Ferocious Desire: Werebear Romance (Stand-alone Fiction Book 1)

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Author: Reese Sanchez
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again. It was evident that it was just one person and, judging by the lightness of the sound, it was a female.
    He remained still, wanting to see exactly where the sound was coming from. It sounded like it was coming from up ahead. Sure enough, just as he started making his way towards it, he saw a faint glow come past a tree. He still could n’ t see the source of the sound, but the light glowing in the distance told him he was on the right track.
    As he was slowly walking towards his prey, he was trying to be as quiet as possible. This was a difficult task considering that there were broken limbs and twigs all over the floor of the woods. They proved to work against him tonight as he unknowingly stepped on a twig, causing it to break. With as quiet as the woods were, the breaking twig sounded like a full tree breaking in half.
    He immediately stopped, is back leg stopping in mid stride in an effort not to make any more noise. He had hoped his prey would n’ t be startled; he was wrong. The light ahead of him came to a stop as well and a voice cried out in the darkness.
    “ Is someone there ?” the voice cried out, telling Evan that the prey he was following was indeed a female. His urge started to rise within him. He felt his manhood twitch a little at the thought of having a successful night.
    “ Hello ,” came the voice again .“ Please do n’ t hurt me . ”
    Evan did n’ t respond; he could n’ t. If he tried to say anything, a roar would come out and his prey would run. Though he was sure he could catch her, he did n’ t want to chase her down; that always ended badly.
    After staying still for a minute, the light ahead of him started moving again. As he got closer to the light, he was better able to see where he was putting his feet, making sure not to break another twig. The light also allowed him to finally see his prey.
    She was a beauty. Her cloths let him know that she was one of the women that had been dancing around the fire in the village. He recognized her as the one that had been playing the drums. She was absolutely gorgeous.
    She had gorgeous brown hair that fell halfway down her back. Her face was perfect, her cheek bones showing perfect symmetry. Her cloths did n’ t leave much to the imagination; her dark tanned skin giving her a near goddess level body.
    Her plumb breast begged to be let free, nearly falling out the thin piece of clothing each time she stepped. He stomach was flat and hard, no doubt from the life of dancing. Her ass was perfectly shaped, not too big and not too small. His eyes trailed down her body, ending at her muscular, yet tiny long legs.
    If he was close enough to see her, which meant that it would n’ t be long before she seen him. He wondered if she would run. Most of them did. Some of them stood with him, trying to talk him down. He liked those; they made it easy.
    Just then, she stopped. Her expressions showed she had senses someone was there but still was n’ t sure who it was.
    “ I know you are out there ,” she cried out .“ Please do n’ t hurt me. I’ m not here to hurt you. I’ m not even looking for you. I had to run away. They were about to rape me . ”
    She looked scared. He had n’ t noticed it before but, when she turned her head his way, he saw that she had a fresh bruise on her face. She must have been hit hard.
    Part of him, the human part, felt sorry for her. She could n’ t be no more than 20 years old and seemed to have been forced into a life of sex slavery. A beauty such as her did n’ t deserve that. But then the animal side of him took over and his manhood became hard as he thought of what he was going to do to her.
    He stepped closer to her, allowing the light from her torch to fall on him for the first time. And, for the first time, he saw the look of horror come onto her pretty face. He could tell that she was struggling with what to do. He knew that part of her was telling her to run. Then again, the other part was reminding her

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