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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+
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90 Chs

Chapter 75

John needed to go…wake up. This wasn’t happening.

Teddy laid down on the sand, his big eyes pleading with John to understand.

John sank to his knees, his legs unable to hold him up any more.

Teddy inched forward, John unable to stop him. When close enough, Teddy extended his tongue and wiped at John’s tears.

John felt comforted by the action and launched himself at Teddy’s neck, clinging to the bear’s fur for all he was worth.

Teddy smelled the same as Mitch. Mitch and Teddy were one and the same being. That didn’t make sense, but John finally knew Mitch had been telling the truth.

Rage began to build inside John. “You lied to me.” He grabbed handfuls of the bear’s fur and shook it. “I told you private things…things I didn’t want you to tell Mitch. And you did!” John buried his head in the bear’s coat and cried. Anger was soon replaced with shame and embarrassment. No, Teddy hadn’t told Mitch anything. He didn’t have to. Mitch was also Teddy.