Mikel McCreary has plans. He wants a lot out of life now that he’s been freed from the chains of his fathers. And he’s willing to work his ass off to make things happen. While working at the valley grocer, he signs up for firefighter training and is one of a handful of applicants who get in…
Preston Bellington is from one of the finest families in Bear Mountain, but he bucks tradition and becomes a civil servant, something his family can’t understand. Preston wants to give back to the community to be a part of the valley’s new direction under their alpha, and when he comes face to face with the male who’s his, he knows he’s been on the right path all along.
Boyd Marsters is a panther shifter and part of the group of soldiers Deacon brought to town. His skill as a mechanic keeps all the military vehicles moving and brings him face to face with the male who’s his. Making some roots in Bear Mountain sounds better and better as the days pass.
Preston and Boyd aren’t a part of Mikel’s plans, and he does everything in his power to make sure both males know that. Problem is, neither of them seem to be good listeners.
And both of them plan on claiming Mikel as their own.
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Mikel frowned, not having expected the answer. Part of him wanted to apologize for not having considered a different point of view, but he was too irritated to feel much regret in that moment. Instead, he shoveled in more food.
“I came here tonight because I want you to let me in… just a little. Can’t you do that?”
“I’ll mate with two bears… not with a cat shifter.”
“Panther,” Boyd corrected. “Florida panther, to be exact.”
“It’s all the same… you’re not a bear. You don’t have a brother bear. We’re not mates.”
“And what if you’re wrong?”
Mikel met Boyd’s stare.
Boyd turned sideways on the bench and faced Mikel. “Isn’t there a chance you could be?”
Mikel didn’t want to be wrong, but the more he considered the possibility, he worried he was wrong.
Boyd leaned in and kissed him. Sparks didn’t just fly… they exploded within Mikel’s body. He felt the back of Boyd’s hand cup his head and the kiss deepened. Every molecule of Mikel’s body was on fire, the heat enough to suffocate him.
“Mikel and his boyfriend, up in a tree…K…I…S…S…I—”
Mikel ripped his lips from Boyd’s and growled at Jed and Jeremy, forcing the boys to stop their sing-song and scatter, both of them laughing as they ran. Heat filled his face as he saw half the crowd eyeing them.
Jumping to his feet, he grabbed his plate. “Don’t follow me.”
Before he could get too far, Barron grabbed his arm and led him toward the table—where Dillon and Colm already stood, looking as confused as he felt. Tyler was there, grinning ear to ear.
“Attention, everyone!” Dmitri called out.
The crowd grew quieter, and some of the folks who’d been standing just outside walked in.
“While we’re here tonight to celebrate our brother Colton and his mate’s return to Bear Mountain for good… which took too damned long.”
“Too damned long,” Jed parroted.
“Jed,” Barron growled, glaring.
“Sorry, Papa,” Jed said lowly.
“As I was saying… there’s another reason for tonight’s celebration. Seems all my hoodlum middle younger brothers are truly going legit and all three have been accepted into the firefighter’s training program!” Tyler finished.
Cheers and clapping filled the barn.
“What’s a hoodlum?” Jed asked in the background.
“We’ll discuss it later,” Barron said to Jed before walking over to the cub and grabbing him in a hug. “Now shush and let your brother talk.”
Jed wrapped his arms around Barron’s leg as Tyler’s two eldest sons squirmed from Colton’s arms and wanted in on the hugs from Barron. Barron scooped up both toddlers as Tyler’s youngest babe snoozed in Colton’s mate Zander’s arms.
Mikel stared at the sight, wondering if he’d ever have the chance to have his own cubs. His chest ached at the thought… and the potential loss he was facing if he accepted what Boyd said. There was no way he could accept it… no way he could live a life without his own family.
Bears needed two mates to conceive. Two bears to be bound to and create offspring.
Penn and Malachi appeared from the opening of the barn, carrying a huge cake that read Congratulations Dillon, Mikel, and Colm. The cheers and applause rang out again.
“We’re all incredibly proud of the three of you,” Tyler said as the cake arrived before them. “We wish you nothing but the best in your training and know you’ll reach your goals.”
Mikel felt a numbness roll over him. All his plans and goals were threatening to crash and burn. He didn’t much feel like celebrating. Both Dillon and Colm were all smiles, ready to dig in and get a piece of cake for themselves. Mikel backed away from the hoopla, and no one seemed to notice. He dumped his half eaten plate in the trash and left the barn.
He started walking… no direction, just walking. He needed to clear his head.