Chapter Twenty

“How is she?”

Dan shook his head at Jo. It had been a week since the battle against Dominic and the Northern Wind, and though Lucy no longer shot daggers at anyone who dared to look at her, she was still far from the kind, sassy woman that he’d fallen in love with. She spent most of the day quiet and sad, staring off into the distance and thinking of things he couldn’t imagine.

“I couldn’t say,” he replied, seeing Jo’s eyes grow sad. “And I don’t know how to fix it.” He gazed listlessly at the walls as they dried with their latest undercoat of paint. “Has she been any better at work?”

Jo shook her head solemnly. “She works hard, same as always, but she’s more reserved. Nothing like the Lucy we’ve come to know.”

Rubbing a hand over his face, Dan’s shoulders slumped. “I wish I could help her.”

“You are helping,” Jo reassured. “All you can do is be there for her. I’m sure your efforts aren’t going unnoticed.” She tried to smile. “When Lucy’s ready to talk, she’ll come to you.”

“What if she never does?” Dan asked with a frown. “What if she’s never ready? I feel like… I feel like there’s something else. Like she’s holding something back from me, but I don’t know what it is.”

Jo tilted her head in contemplation. “Have you tried asking her outright?”

“No,” Dan replied quickly. “The last thing she needs is for me to pry.”

Jo shrugged. “I don’t think you would be,” she replied, gently. “You’re closer to her than anyone else, Dan. If anyone can get through to her and snap her out of this funk, it’s you.” She placed a sympathetic hand on his shoulder. “I think you should at least try before she starts thinking that there’s nothing left for her here in Forest Haven.”

Dan gave Jo a doubtful look, but didn’t refuse. Maybe she was right; maybe asking the difficult questions was the only viable option he had left.

He gazed out the window to where Lucy was standing, outside basking in a gentle breeze that tousled her dark hair. Dan tossed Jo a small thank you before stepping outside to his mate.

Plastering a big fake smile on his face, he walked up next to her and placed a soft kiss on her cheek. “Hey,” he murmured. “Feeling any better today?”

She shrugged noncommittally, her face remaining blank. “I’m okay,” she replied. “Took a walk to get some air. Didn’t get far, though.”

Hearing her voice fall so flat and bland broke his heart all over again, but he pressed on. “How about we take a picnic up to our spot tonight?” he asked, hopefully. “I can get takeout, or maybe even make us something from scratch if you want?

She didn’t respond immediately, leaving a terse moment of silence between then that only the wind could fill. Finally, she gave a small nod and Dan breathed out a large sigh of relief.

“Great,” he replied, a bit of his smile becoming genuine. “I’ll come get you as soon as I wrap things up.”

“Okay, thanks,” Lucy replied, voice solemn. Dan tried not to feel hurt by her lack of excitement.

Watching her walk lifelessly back into the shop, Dan ran a frustrated hand through his hair. He had to get through to her, somehow. If he didn’t he feared she wouldn’t give him another chance.

***

Lucy climbed the hill with fervor, breath coming in pants as she attacked the steep climb. Her mind hung on the way Dan had looked at her earlier in the day, making her heart heavy. He was trying so hard but she still couldn’t bring herself to be honest with him, to let him into her mind. Most of her knew that Forest Haven only wished to protect her and be there for her. They were kind and loyal, worthy of her trust… but she still couldn’t stop the tiny thought in the back of her mind that they wouldn’t depart down the same road of insanity that Dominic did. She wanted so badly to ignore that worry and let them in, but she couldn’t. It was like a mental block that she couldn’t get past; no matter how hard she tried.

As she climbed, she wondered if now was her chance to finally break the cycle. Could she talk things out with Dan and finally have her happiness back? Something in her mind screamed no, that coming up here was a terrible idea, and she’d be lying if she said she wasn’t nervous about the conversation that was to come. She’d never had someone to cope with before, this was entirely new to her, and she was worried that things could go south very quickly.

Finally reaching the top, Lucy doubled over, hands on her knees as she fought to catch her breath.

“You took the hill at a sprint!” Dan gasped as he crested the top behind her. “You trying to get away from something?”

“From myself, mostly,” she replied quietly as she sat on the bench. She was so unsure of what to say, so unaccustomed to opening up to others. She was of a mind to just let her pain eat away at her in silence, but she recalled the stress in Dan’s eyes and how much he’d been trying these past few days. She couldn’t leave him hanging yet again. He deserved better.

