Timberman Werebear (Saw Bears Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
A cloud of smoke plumed from the kitchen as the cook there worked furiously on the lunch rush orders, and trios of hungry patrons talked over green Formica tabletops scattered willy-nilly around the restaurant. When he didn’t see Tagan anywhere, Brighton picked a table right in the middle so his alpha couldn’t bawl him out. Tagan was much better than the last leader of the Ashe Crew. Jed would’ve lost his composure right here in the middle of a bunch of humans if he was mad enough. Tagan wouldn’t do that though. He was wary around humans and didn’t like to draw attention to private shifter affairs. He should probably man up and just take the verbal lickin’ in the corner booth, but he still didn’t have control over his animal, and he couldn’t let Tagan see how bad off he was. No need for the Crew to worry about him. It wasn’t like they could do anything to fix him, anyway. No one could. The bell dinged over the front door, and Brighton stopped shredding the napkin in front of him.
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