Grace was glowing with happiness, and it was obvious
her bear shifter mate was equally besotted. As the day dawned
bright and beautiful, Grace and Jetty sat on the deck of Jack and
Grace’s house, looking out over the water. Andrew took Jack a short
distance away, to walk along the beach for a few minutes, letting
the ladies have a few private minutes to themselves.
“I wish you could find the kind of happiness
I have, Jet,” Grace gushed, truly in love. “Jack is the best man
I’ve ever known. He saved me on more than just the physical level.”
At this point, Grace’s gaze went dark. “The leviathan had its hooks
into me on a magical level. I kept trying to go back into the
water, right back into its clutches. It was calling me. I’ve never
been so scared in my life, but Jack saved me. He figured a way—with
the help of the local shaman—to join his magic to mine. We’re truly
one now, and I’ll never leave him. I love him so much, Jet.”
Grace’s eyes lit from within with the shine of true love.
Jetty was convinced. Between the way Grace
gushed over her new guy and the way Jack looked at Grace, the love
clear in his open expression, Jetty knew they were meant to be. She
hugged her friend, truly happy for her. Finding a mate that matched
your heart and soul was every shifter’s dream.
Grace insisted on coming into town with
Andrew and Jetty later that morning, to introduce her around and
show her the sights. Grace had loaned her more presentable
clothing, and the four of them took two vehicles—Andrew’s
convertible and Jack’s SUV—down the rough road that led to the apex
of the cove, where the town center was laid out.
Grace seemed to be having fun showing off her
friend to the people they met as they strolled along Main Street,
visiting several art galleries, a souvenir shop, and finally, the
much acclaimed bakery. The town’s famous bakery was everything
Jetty had imagined, and then some. Two of the sisters who owned the
place where there and seemed genuinely happy to meet a friend of
Grace’s. Jetty liked the way they teased Jack and Grace about their
newly mated status. It was clear Grace had made good friends in
this small town.
They all ate lunch at the bakery, spending an
hour and more nibbling on delicious sandwiches and pastries and
sipping rich, hot coffee. It was truly one of the nicest meals
Jetty had shared with anyone in a long time. She missed this
camaraderie, living in the ocean. She missed the simple act of
dining out was good friends, talking and laughing.
Life under the waves was great, but it was
harsh as well. One always had to be on guard against predators, and
communication was more difficult. Oh, Jetty had friends among her
hunting party, but it was different underwater. Even her
relationship with Grace was different in the sea.
They were much more at ease on land. Able to
spend time just enjoying each other’s company, without having to be
on the lookout at all times. And the company was pretty fantastic
too. These bear shifters were polite, funny, and very easy on the
eyes. In fact, Jetty hadn’t met one person yet, who wasn’t tall,
athletic, and very attractive.
Living in Los Angeles, she’d been surrounded
by beautiful people. Actors and actresses always tried to look
their best, and it felt like the prettiest people from around the
country all went there, trying to break into show business. It had
been hard to compete with some of the bombshells that populated the
city. Not that Jetty had low self esteem. She knew she was fit and
reasonably attractive, in the mer way…but Dirk the Jerk, and so
many of the men she had dated, seemed to want perfection.
Sure as hell, Jetty knew she wasn’t perfect.
Not by a long shot.
Not that she really wanted to be some
plastic, picture perfect version of herself. She was who she was,
and she had begun to really like herself over these past years
spent in self-discovery, in the ocean. Things were a lot simpler
there.
They
her bear shifter mate was equally besotted. As the day dawned
bright and beautiful, Grace and Jetty sat on the deck of Jack and
Grace’s house, looking out over the water. Andrew took Jack a short
distance away, to walk along the beach for a few minutes, letting
the ladies have a few private minutes to themselves.
“I wish you could find the kind of happiness
I have, Jet,” Grace gushed, truly in love. “Jack is the best man
I’ve ever known. He saved me on more than just the physical level.”
At this point, Grace’s gaze went dark. “The leviathan had its hooks
into me on a magical level. I kept trying to go back into the
water, right back into its clutches. It was calling me. I’ve never
been so scared in my life, but Jack saved me. He figured a way—with
the help of the local shaman—to join his magic to mine. We’re truly
one now, and I’ll never leave him. I love him so much, Jet.”
Grace’s eyes lit from within with the shine of true love.
Jetty was convinced. Between the way Grace
gushed over her new guy and the way Jack looked at Grace, the love
clear in his open expression, Jetty knew they were meant to be. She
hugged her friend, truly happy for her. Finding a mate that matched
your heart and soul was every shifter’s dream.
Grace insisted on coming into town with
Andrew and Jetty later that morning, to introduce her around and
show her the sights. Grace had loaned her more presentable
clothing, and the four of them took two vehicles—Andrew’s
convertible and Jack’s SUV—down the rough road that led to the apex
of the cove, where the town center was laid out.
Grace seemed to be having fun showing off her
friend to the people they met as they strolled along Main Street,
visiting several art galleries, a souvenir shop, and finally, the
much acclaimed bakery. The town’s famous bakery was everything
Jetty had imagined, and then some. Two of the sisters who owned the
place where there and seemed genuinely happy to meet a friend of
Grace’s. Jetty liked the way they teased Jack and Grace about their
newly mated status. It was clear Grace had made good friends in
this small town.
They all ate lunch at the bakery, spending an
hour and more nibbling on delicious sandwiches and pastries and
sipping rich, hot coffee. It was truly one of the nicest meals
Jetty had shared with anyone in a long time. She missed this
camaraderie, living in the ocean. She missed the simple act of
dining out was good friends, talking and laughing.
Life under the waves was great, but it was
harsh as well. One always had to be on guard against predators, and
communication was more difficult. Oh, Jetty had friends among her
hunting party, but it was different underwater. Even her
relationship with Grace was different in the sea.
They were much more at ease on land. Able to
spend time just enjoying each other’s company, without having to be
on the lookout at all times. And the company was pretty fantastic
too. These bear shifters were polite, funny, and very easy on the
eyes. In fact, Jetty hadn’t met one person yet, who wasn’t tall,
athletic, and very attractive.
Living in Los Angeles, she’d been surrounded
by beautiful people. Actors and actresses always tried to look
their best, and it felt like the prettiest people from around the
country all went there, trying to break into show business. It had
been hard to compete with some of the bombshells that populated the
city. Not that Jetty had low self esteem. She knew she was fit and
reasonably attractive, in the mer way…but Dirk the Jerk, and so
many of the men she had dated, seemed to want perfection.
Sure as hell, Jetty knew she wasn’t perfect.
Not by a long shot.
Not that she really wanted to be some
plastic, picture perfect version of herself. She was who she was,
and she had begun to really like herself over these past years
spent in self-discovery, in the ocean. Things were a lot simpler
there.
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