There was another nudge and then he was resting his cheek against me, murmuring soft words that I couldn’t hear, ones I knew were just for our little one.
As I lay on our pallet and ran my fingers over his head and around his ears, I knew there was no better happily ever after that I could get than with my big bad wolf.
The End.
PRIMAL (Monsters and Beauties)
By Jenika Snow
www.JenikaSnow.com
Copyright © May 2023 by Jenika Snow
First E-book and Paperback Publication: May 2023
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They didn’t care who got me pregnant… just that one of them did.
The first time I saw the beasts, I’d wandered off and gotten lost.
But I hadn't been alone. Not the entire time.
I’d been found, just not by something that was human.
Bear-beasts. They were myths whispered amongst the villagers and that parents told their children before bed to keep them inside, to make them fearful of what lurked in the dark.
Seven-foot-tall creatures covered in fur, with sharp claws, fangs, and the strength of a hundred men.
But the creature kept me safe and led me out of the woods.
I never saw it again, but I felt it—no, I feltthem—watching me.
Following me.
Stalking me.
They waited for me all these years. Protected and provided for me, even when I hadn’t realized it.
Now, I was on my own, and not one but three primal beasts had come for me.
And what they wanted was simple:
To make me theirs in any way they saw fit.