Scottish Werebear: A Second Chance: A BBW Bear Shifter Paranormal Romance (Scottish Werebears Book 6) by Lorelei Moone Read Free Book Online Page B

she'll be up for it? She'd have to go public about her involvement with Jamie," James said.
    Henry shrugged. "Only one way to find out."
    "Why just her? How about the whole family? Jamie and especially his brother Matthew have quite a story to tell." Gail suggested from across the room.
    James didn't know them too well, so he had no way of predicting if they'd be up for this. But the Brown child abduction case was well known in their circles. If they could somehow get Alison on record to speak about why she switched sides, and Matthew to share his experiences being kidnapped as a child and growing up in a strange environment without his brother and his parents... Perhaps they could even involve the parents as well!
    That would make for an amazing story; one few people could simply brush away.
    The truth was, there was heartache and loss on both sides, but the Sons had forced the shifter world to protect themselves by any means necessary. This was another reason why coming out into the open had been the only way forward. They had to stop the endless cycle of violence and hate somehow.
    "That could work," James finally said. "We do need a way to legitimize our story, though. If we simply post it on our website, the Sons will brush it away as propaganda and lies."
    "We need to do it through the mainstream media," Henry agreed.
    "Meanwhile, what do we do about Blacke?" James asked, remembering the original problem that had brought them to London in the first place.
    What followed were many more hours of intense discussion and brainstorming which left James exhausted. He - like most bears - wasn't used to this much talk.
    They'd made progress, though. By the end of it, they had a list of talking points for the morning as well as a plan for making shifters seem more sympathetic. If it came down to it, they could even blame all the violence on Blacke. The conflict between the Sons and the Alliance had escalated under his watch after all.
    It was one in the morning when James finally retired to the cramped room he shared with one of the London guys. Although exhausted, sleep didn't find him yet. Instead, he got out his phone and the piece of paper Charlie had given him. Her phone number.
    He wanted to call her, or at least send her a message. It was too late, though. He'd only disturb her.
    So instead he just stared at her handwriting. It had hardly changed in all those years.
    When he closed her eyes, he could still catch her scent.
    The man in the bed across the room started to snore, but James was still up. He had meant what he said to her. If she gave him the chance, he would do anything to fix things between them.
    His whole reason for leaving her no longer existed. The secret was out.
    Their chance meeting had been a sign. He was sure of it.

Chapter Eight
    Ever since checking into her hotel, Charlie had felt restless. She had settled down on the bed and switched on the TV but couldn't focus on any of it.
    What was she doing here?
    Sure, she'd found James and spoken with him. She'd even managed to glean some insights into the current events and the reasons behind the New Alliance reveal. Perhaps that would be enough to pacify Penderton and guarantee she kept her job once she got back to the office. He'd let her out of the office to follow a lead, but she'd been gone an entire day already. By now, he'd be furious.
    But she couldn't in good conscience report back on it behind James' back, could she?
    Why not, actually? Why did she still have this sense of loyalty towards him when he had simply abandoned her a decade ago?
    Just thinking about it made her sick. No matter how stupid and weak it made her feel, she couldn't betray him. The next time she saw him, she had to come clean.
    Finally, after staring at the ceiling for an hour or so, her lids became heavy. She drifted off into a restless slumber. And even now, the memories of her lunch with James didn't leave her alone. She kept seeing him in her mind's eye. The way he looked