Bearly Mistaken (Bears in Love Book 3)

by PA Vachon

  “Help me? Bitch, you aren’t going to help me,” he said. “Let me give you some advice -- leave while you can. I can be very deadly.”

  “Let me say what I came to, and I’ll leave,” she said without fear.

  “Whatever. Spill,” Jeff said.

  “I know why you were outnumbered,” she began. “It all started when a stranger showed up at my house a few days ago.”

  She went on to tell him of David’s visit from several days before, how he met with Trevor and told him that his name wasn’t David and that he was undercover. How he was there to warn them all of the upcoming threat. How when he left the house, he was headed for the hospital and a woman named Regan. She also told him of the child that was hidden among the small group that lived in the compound, not realizing she was signing her own death sentence for her betrayal, the betrayal not only of her daughter, but of the clan itself.

  “What the fuck?” Jeff yelled loudly, tightening his hands on the banister of the porch rail, his knuckles turning the palest white.

  Jeff’s mind was in turmoil. While he hadn’t exactly liked David, he didn’t think he was a traitor or a spy, someone not to be trusted. David had been with Hatchet’s clan longer than even Janet. How could this have happened? How did no one know? What did he do now? Janet was gone, killed by Trevor during their raid on the grizzly clan compound. Jeff was inconsolable.

  Janet was what he’d wanted all this time. She wasn’t his mate, but she let him do things to her that made his head spin and his heart race, and the sex was always dirty, always rough. It was just what his bear needed on more than one occasion. Now she was gone forever because of Trevor and his little bitch, and apparently David was the one to tell all their secrets.

  David needed to be ended. Period. What to do with the information the sleazy woman was sharing with him? He knew what he wanted to do. Kill David and the rest of the Grizzly clan that had taken away Janet. He just needed to figure out the best way to do it. He had just the way to get his revenge on the human who had mated with that idiot Trevor. Now to figure out what to do with David.

  “So, is my information good?” Lisa asked.

  “Maybe, maybe not,” Jeff replied. “I’ll have to see when and if David ever shows his face.”

  Lisa stood for a moment, remembering seeing Trevor and Rebecca from the woods only hours before. Rebecca’s happiness should have made her happy but because of her utter selfishness, it only made her angry and bitter at her own child, a child she never really wanted. Rebecca’s father insisted that she be born, and then he left when he’d had enough. Enough of her, enough of the constant yelling and screaming, just enough of everything.

  Lisa needed to be the most important person in his eyes, and after Rebecca was born, that just wasn’t the case. He left her emotionally bleeding, telling her she was too high strung and needed help. She needed help alright, but the one person who could’ve eased the pain left. She needed to make sure that Rebecca paid for making her father leave; if only the little bitch had never been born he would have stayed. Instead, Lisa was trapped with a child she couldn’t relate to and trapped in a cycle of booze and men who never treated her right. This was the way she would finally get her revenge, her reward for putting up with Rebecca and her constant knowing stares.

  “Well, let me know if my information is worthwhile,” Lisa said as she turned to leave the porch.

  “Wait,” Jeff yelled after Lisa. “Where are you going?”

  “I did what I came to do. It’s time for me to go,” she replied.

  “Well, don’t go yet. How about a drink?” Jeff said, his voice oozing charm.

  Lisa looked Jeff up and down. While he didn’t seem to bathe regularly, he was handsome in a hot, homeless guy way. It couldn’t hurt to have one or two drinks with him. Lisa turned back to the house and made her way up the front steps. Stopping in front of Jeff, she smiled and said,

  “Sure, I’ll take a drink.”

  Jeff smiled at Lisa and held the door open, ushering her inside. He let the screen door slam shut behind them, and Lisa startled at the loud noise, giving a little high-pitched giggle.

  Walking into the kitchen, Jeff stopped at the island littered with empty beer cans and half smoked cigarettes. The place was a disaster area, but nothing that really bothered Lisa. Rebecca usually cleaned up their house, so Lisa was used to living in a cluttered place now that her ungrateful daughter had abandoned her. Jeff turned to the fridge and opened the door, casting an eerie light across the dimly lit kitchen.

