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Bear Mountain Bride: Shifter Romance by Sky Winters (52)

CHAPTER SIX

Who To Trust

 

Little by little, Jolene began to feel better about the whole situation. It became clear to her that the house she was in belonged to the Weir twins. It was a two-bedroom, two-story house, larger than Jolene’s cottage by the water, but still quite quaint. It was, after all, still in Burlington.

The two men did their best to take care of her, offering continual glasses of water and frequently asking if she was hungry. Luke seemed quite concerned about her, to an aggressive degree. He was always glaring at Zebe when he didn’t get the chance to do something for her. Zebe, on the other hand, was always the first to offer something.

Luke must have been the alpha; Zebe the beta. If werewolves followed that sort of hierarchy like regular wolves and dogs did. Jolene was unsure whether or not she should or even if she was allowed to choose one of them.

“Where do we go from here?” she asked them while they sat around after dinner, their stomachs satisfied with the take-out Chinese that Anjelica would have frowned upon but the brothers clearly loved. “I mean, I know that I am going to have babies. Sooner than I should be having them—which, can I say totally sucks? I don’t want to have fifty symptoms at once.”

Zebe hung his head. “Sorry,” he said. “Werewolves have shorter gestation periods.”

“Which is another reason you should have told me you were werewolves… And that there are two of you!”

Jolene looked at Zebe and Luke indignantly. She would never dream of leaving them, of course. What would she do without them? She had a feeling that shorter gestation was not the only abnormality in a werewolf pregnancy. Still, she had every right to be annoyed at them!

“We have time enough for you to get to know us better,” Luke said. “And though he tricked you into sleeping with him—”

“I did no such thing!” Zebe shouted. “She pounced on me, and I did not want to say no and upset her.”

Jolene sighed a little. She felt like such a slut for doing that. Even if it had been Luke, she had thrown herself at him when he was still basically a stranger. She could not be mad at them for what had happened. She had been at much to blame as either of them.

“You could have said something,” she said to Zebe. “But I don’t blame you… I don’t blame either of you. I’m just so confused now.”

Luke wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close. He gently ran one big hand over her belly, feeling the babies as best as he could. She really felt like she was growing—or rather they were growing—by the hour, but she figured that was mostly in her mind.

“The Lone Wolves and the whole community are going to be so excited for us,” he said.

Zebe gave him a look of resentment. “The three of us.”

“Right,” Luke said, waving a dismissive hand. “Well, it doesn’t matter who the father is. The fact of the matter is that Jolene thought she was with me the whole time.”

“Now wait a minute,” Jolene said. She moved away from Luke, no longer appreciating his arm around her. She did not want him to speak for her. Or anyone else for that matter. “I admit that I find you very attractive, but I am still getting to know you and Zebe. Don’t presume to know whom I’d prefer to be with… As a matter of fact, don’t presume to know that I want to be with either of you.”

With that, she got up off the couch and proceeded to shakily make her way back up the stairs. She wished that they weren’t hardwood; that seemed like an accident waiting to happen.

Only when she got to the top did she realize that she didn’t know which room she should be sleeping in. Maybe the couch was a better choice, but then she would have to go back down the stairs!

She did what any hormonal, heavily pregnant woman would do in that situation.

She started to cry.

Without fail, Jolene soon heard footsteps on the stairs. It was hard to see through her tears which Weir brother it was who came to her rescue, but whichever one it was took her into his arms and carried her into a bedroom.

He placed her on the bed and lay down beside her, facing her. She continued to cry but she was comforted by him being there with her. He had kind eyes and was caring enough to know that he should not try to talk her out of how she was feeling. Honestly, Jolene was not entirely sure that she even knew what she was feeling beyond sad, which was such a generic and broad term. Sad could mean so many things, and she thought that what she was feeling was at least eight of them.

“I’m… sorry,” she managed to sniffle out.

“Shh,” he said, shaking his head and calmly moving some stray hair out of her face. “You’re overwhelmed and that’s understandable. I was against bringing you here and taking you out of your comfort zone.”

Jolene snorted a little, sniffling even more as her tears slowly subsided. “My cottage is hardly my comfort zone. It’s empty and lonely.”

Resting his cheek against his hand, he continued to look into her eyes. She could tell by his whole demeanor that he was glad to simply relax here with her and he wasn’t going to judge her for feeling hormonal and sad. “What is your comfort zone?” he asked her.

“I don’t know,” she said. “I came to Burlington to get away from my troubles, but I ended up just creating more for myself. A lot more.” She gestured to her enlarged stomach.

“What is it that you were hoping to find out here?”

The more she gazed at him, the more she believed that the Weir brother who had come to her rescue was Zebe. Nothing at all against Luke, but so far Jolene had noticed an unmistakable sweetness to Zebe that Luke simply didn’t have. More than the crescent moon on his neck, Zebe’s calm gentleness made him stand out.