“I’m so confused, Dan,” she finally said.

Dan sat down next to her, his eyes filled with concern. “Confused about what, Lucy?” he asked. “I want to help.”

Lucy sighed, not knowing how to continue. There was so much to unpack; she hardly knew where to begin.

“Lucy,” Dan whispered, his hand gently brushing over her shoulders in comfort. “You know you can trust me. I know you know it.”

She looked up at him, desperately. “I want to.” She watched as emotions flickered across his face, but he didn’t speak, waiting patiently for her to continue on. He was always like this, always considering what was best for her over himself. He respected her in all things and tried to never make her feel uncomfortable about the traumas that life with Dominic had bred.

War waged within her. For so long, it had only been her. She’d been absolutely alone, long before the night she and Dominic parted ways back in that alley. But things were not as they were anymore; she was no longer alone. She had a pack. She had a mate. She had her freedom. That was all thanks to the bear before her that dared to take a punch to the face for the safety of a complete stranger. If there was one thing Dan deserved more than anything else in the entire world, it was complete trustworthiness.

She took a deep breath. “When I saw you fighting Dominic,” she began slowly, “I was really scared.”

“Why?” Dan asked, eyes worried.

Lucy swallowed hard, recalling the gashes and bruises that Dan’s bear had incurred while fighting to keep her safe. “I thought he might kill you.” She held out her hand and Dan took it without a second thought. “You were beaten and bloodied, but still you kept on fighting.”

“And I wouldn’t have stopped,” Dan replied matter-of-factly. “Not until I knew you were safe.”

Her heart thawed a little. “I know you wouldn’t have, Dan. That’s why I was so terrified.”

His expression remained hard, no doubt replaying the events of that battle. “I’d do anything to keep you safe, Lucy. You’re worth all of that and more.” He gave her the smallest smile. “Not that Nick would have let me die, but if giving my life was the only way for you to keep yours, I’d take that trade any day of the week.”

“Is this what my life in Forest Haven’s going to be?” she asked, desperately searching his face for an answer. “Will we always fight? Will I always watch as you risk your life to safe mine over and over again?”

Dan frowned, shaking his head. “No, not at all,” he replied. “Forest Haven is supposed to be a pack of peace. But right now the Northern Wind is threatening everything Nick and Tom have achieved here.” He looked at her steadily. “What has you so afraid of us, Lucy?”

Lucy turned to face the sunset finding the courage there to keep talking.

“Dominic,” she began softly. “He hates humans.”

Dan didn’t say anything, but he felt his hand stiffen in hers.

“Not like the average shifter either,” she continued. “He truly hates them. He’d rather they be completely subservient to shifters or completely eradicated. I’m just worried…” her voice trailed off, the words dying in her throat.

“You’re worried that all shifters are like that,” Dan finished for her, voice hurt. “Deep down, you can’t keep yourself from believing that we all vie for the control that your brother chases.”

“Is that so unreasonable? Lucy asked, eyes miserable. “I mean—”

“Yes, it is,” Dan interrupted. “I get why you think that way, given your background, but we’ve been through so much together since that night in the alley. I just can’t quite believe you still think so little of me.”

Lucy gaped at him, despairing at the sadness in his voice. She’d caused that. “I’m sorry,” she muttered guiltily. “I shouldn’t have said that.”

She wouldn’t have blamed Dan from standing and leaving her right there on the hill, but instead, he simply wrapped an affectionate arm around her shoulders.

He sighed heavily. “I wish I could somehow make you believe that we’re not all like Dominic,” he murmured, pressing his cheek to hers. “There was a time when I thought I’d gotten through to you, just a little, but now I feel like we’re back at square one.” He smiled, sitting back to look at her. “But it’s okay. We have the rest of our lives. I won’t rush things. We’ll make it to where we need to be, in time.”

“There was once a time with you where I’d thought I left the fighting and violence behind me in that alley. But now there will be even more fighting,” she replied, heavily.

Dan’s arm tightened around her. “But not by choice,” he said. “We fight for peace; they fight for power. If the Northern Wind took a vow of armistice right now, we’d never see battle again.”