  Pulling two bottles of Rainer beer from the shelf and popping the cap off of both of them, he handed one to Lisa. With a half hearted clink of the necks of the bottles, he smiled again and took a long draw of his beer. Lisa copied the gesture in a silent air toast of her own before guzzling down half the bottle. With a loud satisfied sigh, she pulled the bottle from her lips and swiped her tongue over the residue left over from her drink. Jeff watched as her tongue slid over first her top lip and then back again and over her bottom lip. Watching her through half slitted eyes, he took another pull on his beer, finishing the bottle in one last large gulp.

  Putting the empty down with the rest of the half full bottles, he advanced on Lisa. He liked how her eyes got a little wider, her heart sped up a notch, and her cheeks reddened in lust. Jeff grabbed Lisa by the wrist in a crushing grip. Pulling her roughly against his body, he bent her back until she moaned in pain.

  “Is this what you want, bitch?” he demanded in a primal growl. “To be used and discarded?”

  With a moan of pleasure, Lisa said, “Yes, I like it a little rough.”

  “You might not like this,” Jeff replied as he dragged her down the hall towards his room. Kicking the door open, he manipulated her body to the side of his bed. Pushing her down, he ripped her leggings down and off, leaving one leg of her pants hanging off her foot, exposing her pantyless ass. As Lisa struggled to move away from his groping hands, he took one large meaty mitt and whacked her asscheek with a resounding smack. Once her left cheek settled, he did the same to the right, causing Lisa to squeal in shock and pain.

  “I told you that you might not like this,” Jeff sneered, lewdly making Lisa spread her legs, exposing even more of her ass and her engorged wet pussy. Still struggling, Lisa began to softly cry, trying to move away from Jeff’s punishing strikes. Now that her legs were spread, every third hit was landing on her gaping vag, the sting nothing like the light smacks she usually got from her lovers. Jeff was slapping her hard enough that Lisa could feel the reddening of each spot where his hands landed. With one last slap, Jeff unbuttoned his jeans while holding Lisa down at the small of her back, giving her just enough room to wiggle but not enough to get away. Lisa was still fighting to get away when Jeff slammed his dick up her ass, causing her to scream out. This was one of Janet’s favorite things to do and it was always tighter than any pussy he’d ever dipped his wick in. He loved the fight and the struggle; it always made him cum faster. As he rammed her again and again, Lisa started to hump back into his cock.

  “Play with yourself, slut,” Jeff ordered on a growl.

  Lisa was finally getting into the roughness of the pounding that Jeff was giving her, so she slid one hand down to her clit and started to roughly finger herself while Jeff rammed her ass again and again. On a moaning hiss, she felt her cunt tighten and then a gush of her juices released and ran down her legs and onto her fingers. Jeff slammed into her one last time and came with a loud groaning yell. Slumping over her back, he let himself take a deep cleansing breath and then another. Pulling from her ravaged ass, he gave her a slap and turned her to her back. Pushing her up the bed, he straddled her waist and moved her hair from her face to say,

  “I’m not done with you yet, cunt.”

  On a shaky breath, Lisa looked up into Jeff’s crazed eyes and knew that he wasn’t anywhere near done, even though he had dumped one load in her ass. His cock was still erect and ready for business. Moving slightly, she tried to get ou
t from under Jeff, saying,

  “I don’t think I can go again. You surprised me what with ramming that big thing in my ass.”

  “That was my plan, bitch. Now shut up and take it,” Jeff replied.

  Jeff moved down her body and twisted one nipple with his fingers as his eyes traveled down her body. For an older bitch, her tits were still pretty perky and she had a flat stomach, although she looked like a two dollar hooker with her makeup running down her cheeks, her shirt rucked up under her pits, and her pants hanging off one leg from where they had gotten caught in his hurry to bury his cock in her tight ass. Now that he could take his time, he decided to play even rougher. Jeff took her other nipple between his fingers and pulled it away from her fleshy tit, twisting at the same time, causing Lisa to cry out in pain. He let her nipple bounce back to her chest and did the same thing to the other until she cried out again. Jeff did this two more times on each nipple. He then took Lisa’s right nipple between his teeth and bit down, hard. Hard enough to make her whimper and struggle to get her tit out of his mouth.

