Lost and alone, I couldn’t have found myself in a worse position. I never should have ventured out into this impossible blizzard to find the old man, now both of us are going to die out here.
But not from the cold–not me anyway. Not with three hungry bears closing in on me as my consciousness faded.
It was a miracle that I survived. As I came back to my senses I found myself surrounded by the warmth of a fire and three even hotter werebear brothers.
They had saved me from the cold, but not only by the kindness of their hearts. They needed a compatible mate and I was the only one they had seen in years. Judging by the look in their eyes, I can already tell that I'm about to be taken hard and without protection.