The conversation fell quiet once more, Lucy watching intently as the sun began to sink below the horizon. It reminded her of their last time here. Dan had been so careful and gentle with her, letting her take the lead whenever possible; he had not displayed the signs of a bear thirsting for control. When she needed saving, he was there, too. He didn’t fight for blood, but rather for protection. He was the polar opposite of Dominic in every way, and he’d been trying to prove that to her from day one. It was about time that she started acknowledging that.

“I’ve seen Dominic do terrible things,” she finally replied, so quietly that her voice was almost completely carried away on the wind. She didn’t continue, her hesitation halting the words once more.

“You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.” Dan gazed over at her. “Take your time, tell me when you’re ready.”

Shaking her head, the first tear trickled slowly down her cheek. “No, I need this.” She looked up at him, seeing his compassionate expression. It reaffirmed her belief that, maybe in trusting him, everything would finally be okay. So, she continued.

“I know I told you we had a home, but the truth is that was so long ago, I can hardly remember what it looked like.” She took a deep breath and charged on, ignoring the fear that tied knots in her gut as she spoke. “He killed a man, a long time ago. It was over something stupid, but the bear didn’t care. The rage was like a drug for him, he always craved more, and in a fit of addiction, he murdered someone in cold blood. The death attracted attention. Fingers pointed at him, and so we ran.”

“It only got worse from there. Dominic’s bear is…” She shuddered, her words faltering, “… bloodthirsty. Dominic is bloodthirsty. Death followed us. I couldn’t exactly prove what was happening, but he’d come back to whatever hovel we were squatting in spattered in blood and dirt and…” Her voice trailed off once more as she shrugged.

“I’m sure he’s killed plenty of men, though I made sure I didn’t know why. I thought that, somehow, it might absolve me of whatever crimes he was committing, but now I know better. That blood he’d be covered in… it never smelled of bear. Just human. And he was always smiling.”

Her gaze was piecing as she searched Dan’s face, hoping frantically that she hadn’t just destroyed all hope of happiness with him. “That’s why I can’t ever believe that shifting is good. We shifters have so much power; we should be protecting humans with it, not killing them. Dominic was all I knew for so long. It’s why I’ve struggled so much to believe that others—that you—aren’t like him.”

Dan’s thumb stroked her cheek tenderly, wiping away her tears with love and understanding in his eyes. “And what about now, Lucy?”

Fresh tears spilled over his fingertips as he comforted her, and something like hope brimmed in her chest. “I finally believe that you aren’t like Dominic,” she wept softly. “I believe you truly want peace.”

“Good,” he whispered quietly before his lips met hers.

The kiss was sweet and slow, filled with tenderness, passion, and a full-bodied love that Lucy couldn’t measure. Dan held her tightly after pulling away, rubbing her back in small, comforting circles as she cried out all of her pain and sadness.

“I’m here for you, now, Lucy,” he murmured quietly as she wept. “The Forest Haven pack is your home now, and you’ll never feel that pain again.”

“I know,” she gasped softly, laying her head on his shoulder. “And this time I’ll never question it.” She held him closely, mentally chastising herself for ever doubting this wonderful, amazing man. “I love you, Dan.”

He chuckled softly, but she could hear the complete and unbridled adoration he felt for her in his voice. “I love you, too, Lucy. And for what it’s worth, my bear feels the same way.”

She smiled, truly smiled for the first time in what felt like a millennium. “My bear feels the same.” She gazed lovingly at him as she pulled back from their hug, taking in the sight of him like she’d never seen him again. “I guess this is what having a mate feels like, isn’t it?”

Dan smiled, his eyes twinkling. “I guess so. You had me worried for a while there, but I never denied that we had something more.” His smile grew to a goofy grin. “I’m happy to know that you’re stuck with me forever.”

Lucy stood, stretching high and long, the russet rays of the setting sun seeming to fill her entire body with a renewed vigor for life and all the possibilities it held. This was a good thing, coming to the hill to finally still all her secrets and worries to Dan, her mate. Not that she had no doubts, no woes, no uncertainties that her life was the best it would ever be right here in Woodhaven with the love of her life. Without holding back, she turned down to Dan to break the vow she’d cemented in tears on her heart so long ago.

He was still sitting, gazing up at her with a slightly confused expression, and it made her smile. “I think my bear is itching for a good run,” she announced, grinning as Dan jumped excitedly to his feet. “What did you say?”

