Mating Dance

by Merryn Dexter

  If they allowed him to leave.

  If they decided he was a threat to the pack, then the hole in the ground Ryker had spoken of would become a reality.

  “I’ll have to deal with people, talk to them. All. Fucking. Day.” He groaned, knowing he’d agreed to accept the deal. Gee clapped him on the shoulder, nearly knocking him over in the process.

  “I can’t wait.” The bear wore a shit-eating grin and Ven sighed deeply, he had no choice.

  “I fucking hate you, Gee,” he snarled causing the bear to whoop with laughter as he lumbered off, following the path away from the clearing.