For someone whose entire livelihood and survival in the past had rested on carefully made plans and executing them perfectly, this was certainly not something he could have anticipated. His mate was here with him, riding on his motorcycle, driving toward his house in the mountains. At least, that’s what his bear had called her when he’d first laid eyes on her several months ago. Zeus hated going into town, preferring the solitude of the mountains where his bear could roam free and he could enjoy the quiet of the forest. After so many years of fighting and war, he was happy to have a place of his own where he could spend his days in peace. But every now and then, the urge to go somewhere where other humans gathered hit him. Which was exactly where he’d found Carly. From the instant he saw her, he knew. His bear called out to him, telling him she was the one for him. And for bear shifters, when you knew, you just knew.