“Are you…” His voice trailed off to silence as she nodded animatedly, answering his question before he could finish. The grin that blossomed across his face was like the first rays of sunrise, and coupled with the warmth of the sunset that smiled down at them both on the hill, Lucy had never felt more loved than she did in that moment. Her life was finally all she’d wished it to be since it fell to ruin so long ago.

Dan caught her up in his arms, pressing another kiss onto her lips. “Then I say yes,” he answered. “The yes-est yes that I’ve ever yes-ed in my entire life.” He beamed down at her. “There’s so much for us to explore together.”

Gazing into his eyes, there and then, Lucy realized there was nothing more in this world that she wanted more. “I look forward to it, sailor.”

The sun sank below the horizon, washing the world in twilit darkness. Within its dusky embrace, two bears crashed happily through the forest, finally free.

Epilogue

Dan’s eyes glimmered with delight as Lucy bit her lip, one hand placed lightly over her mouth while the other clenched tightly to their fitted bed sheet.

“If you don’t keep quiet, Nick and the others are going to hear you,” he whispered with a wicked grin before trailing a cluster of kisses and nibbles up her inner thigh. Nick had called a meeting to discuss an update in their battle strategy the day before, and it started in less than ten minutes. Everyone had already arrived at the shop to prepare; if he listened hard enough, he could hear Jo and Savannah conversing in the distance over their morning coffees.

He knew it probably wasn’t the best idea to stir up anything so soon before the meeting, but seeing Lucy lying naked before him with a hunger in her eyes that only he could satisfy, his body had seemed to move on its own.

Her legs parted easily with the slightest beckon of his hands, his lips and tongue dancing playfully along her leg as she stifled another breathy moan. He took that first, almost tentative taste of her, her body shuddering animatedly in reaction as a small squeak of pleasure slipped past her lips.

They were going to be so late.

He dove between her legs with renewed fervor, sliding his tongue up and over her clit as she quaked against him. Dan could tell she was trying to stay quiet, but each gasp and moan came quicker and a little louder than the last as he teased her closer to the edge with his mouth.

Every sensation that he pulled from her sent shivers down his spine; his bear rose up in anticipation as he coaxed small noises from her throat, and he could feel himself hardening eagerly as she begged him for more with her eyes.

When Dan was sure that she couldn’t take much more, he nearly leapt on top of her. He’d worked both Lucy and his bear into a fit of want and need; the heat in her eyes matched perfectly with the fire he felt from his bear within. Both turned that lust directly on him, and he felt like he’d been set ablaze.

Still, he couldn’t help but grin. “You know, if we take too much longer, they’ll start to get suspicious,” he teased softly. Despite his words, he’d already begun lightly pressing his erection between her legs.

“I don’t care,” she gasped, curling her hands around his biceps as he gripped her hips. “I need you, Dan. Please.” It wasn’t often that Lucy begged, and it sent a thrill through him.

With an eager groan, Dan slid enthusiastically into her deep wet center. Her nails dug slightly into the flesh of his arms as he thrust, a cry spilling over her lips that was a little too loud for comfort.

She flinched slightly as he grinned. “You think they heard that?” she asked with a sheepish smile.

Dan beamed, leaning down close to her ear. “We’ll find out when I’m finished with you,” he growled, pulling away briefly before pushing inside of her once more.

He moved at a slow rhythm, careful not to lose control of the pace. He loved watching Lucy’s expression intently as she physically restrained herself from making too much noise, the small pants and squeaks only adding to the building pressure within him. Everything about her was electrifying as their bodies married over and over again, each losing a little more control every time he pulled away.

Lucy sighed long, frantic gasps as he pumped himself into her relentlessly, one hand clasped tightly over her mouth in an attempt to keep things quiet. Her hips rose to meet his in perfect time, her legs beginning to quiver with the first threat of orgasm.

She pulled her hand back from her face to reveal supple lips puckered and slightly red from how much she’d been biting them. “I’m close,” she whined, biting down yet again on her already tender lip.

“Me, too, babe,” Dan bit out, already losing the rhythm he had set up for them. He gripped the pillow above her head, giving her reddened lip a little nibble of his own before immediately pounding into her as he quickened the pace.

