Bear Naked For Christmas (Bear Oak Novella)
with determination. I saw the stranger approach. Simon was waving at him to help him. And then I saw it. The hunting rifle in the stranger’s hands.
    Oh god, no.
    “Stop!” I screamed. “Don’t shoot! Noah, stop!”
    But Noah continued to lumber forward, hot steamy air escaping from his muzzle, determined to get his paws on Simon.
    “Noah!”
    I dug deep, kicked my shoes off and tried to summon the extra energy I would need to catch up to him. The snow turned the soles of my feet to ice, but I barely registered the cold… I couldn’t lose Noah. Not like this.
    Simon made it to the stranger holding the rifle and pointed desperately at the huge black bear that was coming towards them, desperately trying to the make the man fire upon Noah.
    The man looked amused, and a broad smirk crossed his face an instant before he swung the gun around and planted the butt of it in Simon’s face, knocking him out cold.
    What the hell was going on? I’d been convinced the stranger was about to kill Noah and do what Simon had asked, but then the absolute unexpected occurred.
    Noah continued to leave a trail of blood behind him, and he’d slowed to a brisk walk, still making his way to the man with the rifle. But before he reached the stranger and Simon, lying cold on the ground, his body convulsed again as he returned to his human form.
    “What the hell is going on!?” I screamed at the both of them as a naked Noah embraced the fully clothed man in a jovial hug.
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    T he man holding the rifle barked a laugh.
    “This isn’t fucking funny! Noah?” I demanded.
    He turned, unashamed in his nakedness, and I had to consciously look away from his magnificent form. But not before I saw him in all his glory. Jesus Christ! My mouth turned to ash as I witnessed the biggest cock I’d ever seen. Concentrate, Katie!
    “Everything is OK,” Noah said.
    “Everything is not fucking OK. You’re shot—Jesus, you’re bleeding. And you turned into a bear! I thought I’d hallucinated it the first time, but fuck me… AND YOU’RE FUCKING NAKED!”
    “She’s got a bit of a mouth of her, that one,” the clothed man replied with a smile.
    “You’re not helping,” Noah said quietly.
    Noah placed a hand over his enormous junk, though it did little to hide it, and cautiously stepped forward.
    “Katie, you’re in shock. But everything will be OK now. The man behind me is Jake. He’s the guy I was telling you about. The one who’s purchased the mountain.”
    Jake raised a hand in greeting. Jesus, he was huge, too… his hand was almost the same size as a—
    “Does he turn into a bear, too?” I asked angrily, though I wasn’t too sure why I was so angry. Perhaps it was the thought of losing Noah, combined with the adrenaline that no longer had an outlet and was still surging around my body; it had to go somewhere, and shouting at that moment felt like the best thing I could do.
    Noah and Jake exchanged uneasy glances. “I’ll explain everything later, I promise. But let’s get you back home. Your feet must be freezing,” he said as he nodded down to my bare feet.
    “What about him?” I replied and pointed to my unconscious ex-fiancé.
    “Don’t worry, I’ll deal with him,” Jake said. And I couldn’t help but believe him. “You need patching up, too, Noah… those bullets won’t come out by themselves.”
    “Well, I have a perfectly good doctor here who can sort me out. Don’t I?” Noah said with a wink.
    “Fine,” I muttered, “but you better starting giving me answers…”

Seven
    W e made it back to Noah’s cabin, and luckily he’d managed to make it inside without my parents seeing his predicament. I ducked into our cabin, reassured my parents that everything was OK and that I would explain everything later. I grabbed my doctor’s travel kit to patch up Noah’s wounds.
    By the time I made the short journey back to his cabin, I started shaking. Adrenaline was slowly seeping away, and my brain was trying to come

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