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Summer's Lease

On his first night renting a cottage on the Cornish coast, widower John Tennant comes face to face with, of all things, a grizzly bear. Fearing for his life, John tries to convince the animal he isn't worth eating, and is relieved when the bear ambles away.<br><br>Maintenance man Mitch Benjamin is two hundred years old but doesn’t look a day over forty. As a werebear, he needs to stay under the radar. The new renter is making that difficult. Not only is John attractive, but his vulnerability triggers all of Mitch’s protective instincts. If that wasn’t trouble enough, Mitch is struggling with his inner bear’s desire to befriend John. He knows what his bear is up to, but Mitch doesn’t want another mate. His last one was murdered ninety years ago, and he’s still grieving.<br><br>John is confused by Mitch’s mixed signals. Physically, Mitch -- with his bulging muscles and hulking frame -- is a gay man’s wet dream come true. But emotionally, he keeps closing down. John discovers more comfort with the magnificent grizzly bear he occasionally meets on his evening walks along the beach.<br><br>In an effort to help, Morwenna, the owner of the cottages, uses her psychic gifts to give John a message from his dead lover, George. Far from helping, it adds another layer of strangeness to what’s already turning out to be the strangest summer John can remember.<br><br>Can a well-meaning medium and a determined grizzly bring John and Mitch together? Will Mitch come clean about his werebear nature? If he does, can John accept that a man and bear exist in the same body?

Drew Hunt · LGBT+
Not enough ratings
90 Chs

Chapter 82

John’s hand came from under the sheet and caressed Mitch’s cheek. “No, love. She would never betray any secrets about you. Remember, she didn’t tell me that you and Teddy were one and the same.”

Mitch felt himself beginning to calm, both from John’s touches and his soothing voice. “When Ben died and I came to England I dropped the name Jack and used Ben’s, reversing the name. He was Benjamin Mitchell. I needed to have a part of him with me.”

John nodded in apparent understanding. “These dreams I’ve been having, had them since the first night I met you, I don’t understand them. They’re…vivid, very detailed.”

Mitch’s stomach growled.

John smiled. “Come on, let’s get dressed and go see Morwenna. Hopefully she’ll feed us, and I have some questions to ask her.”

Mitch nodded.