He drowned her cries of satisfaction and desire in his kisses, no longer holding back. Her nails found solace on his back, digging in hungrily as she bucked and writhed against him, each moan catching prematurely in her throat as they approached bliss together.

Her growls reverberated in her chest, sending shockwaves of excitement through Dan and directly to his bear. It rose on hind legs as Dan reached the precipice of satisfaction, roaring loudly inside of him as the first wave of climax crashed over them both. He and Lucy cried out in unison, meeting their sweet release at the same time. Neither bothered to keep their pleasure and love for one another silent, the echoes of their shouts seemingly ricocheting off of the room walls.

As they collapsed in a pile of post-orgasmic bliss, Dan chuckled. “You know they’re not going to let us live this down, don’t you?” he asked, trailing a light finger down the sheen of sweat that covered her stomach.

She smiled up at him, still slightly breathless. “Worth it.”

After a quick cleaning up, both scrambled to affect some form of calm as they stepped out into the office area of the shop. Almost immediately, they saw the knowing glances on each face as they looked from pack member to pack member.

At first, no one spoke, and then Tom chuckled. “Couldn’t have picked a better time to make a move, Big Guy?”

Savannah gasped and lightly smacked his arm. “Tom!” she chastised, but couldn’t hide the giggle in her own voice.

Dan could feel the blush of embarrassment already creeping up his neck. He shrugged despite it. “Can’t plan passion, eh?”

Tom laughed. “Apparently not.” He grinned over at Lucy. “Though it’s nice to know he’s treating you well, Lucy. For a while there, I was afraid this clumsy fool might end up crushing you.”

“Tom!” Savannah and Jo both admonished in unison this time, but it lost its impact with Savannah’s now openly wide grin and the way Jo had both hands held up to her mouth to hide a smile of her own.

Dan’s mouth fell open as a blush washed over Lucy’s cheeks. “I’ll have you know I work really hard to keep my clumsiness out of the bedroom,” he rebutted.

“Well, there was that one time…” Lucy began averting her gaze to hide a tentative smile of her own.

“Hey whose side are you on?” Dan accused, though now even he was grinning. Lucy didn’t seem nervous or apprehensive around everyone anymore. She looked… happy. She was going to fit in with the pack just fine.

“Alright, guys, alright,” Nick finally chimed in, trying and failing to hide his own amusement as he brought the conversation back around to the topic at hand. “I know we’re all having fun, but I rallied us here to share news.”

He waited until the giggles and chatter subsided before he continued. “It’s nothing big, or even too important for the time being, but it warrants a bit of preparation on our part.”

He looked from face to face. “Now that we’re all here and…” his gaze slid teasingly over Dan and a short fit of soft chuckles broke out amongst the group once more, “… decent, I need you guys to listen and plan accordingly.”

Dan shook his head in mock disappointment. “Even you, Nick?”

Nick shrugged with a brief grin. “You give us so much material, it’s almost too easy. If you provide a feast, even I can’t help but eat a little.” He looked out over everyone else. “But all of that can wait until afterwards.”

“Alright, bro, you can tell them the news now,” Tom replied, wiping away a bit of his smile. “It’s about our reinforcements, so it really is important, guys.”

Dan’s ears perked at the words. Last he knew, Nick was still having trouble securing reliable back up in the event that Forest Haven and the Northern Wind went to war. Had something changed?

Nick nodded. “Yeah, specifically about our lack of any reliable reinforcements.” He looked over at Dan. “To your knowledge, how many battle ready bears do you think Lucas had before you left?”

“Not many,” Dan replied immediately. “Lucas wasn’t exactly lenient with his training. At best, it bred bears like me. At worst, he broke them. Very few made the cut. If I had to guess, I’d say… maybe a couple dozen?”

“More now, given the strange bears from the battle,” Savannah added. Dan nodded.

“And that’s not counting my brother and whatever kind of trouble he may have brought with him,” Lucy chimed in. “We didn’t make too many connections on our travels, but we can’t be too sure about anything now that he has the support of a pack. He’s never been a bigger danger than he is right now.” Dan saw the worry churning on her face as she turned to Nick. “For both your—our—pack, and the humans of Woodhaven.”

“The humans?” Tom parroted. “Is there something we should know?”

