it out." He glanced out the window as the wind picked up, shaking the glass and whipping the rain hard against the hotel.  

    Rosie remembered what Dina had said as she'd been trying to leave- they have this under control. Yeah, Dina probably knew. It didn't seem like the sort of thing that would pass her by.

    "When did you…when did all this start for you?" She began, not sure what the right way to phrase her question was. It was difficult; she didn't want to come off as insensitive, but then, she had so many questions, and no better time to get them answered.

    "Puberty," he shrugged. "It's when it happens for most of us."

    "Does it just turn up, or…?"

    "My uncle had it, so it probably runs in the family." The calmness with which he was answering her questions was putting her at ease, and she found herself drifting closer to him, perching on the edge of the bed.  

    "How does it affect your life? Or, I mean, does it?"

    "Of course it does," he grinned, a tinge of sadness to his smile. "Not many people know about it- it tends to scare them, especially because, you know, I'm a giant fucking bear sometimes and people assume that I'm going to be out of control and hurt them."

    "Have you ever? Hurt anyone, that is?" She moved a little closer to him. This was the question she wanted answered- she found herself drawn to him, and the last thing she needed after getting that badly hurt in a relationship was to get actually, physically hurt in her next one.

    He shook his head.

    "It's hard to explain, but I am in control when I'm like that. I'm not fully me, but I can recognize the stuff that I should and shouldn't do. What you saw- I never use shifting like that except when my life's in danger."

    "You say it like it's happened before," she breathed, looking at him intently. He glanced away, as if she'd hit a sore spot.

    "Once. I was out with my ex- my fiancée- and some guys started on us at a bar. They followed us out to the car, and one of them pulled a knife, so…" he shrugged. "I didn't hurt anything of them, but I scared them away pretty good. And terrified the