For Shift's Sake: Paranormal shapeshifter alpha werebear soldier BBW romance by Mina Carter Read Free Book Online

checked them out, just to be sure. That kind of gang tended to be all over anything illegal going on. They’d made camp in some woodlands out of town, but appeared more interested in drinking and telling each other tall tales than doing anything illegal. He got bored after an hour and left them to it, moving on to check out other leads on Riley.
    He had to admit, the bastard had a right little empire going on. Everything from drugs to small-scale gunrunning— and it was small-scale. Reese had helped take down international arms dealers in his time, so it was street guns rather than nukes— plus the protection racket. And if the guy didn’t also run girls at the strip joint that seemed to be his base of operations, then Reese would eat his fucking hat.
    So far though, he hadn’t laid eyes on the man himself. Just his lackeys. Clever SOB. He knew to keep his hands whiter-than-white. Reese knew his books and computer systems would be just as clean; the real work was done where law enforcement would never find it.
    Not a problem, it was just the sort of challenge he liked. He’d taken on bigger and meaner than Cole Riley and ground them into dust. That was what he did. Used his abilities and proclivity for violence and destruction to make the world a better place. To help people. At least here, in Banford, he’d be able to see the people he helped instead of being shipped out to the next operation almost before the last shot had been fired.
    Pulling into the parking lot behind the diner, he cast a glance at the dark windows. Closed already. Bobbi must’ve gone home… perhaps already gotten ready for bed. His blood heated at the thought of her all cosy and sleepy in nightwear. Would she wear cotton or silk? Was her preference feminine, or boyish… Either or, he didn’t care. He’d strip the stuff off her, and…
    Movement in the diner caught his eye. Just the tiniest flicker, right in the corner, but he saw it. Contrary to popular belief, bears had excellent vision, including night sight. The short-sighted bear fumbling around for its pot of honey was a myth. Instead, bears were complete bad asses who could see a flea on a dog’s back at six hundred paces and fuck shit up just because they could. So he easily spotted Bobbi crouched against the wall by the door.
    His bear rushed to the fore, all snarly and protective. That was their woman and she was cowering in what looked like fear. She shouldn’t fear anyone. Ever. The bear raged against his control, wanting to find out who’d scared her and rip them to pieces.
    Barely hanging on to control, Reese slid the back wheel of the bike around and skidded to a stop on a spray of dirt and small pebbles. He kicked the stand down, leaving the bike there as he strode for the door.
    “Bobbi?” He pressed his palm against the glass of the door only to find it wouldn’t budge. Locked. “Open the door, sweetheart. It’s just me.”
    Silence was his only reply, and he couldn’t see her properly from this angle, just the edge of her knee and leg in the darkness. The slight movement she gave told him she knew he was there.
    “Bobbi? It’s Reese,” he repeated, just in case she didn’t recognize his voice. Since he was probably the only guy with an English accent within fifty miles though, he was pretty sure she would. “Let me in, darling.”
    Seconds stretched longer to the point he pulled his hand back. As he did, he took a deep breath, reaching for her scent. The door wasn’t well sealed and there was a window open a little ways up and to his right, allowing the smells from within the diner to drift to him. If he smelt her blood…so help him, he’d bust right through this glass to get to her. He’d walk through hell and back if she needed him to, so one small glass door was nothing.
    No blood though, just a shit-ton of fear and pie…smelled like steak and onions. His stomach growled but he ignored it. Opening his mouth to talk to her again, she moved before he