The Princess and Her Werebear

the small cottage and Eliana’s ankle is only

questions softly as t

ating from his body. She swallows an

e leans back. “Allow me to carry your b

able to handle it. Your shoul

now,” he sighs bef

ves toward Beatrice, h

m so used to Jasper calling me that,” Bea

When do you suppose we

on. Not even anoth

rig

crouches as a rumble ec

ises his nose to the air. “I smell hor

, her ankle shrieking in protest. The next step she takes p

ng her stomach to jump into her chest, her heart bursting. Jasper’s breath brushes her ear. As he speaks, hi

unts, helping he

him away, her fingertips bu

y approach and the shouts of m

roup. Eliana hides her gasp as she recognizes the violet hue of their armor. There are ten men, soldiers, in fron

is fiancé? Are the werebears that attacked the cottage following his orders as well? He could ha

, points at Eliana with his sword, “Is ours. Th

a. “Well you can tell that bastard that he holds no

iana’s back from t

s once more. “I do not want any o

s into her palms. Jasper gently gra

not hand

hispers to her as his eyes rema

It will be the

e soldier’s sword,

yells before lungi

ot have a weapon. Both Conrad and Beatrice are halfway through the transfor

ning another Climont soldier through with it. He spins the blade around and

with crimson and the violet

ed, turning his sword around in hi

s meet in the middle for a moment before Jasper pushes off and pivots his

she is unable to sense the enemy men rushing at he

ian

shift, his hands beginning to form. Two soldiers jump at Jasper as his body becomes covered in fur. He tears into the first man, his teeth now those of his bea

werebear glances back at her, a smirk tugging on his lips, before he tumbles, falling to his knees. “Stop,” her entire

daggers on the ground. Her hand lands a little too far up, a portion of her finger slicing into the blade. Her mind a blur of panic, she screa

na’s hands and wrists. He hemorrhages, his grip on his

unable to see that Conrad and Beatrice, both now in bear form, force the few soldiers

oling underneath him. Dry heaves take over her body, her lungs closin

my fault.” Her words are distorted through her closed off throat, and Eliana whines. She rocks back and fort

move, his co

ers, “I a

p and devolves into a s