Big Bear Problems: BBW Werebear Shapeshifter Romance by Anya Nowlan, Rory Dale Read Free Book Online

out, the thing that stung the worst was the fact that she hadn’t even really been surprised.
    It all sort of made sense. Of course Chad was a douche. Of course her best friend had been sucking his dick like it was going out of town. And of course she hadn’t noticed it for months on end. It just seemed so poetically cliché to her that Jen could barely even think about the whole thing without descending into some sort of mild depression that made her feel like she’d been thrown into a meat grinder.
    But with Ethan, all of that disappeared.
    Time had been flying by with Ethan working on the construction and Jen helping out where she could, doing the occasional easier tasks. It was unfamiliar territory to her – as an executive assistant she never really had much experience with doing anything physical. Like renovating a house, for example. But now she relished the physical activity and working on something that was her own.
    Watching Ethan work was no small boon either. The burly man’s movements were calm and powerful. He lifted stacks of planks like they were twigs and moved heavy furniture like they were mere matchboxes. She had to constantly remind herself to shut her mouth so she wouldn’t openly drool when she watched him do his thing.
    Everything he said and did came off as sensible and logical to her. It all made sense and she caught herself agreeing with him on most things, only deepening that feeling of mutual connection she’d gotten the first day they’d spent together.
    What she didn’t see as sensible and logical were her feelings. She was falling for the plaid-clad, hard-working man, head over heels. And mere days after meeting him, too. Even more unexpectedly, she could feel it being mutual, their lunches going on for longer and longer and their conversations getting deeper. He didn’t even hide the way he stared at her sometimes, not anymore.
    She’d started cooking for them and Ethan would devour a portion that could feed three grown men every time. Jen didn’t mind one bit. She liked to cook, liked to eat and if anything, she always tended to cook a bit too much. That, however, turned into an advantage when it came to Ethan – his appetite was not easy to satisfy. Although Ethan was not a man of many words, their conversations always left her fulfilled but curious for more. It was a welcome change from the big city men who talked far too much even when they had nothing to say. And they never had a god damn thing to say.
    Though she felt his attraction toward her, Jen couldn’t help but wonder why he wasn’t doing anything about it. Maybe Wyoming men were just too damn gentlemanly for their own good? When topics veered onto the intimate, she often felt him pulling back. It was almost as if he wanted to continue the subject but forced himself to stop.
    He doesn’t seem to be toying around or just flirting for the sake of it. So what’s his deal? she found herself wondering for the umpteenth time. I wish he’d just make a move already so I wouldn’t feel like a lovesick puppy.
    Jen had just gone to Sweetwater for groceries and was driving back to her house along a road that was becoming more and more familiar with each trip. Something at the roadside caught her attention.
    Oh it had not better be that again, she thought to herself, a slight chill of fear moving down her spine.
    A big brown wolf was sitting by the road, just staring at her. Third time that week! Jen discounted the first two encounters as pure chance. After all, she was surrounded by forests and wilderness and wild animals weren’t something surprising around those parts. But it was the same wolf, she was sure of it. And it wasn’t just seeing a wolf – it was how he stared at her, as if glaring right through her.
    She’d occasionally had the same feeling in her home when Ethan wasn’t around, but had just attributed it to being alone in a big house in the forest. Jen slowed the car down as she approached the wolf, and