She realized that she was being quiet and thoughtful instead of answering his question. She shrugged. “I was hoping to find happiness. I guess that’s cheesy. My ex-husband cheated on me. Not only that, but he cheated on me after he had convinced me that he was the solid, dependable type that I had been searching for. I wanted to get away from him and everything I had known, or thought I had known.”

Jolene remembered finding the tall, dark, and handsome Luke as the answer to her wildest bad boy fantasies. To his credit, he hadn’t cheated on her or abandoned her. In fact, he continually made the effort to see her and include her in things… Although she had to concede that part of that time together had actually been with Zebe.

Ugh, why does everything have to be so complicated?” she bemoaned. At least she was not crying anymore, but she still felt so stuck and disappointed in how things had gone.

He looked at her thoughtfully. She looked back at him, appreciating that he was not leaping to suggest things. She hated when people rushed to share their opinions about her life. He turned slightly and she saw the crescent shape below his earlobe on his neck. So it was Zebe. She knew it!

“How much of Burlington have you seen so far?” he asked her then. “I’m guessing my brother mostly showed you the bar scene.”

Jolene chuckled a little and nodded her head. “Yup. He claimed he was taking me on a tour of town, but he took me to Vermonster. Then we got caught in a rain shower, so he just brought me home.” Now that she thought about it, it was rather lame of her to not have gone out exploring on her own. Would she have become a shy homebody if it wasn’t for Luke and his electrical expertise?

Zebe was smiling at her now. “I could take you on an actual tour of Burlington if you want,” he said. “No motorcycle required either, because I don’t feel comfortable with you riding one while pregnant.”

She smiled back at him. “I think Anjelica would kill you if you put me on your motorcycle.” The thought of touring around the town with the calmer, gentler Weir brother was a nice one. “Are you sure your brother won’t mind?”

“He probably will mind, but we are taking care of you together so he won’t stop us,” Zebe replied. “Besides, it’s not good to keep you cooped up inside all the time. You would hate us in the end.”

Oh, I don’t think I could ever hate you, she thought.

“Great,” she said, feeling better already now that she knew she was going to get to go on some adventures with Zebe. “I look forward to it. Now, as for where I’m supposed to sleep here…?”

Zebe furrowed his dark eyebrows at her. “Don’t be silly,” he said. “You’re sleeping right here on this bed. I’ll sleep on the couch. I don’t mind at all.”

Jolene felt a little surprised and guilty for taking up his bedroom, but she wanted Zebe to be able to feel like he had done right by her. She decided to let him be a gentleman instead of fighting it. After all, she was far too tired and, well, pregnant to move at that point. So instead of even arguing a little, she smiled and closed her eyes. “You are too good to me. Thank you.”

Smiling adoringly at her, he leaned forward and kissed her lips. It was a feather sort of kiss because he did not want to disturb her. He stayed until he was sure that she was asleep, and then he went into the hall to collect some blankets and make himself a bed on the couch.

 

Breakfast in the Weirs’ house was an interesting contrast from the breakfasts she had offered them at her cottage. Far from Pop Tarts, Jolene stepped into the kitchen to the delightful smell of waffles and sausage. She smiled when she caught sight of Zebe standing over the stove, spatula in hand, flipping the sausages.

Zebe was dressed in some red and black plaid pajama bottoms with a black band t-shirt. He looked happy and well-rested. She hoped that she looked the same; she had slept in her clothing that she picked out for her date at Vermonster. She was going to need to at least stop by her cottage to get some clothes.

Luke was nowhere in sight, which was baffling. Jolene did not imagine for one minute that the twins were joined at the hip or anything, but it was rare to find them not together in the house… Then again, she had only been there for about a day.

“Mmm, smells good,” she said softly, coming up behind Zebe and wrapping her arms around him. There was no harm in giving him a little cuddle, especially not after how sweetly he had treated her when she was under the weather.

Zebe smirked a little. “The sausage or me?”

Jolene blushed and let go of him, laughing a bit nervously under her breath. Her thoughts were muddled. She knew she didn’t have to decide which brother—if either—she wanted to be in a relationship with, but she still wanted to. She thought that it would bring closure if she could just commit to one of them… if they would commit to her.

“Where’s Luke?” she asked instead of answering Zebe’s flirtatious question.

He didn’t seem fazed; he was likely used to inquiries about his brother. “He’s still asleep,” he replied. “He likes to sleep in on his days off, especially when we’re not planning anything.”

Jolene felt kind of bad about that. “Are you not planning anything because I’m here?”

