"I work hard every day of my life
I work till I ache in my bones
At the end (at the end of the day)
I take home my hard earned pay all on my own
I get down on my knees
And I start to pray
Till the tears run down from my eyes
Lord somebody, ooh somebody
can anybody find me somebody to love?"
I sang along with Freddie Mercury as I drove down the winding path. My beta, Charles, sang beside me while playing the drums on the dashboard. I made a sharp turn going around a bend, when my back tire popped. The car swerved and threw us off the side of the rode, over a steep hill.
I cried out in pain as the car door caved in and smashed into my leg as we hit a hard rock in the ground. Beside me, Charles, was screaming as he jostled around in the seats as we kept going. The car crashed into a tree, bending it, before it continued its descent.
I screamed as the glass from the windows came flying and embedded themselves into my skin. The car made one finally crash into a tree, splitting it, leaving us upside down. A piece of metal found its way into my thigh, making me cry out. I looked over at Charles and found him unconscious with a piece of metal in his arm and glass shards covering him.
I unbuckled my seatbelt with shaky hands and fell down to the roof of the car. I groan as I crawl out before attempting to rise. I use a tree to get to my feet, but my legs give out and I fall back down to the forest floor. I grip the large piece of metal in my thigh, preparing myself to take it out.
The sound of growls stops me, making m look up through blurry eyes to find the car surrounded by wolves, not just wolves, werewolves. I am in another pack's territory. The road was in neutral land, but the car must have fallen into this packs territory. I was trespassing, and that was not a good thing.
I was pulled out of my thoughts when an amazing smell hits my nose. I take another sniff, my nose filling with the scent of strawberries. I look up, following the smell and see the wolves part for a massive gray wolf as it comes through. Its crystal blue eyes lock with mine, and I know instantly what she is to me.
Mate!
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Bear Shifters (Book 2)
WerewolfTommy never thought he would find his mate, but when he does, she isn't what he was expecting. Her reputation isn't good or well liked amongst other packs, even his own. How will the two deal with her past and the problems it brings up for the two?
