Page 33 of Claimed By Her Bear

“That woman stabbed her in the back, causing her to shift in self-defense!”

Shekita pointed to Bobbie who spun on her heel and tried to make a break for it. Sega’s swift form raced after her. She was no match for a shifter’s speed. He tackled her down onto the ground.

“I’m a Brown Claw enforcer, and I will take full responsibility for Pola Pride shifting. But someone better damn well arrest that woman for assaulting a member of my clan,” Nick stated. He joined Shekita in standing in front of Pola.

She huffed, not wanting to be protected. She was a mighty bear and could take care of herself.

The police put away their weapons.

“Nick, get her to shift back to her human form,” one of the officers said. He motioned for two of his men to go over to where Sega was kneeling on the back of Bobbie. “Someone better tell me what the hell is going on.”

Nick spun around and leveled Pola with a hard glare.

“Shift back, Pola. Now.”

Pola returned his stare, not intimidated by him in the least, but it was Shekita’s soft touch that got her attention. Her mate stood close, resting a hand on the side of Pola’s fur-covered face.

“Give me back my Pola,” she said gently.

Pola leaned into her hand. Her bear loved the feeling of their mate’s hand on her fur. She nuzzled Shekita’s hand, feeling herself soften. Her bear was a sucker for their mate.

Anything Shekita wanted, it was hers.

Pola’s bear released a whine.

“Please?” Shekita whispered.

Pola locked eyes with her mate’s big brown ones. Immediately, her bear turned the reins over to her. Pola grabbed a hold of them and pushed forward, taking back control of their body. The fur that lined her receded. Her bones shifted and shortened back into the human form. Within seconds, she was back to herself, kneeling on the hard concrete.

Pola grimaced at the bite of the ground on her bare knees.

“You’re back,” Shekita exclaimed. She helped Pola to her feet.

“Can we get a blanket for her,” the same cop shouted over his shoulder. He walked forward and stopped before them.

One of the younger officers jogged over to them with a dark blanket in his hand.

Pola murmured her thanks and took it. She wrapped it around herself, toga style. Unable to resist, she took Shekita’s hand in hers.

“I’m Officer Brady. What is going on here?” he asked.

“That woman was over there assaulting my mate. She was trying to take her,” Pola’s voice ended on a growl.

The cop’s eyes narrowed on her. Shekita ran her fingers along the inner part of her arm softly.

“It’s okay,” Shekita murmured, glancing up at her.

“Are you good, Pola?” Nick asked. As an enforcer, he had the power to arrest her.

She swallowed hard, not wanting to cause any more trouble.

“Yes, I’m fine.” It would be hard to explain to her alpha that she had lost control and had to be arrested.

“Is what she said true, ma’am?” Officer Brady asked Shekita.

“Yes. Bobbie Curtis and I have a history together. She was trying to force me against my will to get into her car. Pola came to my rescue.” Shekita paused, big fat tears spilling down her face.

Pola wrapped an arm around her. She glanced over Office Brady’s shoulder. Other police officers placed Bobbie in handcuffs. A few other spectators must have come back. Two women were standing near them speaking with the cops.

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