Bearing Up In Wolf Rock (A BBW Bear Shifter Romance) (Wolf Rock Shifters) Read Free Page B

any idea what had just happened.
    “Sorry, did I hurt you?” asked Maddox.
    “It’s just…your…your hands are warm. And big. That’s all.” Kyla did her best to calm herself.
    “Well, ” said Maddox, his grin widening, “you know what they say about a man’s hands.”
    “Warm hands, warm heart? ” Her voice was innocent, though her mind, settling down quickly, was now occupying itself with thoughts as to what might be encased in the well-fitting jeans.
    “Not exactly the phrase I had in mind.”
    “Well, that’s as far as I’m willing to go for now, Maddox. I’m a very polite little thing, and I don’t normally speak to strange men in bars. Unless my idiot friend here forces me to.”
    “Most of the men who come in here aren’t worth speaking to,” said Jay .
    “It’s true; they usually just want us to shift for them. I’m convince d that they just want to see us naked when we change back,” said Kyla. “It’s a game they like to play.”
    “Who can blame them for that?” asked Maddox . The dimple reappeared. “I can’t imagine passing up an opportunity to see you naked.”
    He was studying Kyla’ s face, but his eyes veered downwards and examined as much of her as he could see, which made her squirm in her seat. She felt that the man was devouring her with his eyes and the thought of it, though disconcerting, was incredibly exciting. She was glad to have worn a sweater that showed off her ample breasts, and sensed that Maddox was grateful for it as well.
    As the three conversed , a young woman broke away from the crowd of tourists who’d managed to stay away, and walked straight up to Maddox. She was young, blond and skinny. The sort of thin woman with large breasts who irritated Kyla just by existing. There was the sort of dewy youthful look to her that denoted a lack of hardship and experience in life.
    “Hi,” said Maddox as she stood next to him, staring down at his face and body. He didn’t offer her the smile that he’d displayed for Kyla. Instead, he seemed cold and aloof, almost irritated.
    The woman didn’t seem to mind, however, and she crouched down beside the big man and slid a hand under the table. Kyla couldn’t see where it was headed, but she could guess.
    Without missing a beat, Maddox took her wrist gently between two of his long, thick fingers and pulled it away from his crotch. He then wrapped his hand firmly around her arm and forced her to stand, pushing her away from the table.
    She backed off, still smiling , but looking a little apprehensive now.
    “My friends and I just wanted to see if you’re as big as you look,” she said , as a group of other young women in the corner of the pub began to giggle.
    Maddox slid out of the boot h and stood before her, his mass casting a shadow across her small form.
    The woman seemed tiny; as though the hulking Maddox could pick her up and snap her like a twig.
    “Oh God ,” said Kyla under her breath.
    Maddox let go of the woman’s arm. She stood before him, clearly awaiting an invitation to dinner or some sort of congratulations on her incredibly forthright nature.
    Instead, the giant man slowly took off his boots, which was not a move that anyone had anticipated. Then he unbuttoned his shirt and peeled it off, revealing a wide, muscled chest and broad shoulders, sculpted and decorated with the black tattoos that seemed to have been designed to accentuate his impressive form.
    For a moment, Kyla wondered if the two strangers were going to have sex in the middle of the pub, and she began to back into the corner of her bench, irritated that the world was populated with such unbearable women.
    Not to mention the fact that only a minute ago, this man had been flirting with her. Maybe he wasn’t so appealing after all.
     
    But then things changed.
    Or rather, Maddox did.
     
    In a flurry of twisting, glistening flesh, tearing fabric and dark brown fur, Maddox, the perfect man, altered into something else.
    The young