Living in a rickety old cabin in the woods she bought to renovate, beautiful ex-ballerina Kat knew this was the life she was meant for. If only she had a map when she got lost during a leisurely walk. The wolf stalking her isn’t helping matters either.
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“Fuck you,” spat my little brother.
By little, I mean youngest of the pack because he was built like a fucking boulder. We all were. I was the oldest and tallest, biggest cock, too, but my brothers would go to their graves before ever admitting it. We’ve lived in the woods our entire lives and for years searched for mates, but to no avail. After last season, our frustration reached fever pitch. Here we were, mate-less thirty-something-year-old bear shifters. The only thing that gets me through the shit show that’s winter is the thought that I’ll find her. The one. My one. She’s all I think about, and even though I’ve never even met her, I love her. I have dreamed of her, though. I’ve never told my brothers because the jokes would never end. But I have. She has dark auburn hair and milky white skin I can almost taste. And don’t get me started on her tits. Jesus fucking Christ. Just thinking about them bouncing while I fuck her makes me hard. I could practically feel my bear trying to claw itself out. When I find her, I’m gonna bury my cock deep inside her tight little pussy and fill her with my seed. There’s something else. In my last dream, she was kneeling over a cracked mirror. She looked so fucking sad as she tried to put the pieces back together—it broke my heart. I woke up the next morning and decided I’d make her the biggest and prettiest fucking mirror I could. I took all the panels I could buy in the nearest town and mounted them along the wall in my room. I’ve been carving the wooden border by hand for months.
