Black Bear Fall: A BWWM Paranormal Romance (Black Bear Saga Book 2) by Tia Wilson Page B
Authors: Tia Wilson
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something to be protected from.
A light switched on upstairs in the hall. A man walked past the window without looking out, his hair stuck up in clumps at the back of his head. He disappeared as he entered the only room on that floor with light coming out of it. Then a few seconds later he left, crossed the hall, switched the light off and returned to his room. Nathaniel and Melissa watched the room with the flickering light and after a few minutes it went out. The house was now completely dark
They moved with speed across the open lawn. A bright white light came on when they were half way across bathing the whole lawn in light. The two froze. Nathaniel stared up at the light, the house was a black shape behind the dazzling rays. He listened for movement, ready to turn and run back to the woods at the first sound. He heard nothing. The light went off and it clicked as the bulb cooled. They ran to the back door and lay against the side of the house and listened. A low hum of electronics came from inside the house. Everything else was silent. Nathaniel sniffed the air, the family didn’t own a dog. He tried the handle to the back door. It was locked. Melissa went to the kitchen window and tried to open it. The window opened outwards with a click.
She climbed in and stood in the middle of the kitchen sniffing the air. Nathaniel watched her through the glass back door, she looked beautiful, a creature of the night surrounded by the clean lines of a modern kitchen. The key was in the backdoor, she opened it and Nathaniel entered. He felt the unease he always felt when somewhere strange and enclosed. They headed towards the stairs leaving a trail of muddy foot prints on the tiled kitchen floor.
They climbed the stairs and stood in the hall. Nathaniel looked down, he was standing on plush carpet, he couldn’t remember the last time he had walked on it. Their image was reflected back at them from the large window in the hall looking out across the back lawn and towards the dark shape of the forest. They looked at themselves, two dirt streaked pale faces looked back. They smiled at each other and listened. Three rooms in total. The closest room someone was emitting a deep rumbling snore, accompanied by a lower register nasal whine. No sound came from the next room. It wasn’t the sound from the room across the hall they were interested in, it was the odour that lead them to the door. Nathaniel could feel his whole face tingle as he breathed in the scent. He closed his eyes and let it entangle him in its web as images of wild bears basking in the sun beside a stream full of spawning trout flashed in his mind.
He opened his eyes and refocused. He stood back and motioned to Melissa. She opened the door and stepped into the room closing the door behind her. Nathaniel crossed to the stairs and stood outside the parents room listening for any change in breathing. The snoring continued. He heard a jolt of furniture and something small hit the carpeted floor in the room Melissa had entered. He tensed his body and waited to react at the slightest change in the parents breathing. They continued to sleep deeply.
The door across the hallway opened and Melissa had the boy in her arms. She had her hand clamped over his mouth and his eyes were wide with fear. Her other arm was around his waist holding him tight against her. She had her teeth pressed against the side of the boys cheek. Most humans tended to shut up very quickly if you threatened them with have their eye ripped out by a pair of snapping jaws.
She crossed the hall and padded down the stairs. Nathaniel smelt the acrid stench of urine as she passed by. He gave her time to get to the back door. The parents continued to sleep deeply. Melissa was waiting outside for him as he closed the back door with a low click behind him. Tears were streaming down the boys cheek, and he knew from the glee in his wife's eyes that she could taste them. She closed her mouth and looked at the boy,
A light switched on upstairs in the hall. A man walked past the window without looking out, his hair stuck up in clumps at the back of his head. He disappeared as he entered the only room on that floor with light coming out of it. Then a few seconds later he left, crossed the hall, switched the light off and returned to his room. Nathaniel and Melissa watched the room with the flickering light and after a few minutes it went out. The house was now completely dark
They moved with speed across the open lawn. A bright white light came on when they were half way across bathing the whole lawn in light. The two froze. Nathaniel stared up at the light, the house was a black shape behind the dazzling rays. He listened for movement, ready to turn and run back to the woods at the first sound. He heard nothing. The light went off and it clicked as the bulb cooled. They ran to the back door and lay against the side of the house and listened. A low hum of electronics came from inside the house. Everything else was silent. Nathaniel sniffed the air, the family didn’t own a dog. He tried the handle to the back door. It was locked. Melissa went to the kitchen window and tried to open it. The window opened outwards with a click.
She climbed in and stood in the middle of the kitchen sniffing the air. Nathaniel watched her through the glass back door, she looked beautiful, a creature of the night surrounded by the clean lines of a modern kitchen. The key was in the backdoor, she opened it and Nathaniel entered. He felt the unease he always felt when somewhere strange and enclosed. They headed towards the stairs leaving a trail of muddy foot prints on the tiled kitchen floor.
They climbed the stairs and stood in the hall. Nathaniel looked down, he was standing on plush carpet, he couldn’t remember the last time he had walked on it. Their image was reflected back at them from the large window in the hall looking out across the back lawn and towards the dark shape of the forest. They looked at themselves, two dirt streaked pale faces looked back. They smiled at each other and listened. Three rooms in total. The closest room someone was emitting a deep rumbling snore, accompanied by a lower register nasal whine. No sound came from the next room. It wasn’t the sound from the room across the hall they were interested in, it was the odour that lead them to the door. Nathaniel could feel his whole face tingle as he breathed in the scent. He closed his eyes and let it entangle him in its web as images of wild bears basking in the sun beside a stream full of spawning trout flashed in his mind.
He opened his eyes and refocused. He stood back and motioned to Melissa. She opened the door and stepped into the room closing the door behind her. Nathaniel crossed to the stairs and stood outside the parents room listening for any change in breathing. The snoring continued. He heard a jolt of furniture and something small hit the carpeted floor in the room Melissa had entered. He tensed his body and waited to react at the slightest change in the parents breathing. They continued to sleep deeply.
The door across the hallway opened and Melissa had the boy in her arms. She had her hand clamped over his mouth and his eyes were wide with fear. Her other arm was around his waist holding him tight against her. She had her teeth pressed against the side of the boys cheek. Most humans tended to shut up very quickly if you threatened them with have their eye ripped out by a pair of snapping jaws.
She crossed the hall and padded down the stairs. Nathaniel smelt the acrid stench of urine as she passed by. He gave her time to get to the back door. The parents continued to sleep deeply. Melissa was waiting outside for him as he closed the back door with a low click behind him. Tears were streaming down the boys cheek, and he knew from the glee in his wife's eyes that she could taste them. She closed her mouth and looked at the boy,
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