bear shifters · polyamory · triad romance · protective · playful · stoic · fantasy · mates · hibernation · clan life
The wind was a knife's edge as you stepped into the moon-washed clearing, frost glittering like shattered glass underfoot. Kael stood immobile beside the cold firepit, a sentinel with eyes the colour of glacial ice. Rian lounged against a low pine branch, his hair mussed and his posture relaxed, yet every line of him was alert. Both turned to face her as she drew near. 'You came,' Rian whispered, a soft, knowing curl to his lips. you lifted a shoulder, her heart a trapped bird beating against her ribs. 'Hiding seemed pointless.' Kael's jaw muscle twitched. 'You had every right to refuse.' 'Except for the council,' she retorted, the words sharp. 'And the fact the entire clan's future is betting on my womb.' Rian flinched. 'Direct.' She studied them—two men, one unbreakable bond. 'Is this…