“Don’t be silly,” he said, pretending that he might whack her with the black plastic spatula, and then smiling. “We can still go out together, you and I, and explore the city later. Luke doesn’t have to know… Or, well, I guess he does because it’s going to leave him alone.”

Even though she felt guilty about leaving Luke alone in the house while she went gallivanting around with Zebe, Jolene was thrilled by the idea of getting some alone time out on the town with the crescent moon brother. She knew him intimately, but she wanted to get to know him better.

She sat down at the small kitchen table, immediately feeling better to be off of her sore ankles. She watched him from behind as he continued to cook their breakfast. It was undeniable that she loved a man who could cook. “You’ve made me a casserole and now you’re making me breakfast,” Jolene said appreciatively. “I wish I knew how and why you were so nice to me.”

“Oh, it shouldn’t be that hard to figure out,” he said with a smile back at her. Jolene blushed. He was a kind person. That much was obvious. She was excited to get him alone outside of his brother’s shadow and get to know him better.

Once the sausage and waffles were done cooking, Zebe carefully stacked them onto a plate and placed it in front of Jolene. It was a stack of four waffles and five sausage links. She raised her eyebrows and laughed. “I’m not sure I’ve got the appetite for this much,” she said amusedly.

Zebe placed the leftovers onto a plate for himself and sat beside her. “Your appetite might surprise you. After all, you are eating for three now.”

“Jesus, don’t remind me,” she said with a laugh. She carefully put the right amount of syrup onto her waffles and cut some from the stack. It still seemed like too much to her, but she definitely wasn’t going to turn down food. Especially delicious breakfast food. She took a bite and let out a soft moan over how good it was.

He watched her eat and she was reminded of male animals in the wild watching out for their pregnant ladies. She was not naïve enough to think that animals really had a gentlemanly sense, but it was still cute to think about. Zebe was gentlemanly, and he was half-animal so it was good enough for her.

Once he was satisfied that she was satisfied, he started eating. It was good to have a calm moment together, where Jolene could collect her thoughts. She had no doubt that Zebe had a lot of thoughts as well. She was glad that at least she was far from alone in this situation. She had a whole posse of three where most ladies were lucky to have one.

As soon as she was done eating—it turned out that he had given her almost the perfect amount of food, leaving only one waffle for him to eat off of her plate—Jolene left the table to go freshen up and put some clothes on. She put on her tight, dark jeans from before but decided that the sweater would have to be burned if she wore it again, and she did not want that. But that left Jolene with no other option but to wear one of Zebe’s shirts. She had a feeling that he wouldn’t mind…

Jolene opened Zebe’s dresser and looked around for a drawer full of shirts. She noticed that his drawers were more neatly organized than she ever would have expected any man to do. In a moment of panic, she wondered if he had a girlfriend or something. In all of their flirtation, she had never asked. Surely he would have said something, though… right?

She shook her head a little, telling herself that it was a non-issue unless he mentioned it. It was bad to assume, just like it would be bad of him to not mention something like that. Moving downwards, she found a drawer full of his shirts. Surprisingly, they were not all black. It seemed like Luke lived primarily in black, but Zebe’s dresser displayed a bit more variation.

Not wanting to be too choosy in her borrowing, Jolene pulled out a green shirt with some video game logo on it in white lettering. She threw it on; it was big, but it did well in covering up her ridiculously pregnant belly. There was something snuggly about wearing a man’s oversized shirt.

She pulled her hair up into a messy ponytail, not even bothering to use a mirror. This was going to be a fun day and she didn’t want to see it as a date. She didn’t think that Zebe saw it as a date. That was, until he met her outside in the hallway. He was wearing some black jeans and a button-up shirt with thin, black pinstripes on it. Clearly something that belonged to Luke. Twins wearing their twin’s clothing was confusing to say the least.

“You look nice,” he said, smiling so sweetly at her that she almost believed him.

Jolene let a little laugh escape her, shaking her head. “We look like we’re going out to two different things. I should change.”

He caught her by the wrist. “Nooo,” he said. “You look great. This is just supposed to be relaxed fun. Don’t change.”

“Okay,” she agreed with a sigh that was more theatrical than serious. “But you better not take me to a fancy restaurant or something. If you do, I will never forgive you.”

Zebe chuckled and took her hand. “Okay,” he said. “I promise.”

He led her slowly and carefully out to the car in the driveway. Jolene was surprised that two biker boys even had a car, but more than that she was relieved. She didn’t think riding on the back of a motorcycle was the best idea, but walking would not be a good plan either, unless they were only walking up the block.

She felt tired simply standing for about five minutes.

He made sure that she was safely buckled into the car before he even thought about starting the engine. She wondered if the only places he was planning to take her were an ice cream parlor, a toy store full of nothing but teddy bears, and a pillow factory. She may have been weak and sore, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t game for something exciting.

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