Page 34 of Big Top Bear Raid

Pivoting on his paws, Zion bounded after his sleuth-mates, tracking them by scent.

Time to go hunting.

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AFEW HOURS LATER,the moon hung high overhead as Zion padded in bear form toward the back deck where Wraith sat, swinging in a hanging rocker, waiting for him.While he climbed the steps and shifted, his mate rose and crossed to him.As soon as Zion could stand, he pulled Wraith into his arms, reveling in the way his wolf clutched him right back.

Catching Wraith’s lips with his own, Zion plundered his mate’s mouth, relishing his slightly spicy flavor mixed with his own unique taste.

Breaking the kiss, Zion licked his lips.

Wraith chuckled, holding him close.“Welcome home, my bear.”

“Thank you, my wolf.”Zion grinned.“You taste really good.”

With a wink, Wraith told him, “That’s the crawfish.They were delicious.”He slowly lowered his arms from where they’d found a place around Zion’s neck.“Come on.I saved you a potful.”

“Yum.”Zion followed Wraith into their home, relaxing in contentment.

No one would ever hurt his mate or his family again.