  Pulling away, he glared down into her eyes and lifted his free hand, slapping her cheek. Stunned, Lisa went limp. No more struggle, she lay there immobile and let Jeff do what he wanted to her.

  Once Jeff was satisfied that she wouldn’t struggle anymore in this position, he wrenched her legs open and shoved himself into her open hole. The slapping sounds of his balls hitting her ass as he bottomed out was the only noise in the room besides his growling moans. He watched as his cock disappeared into the abyss of her cunt, the wet sloppy noises making him harder than ever. He looked up into her blank eyes and decided to have even more fun. Taking both of his hands and wrapping them around her throat, he squeezed, enjoying when Lisa started to struggle again. This, this made him feel alive. The smell of her cunt and her fear enough to make him almost reach his peak a second time.

  With a little more pressure, Lisa started to gasp and claw at his hands trying to get Jeff to loosen his hold. The world was hazy from the lack of oxygen. Jeff released his grip, allowing Lisa to pull in a lung full of air. She tried again to wiggle away, but when Jeff realized that she was moving again, he tightened his hands and squeezed even more tightly. Lisa struggled as Jeff choked her and pumped into her overused pussy. The room started to go black before Lisa’s eyes. As she lost consciousness, Jeff tightened his hold even more, gave two more hard deep thrust and came, emptying his balls deep into the now dead woman.

  The woman only wanted revenge on her daughter and instead, Lisa was fucked hard and murdered in a way that was poetic justice for a woman who had always put men above all else, including her child’s happiness. All Jeff wanted was a shell to get off into, and then to eliminate any further complications, he murdered Lisa in a sex game gone horribly wrong.

  Jeff pulled himself from her sticky cunt and pushed her body to the floor. Heading to the bathroom, he got into the shower to wash away the remnants of his release.

  Once done, he dressed and headed back out the porch to wait and see if David had the guts to show his traitorous face.

  “I regret the day I let you go…”

  Chapter Ten

  Johnny

  Johnny got closer to the turn off for the house and was still thinking of Regan and how they would be able to make a life for themselves. He knew he needed to tell Janet he was done and that she was being taken in for questioning on the explosion and attacks on Trevor and Rebecca just before.

  Johnny pulled his car to a stop and put it in park. Looking toward the porch, he could see Jeff standing on the porch looking angry, which wasn’t an uncommon occurrence. Opening the driver’s door, he stepped from the car and shut the door to head for the front door. Jeff stood from his slouched position on the railing, coming to his full height of 5’10” and puffing his chest up like a bird challenging another for breeding rights. This was no mating dance though. Jeff looked ready for a major fight, and Johnny had no clue what the idiot was mad about this time.

  “Hey, Jeff. What’s up, man?” Johnny asked as he got to the steps, looking up at the very angry man standing there.

  “What’s up?” Jeff yelled. “What’s up? I don’t know, man! What’s up with you?”

  “Where’s Janet?” Johnny asked, looking around and noticing that the cars and trucks that usually took up space were nowhere to be seen.

  “David, that’s a good question, man,” Jeff said as he advanced on Johnny, his fists clenching at his sides.

  Before anything else could be said, Jeff shifted into his black bear, slamming into Johnny before he could shift to protect himself. Jeff hit him and they both went to the ground. Johnny’s grizzly burst forth and swatted at Jeff’s head, missing by a fraction of an inch. Jeff came at Johnny’s throat, and to stop him, Johnny dodged to the right and lunged, hitting Jeff in the mid-section and flipping him sideways. Jeff staggered once and then righted himself on his paws. With an angry roar, Jeff charged again, hitting Johnny hard. They both rolled, throwing dust up as they fought. Johnny bit into Jeff’s shoulder and with a jerking twist, pulled a large chunk of flesh from him. Jeff’s fur was starting to matte with the flowing blood, but he staggered again and charged.

  Johnny stood his ground and roared a challenge. Jeff answered with a bellow and, using what little strength he had, tried to hit Johnny again. But Johnny was ready for him and dodged his blow. On the return, he slammed him to the ground with his front paws and roared a warning just inches from his face. Jeff struggled to get up and away, to attack again. This is what he had to do; he had to avenge Janet.

