heart ached for Jenny, his body yearned for her, those animal instincts brought to the surface now. This meeting with Mother Hart would answer all of their questions, or leave them so many more.
There could be no doubt in his mind that she was his true mate. So why would the old woman tell him his mate would walk with him, run with him. Unless Jenny was destined to be something else. And if that were true, would it damage her to know she would not be the same as her parents, as all of her ancestors before. Would she blame him?
Chapter Five
Jenny
She couldn't take her eyes off him. The way he moved, ambling through the forest as if he owned it. In his human form, Beck had always seemed so self assured, to the point of being arrogant. Now, with his thick black fur, which cried out to be stroked and touched, she understood him.
This was the first time he had allowed her to see him like this. The sight made her heart race, and if Paris had not been with them, she would have stopped him right now, and demanded he carried out his earlier promise of making her enjoy sex in the forest with him.
Perhaps it was a good job Paris was here. Her thoughts were still too muddled to give into her desires just yet. She only hoped the old woman in the forest might be able to help her sort out her confused feelings.
"How much further do you think it is?" Paris asked.
"I have no idea. I only hope Beck knows where he's headed, and that he sticks around to take us back out of here. There are no paths or trails. I would never have come looking for anyone living in the forest here."
"Good job your bear is with us then. And somehow I don’t think he’s likely to abandon us, well not you anyway."
"He's not my bear." Although her body wanted him to be hers, all hers in every way. The pull of being with him became stronger every step they took across the damp forest floor.
"No?" Paris placed an arm on Jenny's wrist, halting her for a moment. "I don't know what went on between you two. Wes said the past was in the past, or at least it wasn’t up to him to tell me what happened. At first, I badgered him to tell me, but he kept it to himself. Now I see why. There is something between you, and you know it. Don't throw everything away because of what happened before. If he is your true mate, embrace it. Be happy."
"I'm trying Paris, really. But my feelings for him are like a compass that finds polar opposites depending on the weather. I swing from wanting to have him right here right now, to never wanting to see him again. He hurt me. I don't know why he singled me out to be so horrible to. But I am struggling to simply say it is in the past. I feel I'm letting him off too lightly."
"Have you asked him? About his reasons?"
"No. It hurts too much to think about, if I dredge it all up, I know I won't be able to move past it. It took me a year to feel relaxed about going to school. It wasn't until Beck left that I finally settled down, gossip moved on. Now he’s back, and I can't trust my feelings for him, I can't trust myself to make rational decisions when I know this all is to do with fate."
"Fate is a strange thing. Just promise me you'll keep an open mind. Is this what you want to ask the old lady about?"
"No...I don't know. I came for you. I don't know if I want to know my future. What if I don't like it and there's no escape?"
"That is one big hunk of bear flesh," Paris said. "Make sure you are trying to escape for the right reasons if that's what you choose."
"A bear. How the hell did that happen?"
"Tell me about it. But between the sheets, I don't know if there is any creature who knows how to please a woman more."
"Paris!"
"Just saying. Not that I'd know, because he was my first, and only lover. But satisfaction comes in many disguises." Paris grinned, and walked past Jenny to catch up with Beck.
Jenny followed, her body humming with the thought of being pleasured by her bear between the sheets.
When the two women finally