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the night, already knowing that he’d be soon returning to patrol her home. He didn’t trust the Clearponds as far as he could throw them, and it was just like Ryan to prey on a city girl without the heed to keep a shotgun by the door. Ethan wasn’t going to let anything happen to Jen. Not as long as he was still breathing, anyway.
    No wolf was going to get between him and his mate.

Seven

Ethan
    E than was back early the next morning, and countless mornings after that one as well. Though the work he had to do on Jen’s house wasn’t backbreaking by any stretch of the imagination, there was plenty of it. He could have invited his brothers to help out, all of them being nearly as handy with a hammer and a bucket of nails as he was, but the bear in him made it very clear that it was in no mood to share.
    No, he wanted to keep Jen all to himself.
    He was more than happy to ignore his Alpha duties to the clan for a little bit, if it meant being able to spend more time together with his soon to be mate. And that was exactly who she was. His bear was convinced she was the one that was meant for him and him alone, and Ethan was no fool. He knew there was no point in arguing with the grizzly within on matters this important. Besides, the redheaded minx was exactly what he was looking for in a woman – attitude, body and spirit. He was sold and falling hard, and he didn’t mind the process one bit.
    It wasn’t hard making himself useful around the house, seeing as he was building the damn thing. Whenever she needed a tall drink of water to fetch her something from the top shelf, Ethan was right there, leaning over her and getting just a tiny bit too close. When she needed something carried in or out of the house, there he was again, usually in a mild state of undress due to the hot weather.
    And maybe a little because she obviously enjoyed the view. Hell, Ethan was a gentleman after all – he wouldn’t keep a lady from staring if she wanted to.
    All in all, the time spent at Jen’s house went by like a breeze. He enjoyed the work and, more than that, he liked her company. The conversations they had during his lunch breaks had gotten progressively more intimate until both of them had started sharing things with each other they’d otherwise only tell their closest friends. In Ethan’s case, it meant that he’d told her about some things that only his brothers knew – being a werebear in rural Wyoming didn’t really make for having a lot of friends, after all.
    Still, he was wary of telling her about the biggest secret of all – his bear.
    Shifters were a bit of a common secret those days. People knew they existed but sort of wished they could forget about it. Shifters were stronger, fitter, often cleverer and just damn better at a lot of things than humans were. It made people jealous as much as it made them uncomfortable, and the shifter communities of the world tried their best to keep kosher with everyone. If they didn’t step on anyone else’s toes, no one would stomp on theirs. It was a delicate balance, but one that Ethan had always respected.
    Every night, the bear would prowl around the perimeter of Jen’s house, keeping guard of her sleep. Ethan wanted to be sure that the wolves wouldn’t lay a paw on her and, as far as he could figure, the best and only way to achieve that was by keeping close to her. Not that he could have left if he wanted to – whenever he went too far from Jen, his bear immediately objected.
    He was sure that with plenty of willpower, he could get over that feeling, but he wasn’t necessarily looking for an excuse to do so. On a few nights, he had smelled the wretched mongrels scouting around just out of reach, hiding in the shadows and snickering like the mangy mutts they were. They did well not to provoke him too much. Ethan wasn’t sure if he’d be in a forgiving mood if any of the wolves tried to test his patience, of which there was little.
    So, it was no surprise to Ethan