  Johnny roared again, knowing this wouldn’t be over until he had ended this fight the only way he could. Jeff was going to have to die here in the yard.

  Johnny opened his maw and snapped his jaws shut on Jeff’s exposed throat. Breaking bone could be heard in the yard. Johnny could feel Jeff’s windpipe collapsing. With one last shuddering breath, Jeff was finally still. No breathing, no movement. Just dead.

  Jeff shifted back to his human form upon his last breath, cuts and bruises covering his body. Some of the bruising was definitely from a previous fight.

  Johnny moved away from the body and shifted back to his human self. Moving gingerly to the front door, he headed to his room to gather his things before Janet returned to see her favorite pet dead in the front yard.

  At his door, he stopped and listened. Hearing no one else, he entered his room grabbed his clothes and dressed in a hurry. He needed to get back to the hospital and back to Regan. She was to be released soon, within the next day or so, and Johnny couldn’t wait to finally meet his baby girl, his cub.

  Once he was done gathering his meager belongings, he headed for the back of the house where some of his things were kept in a back bedroom. Moving along the hall, he noticed that Jeff’s door was open.

  Glancing in as he passed, he stopped, backed up, and looked again. On the bed was the body of an overused woman. He moved to the bed and looking closer, he could see that the woman was Rebecca’s mother, Lisa. He didn’t know what had happened, but he knew he would have to tell Rebecca that her mother was gone.

  Shaking his head, he left the room and headed to his car. Spinning the wheels and throwing gravel, he left his undercover life behind. If Janet wanted to come after him, that was her choice. He would be ready; he would protect his family at all costs.

  Now it was time to claim his mate, like he should have from the very beginning. Forget Janet, forget Hatchet’s leftover rejects. His time as a Secret Keeper was coming to an end. His family was his number one priority.

  He raced down the road towards the hospital, not wanting to wait to tell Regan that he was finally free, that he was ready and he now knew that the most important thing in his world was her and their baby.

  “Am I really your choice or just the consolation prize?”

  Chapter Eleven

  Regan

  I had been doing a lot thinking since Johnny had left my room, two hours’ worth of thinking. I
knew that I wanted to be with Johnny, but I was still so angry at him for not choosing me in the first place. My anger was misplaced, and I knew it was. I was being unreasonable. But I had been so hurt two years before when he hadn’t chosen me that I had felt my feelings were justified. Now I wasn’t so sure. I still had to protect my little cub. Rory was still the most important part of my life, but her father was starting to become important to me again.

  As I sat contemplating the what ifs and the whys, the door opened to reveal Trevor standing there looking grim. He entered the room and sat in the chair next to the hospital bed. Looking at his clenched hands, I knew he had something important to tell me -- bad but important.

  “Ree, I need to tell you something,” he began. “Janet won’t be a problem anymore.”

  “What do you mean?” I asked him, unsure of what was going on. Being here and away from the clan was like being banished, so I had no clue what had happened for the last several days.

  “Janet and several of the others showed up early this morning. She snuck into my cabin and tried to kill Rebecca and me,” Trevor said. “I had to defend myself and my mate. Janet, and everyone that was with her, is dead.”

  I stared at Trevor for several moments, trying to process what he was saying and wondering if Johnny knew about this newest development. As I sat thinking, I could see Trevor shift uncomfortably in the too small chair, trying to keep his large frame from falling from the seat.

  “So, what does this mean for the clan?” I asked nervously.

  “For the clan? Not a lot. She attacked us. The kill was justified,” Trevor replied. “But for you, it could mean everything.”

  I heard what Trevor was trying to say. On one hand, I was glad that the fight was finally over with Janet and the rest of Hatchet’s psycho clan. But I also worried that now Johnny didn’t have to make a choice and that just like when I found out I was pregnant, he would be trapped. While I was stuck in my head, I heard Trevor stand up and tell someone hello. Looking towards the door, I saw Johnny looking disheveled but still one of the hottest men I’d ever seen. Smiling up into his eyes, I said,