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“Blimey O’Reilly” I hear Lori whisper.
I see the exact moment Jasper spots me. The gun moves my way, but before he can shoot, a bullet hits his shoulder—Uri?— shoving him backward, and then with a bear-like roar, Hunter tackles his cousin hard to the floor. The pistol slides away under one of the broken pews.
Grizzly snarls in his cousin’s face as he lifts him from the lapels of his jacket and slams him back on the hard floor. “I will kill you if it’s the last thing I do.” He then proceeds to pound Jasper’s face and chest.
“That’s hot,” I choke out.
“Help me,” Opal yells at me as she tries to stop him, but Hunter is too lost to it.
“Let him have his revenge,” I tell her, using my hand in the air to signal my bros that everything is fine. “He needs to vent.”
Opal looks back at Hunter with a deep furrow between her brows. But she seems to listen to me when, with a groan, she picks her and Hunter’s guns up from the floor and walks toward me.
She’s almost as tall as me, her skin is lighter than my grizzly’s, but they have the same high cheekbones and dark brown eyes.
“Who the hell are you?” she asks, wincing as she stands next to me.
“I’m Rami, Hunter’s boyfriend.” It’s the first time I introduce myself like that, and I fucking like it. “May I?” I point at her wound.
She nods. “Boyfriend?”
“It’s new,” I tell her as I pull the collar of her shirt down to check the injury. The bullet went through.
“Uri, Opal needs to see a doctor,” I say into the bracelet.
“Coming,” he replies.
She lets a whistle go. “You’re the game creator Hunter asked me to check out.” She seems to have just recognized me. So that’s how Hunter Bear got the information on me.
I need to install an alert that lets me know when people are looking me or anybody else in my family up online.
“Yes. And that’s all you need to know since you’re a cop. Trust me,” I tell her.
“Well, whatever this is and whoever you guys are…thank you,” she breaths out, and I nod.
“Magnum P.I., I think he’s out,” Lori’s voice pierces the church air, and Hunter finally stops the beating. His chest heaves as he stands up. Aftergiftingthe unconscious body a final hard kick, his eyes dart around until they stop on me.
Those obsidian pools suck me in just like the first time I met him.
He walks to me with that long-legged, confident gait. He looks like a predator engaging his prey. His big lips are stretched in a long line, hands flexing at his sides, chest quickly rising and falling. As he reaches me, he grabs my nape and yanks me to him, crushing his lips over mine, delivering a hard, almost punishing kiss.
“We had a plan!” He growls when he’s done devouring me, and I’m panting—and hard as steel.
“It changed.” I stroke his smooth back, pausing my fingers over an old scar.
He grits his teeth, clearly not happy about my reply. “We’ll talk about this later,” he hisses.
“If that means that you’ll vent all this anger on my ass… yes, please!” That makes him growl low and viciously once again. His fingers painfully sink into my ass cheek.
“Sexy, furious grizzly,” I murmur on his skin as I bite his chin. He pulls my hand from under his shirt and looks at the bloody cloth around my palm.
“It’s just a small cut,” I reassure him as I witness the concern filling his gaze.
“I’m fine, by the way!” Opal huffs, as Lori passes her a bandage to apply to her shoulder.
Hunter moves his eyes to her and shrugs with a forced half smile. “I know you are. You’re theTruth Whisperer!” he teases her.
“It still fucking hurts, butthead!” she barks at him.
