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and being a bear didn t make it any different.
Before long, he was on his hands and knees, panting. Some of the scrapes he d received were
now healed, a few deeper ones still bright pink against his pale skin.
His first words to her was actually a single word. One she should have expected.  Language.
Mia rolled her eyes and turned away from him and back to Ty. He narrowed his eyes, his bear
glaring at her, but she didn t care. He was hurt and in pain, his expression telling her without words
how much agony he was in. She cradled his snout, running her fingers along its length.
 Are you going to shift back for me, Itan? She ran her fingers along the top of his nose.
A snarl came from somewhere, and she glanced around to find the source. So help her, she
would fling rocks all dang day if that s what it took. Her gaze landed on the bear she d injured earlier,
but he was handling the graying werebear currently shifting back to his human form.
Satisfied the bear she d hurt was on her side and the greying bear was being watched, she
focused on Ty once again. She leaned down and pressed a kiss to his bloodied nose.  You re injured.
Shift so I can take care of my Itan.
A bright ray of hope entered his eyes and she nodded, answering his unasked question. Did he
think she d take the words back after witnessing him fight her dad? Hardly. Bears were bloody
creatures. She didn t like it, but it was true. A bone-shaking tremble overtook him, the movements
transferring to her, and then she was faced with a bloodied and naked Ty.
The crunch and shift of gravel reminded her that she stood between two men she loved the
most. And they d been trying to kill each other moments before. Great.
 Keen. She raised her voice slightly, and the still half-shifted bear was at her side in an
instant.
 Itana?
 Can you help my father into the house?
 I don t need no help, her dad grumbled, but she knew he d take the assistance anyway.
Besides, she was going to help one of the two men and she sure as heck didn t want to be
cuddled up to her naked father. Slipping beneath Ty s arm, she turned him and urged him toward the
house.
 You shouldn t have done that. His voice was low and strained. The wound had begun the
healing process but it was far from over.
 Uh-huh. And have the two men I love more than life kill each other? She snorted and then
coughed when she realized what she d said.
 You love me. The man sounded so darned smug about it, too.
 I have no idea what you re talking about, she sniffed.
A bellow followed them into the house.  Who is the other man you were fighting and who the
heck did I bean with that rock?
 I have no idea who you re talking about and Isaac. He groaned when she lowered him into
one of the kitchen chairs. A grunt came from her father seated nearby. She glanced over to find Gigi
poking and prodding him but not rushing around so she figured he couldn t be too hurt. Which meant
she could focus on Ty.
 Ty?
 I m fine. He sighed.  You love me. His grin was goofy, but his face still bore the evidence
of his pain.
 I ll never say it again if you don t tell me what I wanna know and let me patch you up. She
snared a wet washrag from the pile Gigi had plopped in the middle of the table.
 Aw, Mia, Ty whined.
 You might as well give in. She s damn stubborn.
Mia dropped the cloth in Ty s lap and straightened to glare at her father.  I m damn stubborn?
 Language. Her father grunted, and she glared.
 I ll give you some language, you old coot. You damn near gutted Ty!
 Language.
 I will put you in an old folks home so fast it ll burn your fur off. She ground her teeth and
glared at him.
Mia s dad glared back at her.  He got between me and my kill. I called it damn it. Challenged
the man. Was gonna win, too, until that male of yours got in the middle. The world would be a better
place without that piece of shit.
She growled and flicked her attention between her father and Ty.  Will someone tell me who
the frick that was and why the driveway seemed like a good place to do battle?
Isaac shuffled into the kitchen, rubbing his forehead and wincing as he made his way into the
room. He turned to her with a half-smile.  Nice aim. Hurts like a bitch though.
 Language, her dad grumbled once again and Mia sighed.
 Thank you. She kinda felt bad for beaning him, but not really.  Well, is anyone gonna answer
my question?
Isaac spoke up first.  Parker s great uncle.
Mia froze, heart no longer beating and the air in her lungs turned to ice. She turned toward Ty,
searching for his support, and he granted it without question. Suddenly his arms were around her, his
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