Lucy began to shake her head, but stopped. Steeling her gaze, she answered, “Dom hates humans. He sees them as a sub species. I don’t know how Lucas operates when it comes to the people of this town, but I’m afraid that with the backing of a pack as large as you say the Northern Wind is, my brother might just stop caring about lying low.”

“Are you saying that he might try out his shifting ability on humans?” Nick asked.

Lucy shook her head. “I’m saying that he has the potential to kill as many humans as possible and he’s not afraid to prove it.” Lucy shuddered and Dan wrapped a comforting arm around her.

Jo blanched at the declaration. “Kill us?”

Dan could see the apology on Lucy’s face as she turned to Jo. “In a heartbeat. It… it wouldn’t be the first time.” She shook her head. “I’ll explain all that later, but the point is that humans seeing him or any one of us shift is such a small means to his end that you need to think bigger. It’s not about ousting shifters to the masses. It’s about starting his revolution. He wants a world were bears rule, humans serve, and he’s above it all on a throne wielding the ultimate power over all of us.”

She sighed, and Dan saw a bit of her old guilt creep back into her gaze. “With Dom here, no one is safe.”

“Do you think Dom stands a chance against us?” Nick asked, eyes firm.

Lucy looked from Nick to Tom, then at Dan before turning back to the alpha. “Maybe not back when he was alone, but now he has the backing of a pack. Even with our two alphas, I honestly think it’s anyone’s game.”

“What about four alphas?” Tom proposed.

“Four?” Dan repeated aloud. “What do you mean?”

“It means that this meeting is about reinforcements, and I think I finally found a few,” Nick answered with a brief satisfied smile before rubbing the back of his head a bit ruefully.

“I’ll admit, I was getting a bit nervous when pack after pack of our distant acquaintances kept turning down the plea for help. I guess I knew it was a long shot, given how personal the request was; packs don’t really operate that way. Even still, I’d thought our father’s old ties would have found us a few helping hands ages ago.”

“Apparently the honor of old ally bonds don’t mean much after you’re dead,” Tom spat, heat in his eyes.

“Nothing worth worrying about now, brother, “Nick continued. “All that matters is that we finally found some people willing to help. A pack of four—even smaller than ours—but they have two alphas and are willing to lend a hand however they can.” He shrugged. “Better late than never, I say.”

“That would make our numbers ten, while like Dan said, they have at least dozens on their side,” Savannah retorted. “Do you honestly think we could handle their worst with such miniscule reinforcements?”

Nick shrugged. “We won’t know until we try. Four alphas are nothing to sniff at, and I’m sure you guys remaining can back up our plays well enough that anything is possible.”

Lucy nodded. “Nick has a point. Even Dom takes a second to think things through when alphas are involved. If he has a weakness, it lies somewhere in there.”

Nick nodded, and Dan saw something tense loosen in his shoulders. He could only imagine how stressed his pack leader must be feeling right now. “Okay, that’s good to hear. Thank you, Lucy.”

He gazed over the rest of his pack. “I know it doesn’t sound ideal; trust me, it’s far from it. But it’s the hand we’ve been dealt. We’ve faced worse odds and came out on top. I have faith we’ll do that again.” A small hopeful smile tugged on his lips. “We’re stronger than we look, otherwise Lucas would have won a long time ago. Don’t forget that.”

He stood, stretching high as he wrapped things up. “So with that said, they’ll be packing up and heading our way before we know it. It’s our responsibility to keep them properly accommodated.” He turned to Lucy. “There’s an old dusty house in town that isn’t seeing much use these days. I was wondering if our official Interior Decorator would be willing to head a renovation attempt in preparation for our future guests?”

“You mean Lucas’s old place that I stayed in back then?” Savannah asked, nose wrinkling. “Are you sure that’s a good idea?”

Tom shrugged. “It’s not like he’s going to call the constable and have us evicted. We’ll change the locks, reinforce the doors and windows, and add the house to our patrol route.” He grinned. “Call it a spoil of war.”

Lucy nodded. “If that’s what you need me to do to help out, I can do it. The office is pretty much finished up and I’ve been wondering about how to take on a new project anyway.”

Nick smiled. “Good to hear. You’ve only got about two weeks.”

“Dan, that means no more early morning anti-clumsy practice for you,” Tom quipped.

Dan groaned, but hearing Lucy’s chuckle, he couldn’t help but think that everything was going to be okay.