Chapter TWENTY-ONE-DANTE

My shoulders sagged as I watched my mate turn and walk away from me, our cub tucked safely in her arms.

I knew she had her. Knew she didn’t need anybody to help her with her precious cargo. But fuck, I needed her to look at me. To see me after everything that had happened today.

To know I was on her side. That I was sorry I’d kept my suspicions about Rosie from her.

Goddammit. I fucked up.

I should have told her before that I smelled fur on her baby’s skin. That I was sure Rosie had supernatural blood.

No, I hadn’t known she was a Bear exactly. After all, she wasn’t a Grizzly.

Yes, I had smelled the scent of other, but she could have just as easily had been a Wolf or some other large predator.

God, but she was a beautiful little Black Bear Shifter.

Rosie would be just fine now. The Motley Crewd Ranch was the perfect place to raise a cub and the rest of the guys, and their mates would look out for her, and help her learn to control her animal.