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Alec
Alec
Alec
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Alec

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From Book 1: Talia normally enjoyed her mornings teaching her class. The little boys and girls looked up at her, their big eyes rapt with attention as she taught them their daily lessons. But today was different. She felt it in her bones, but she had no idea her life was about to change forever.
Alec knew he shouldn't do this. He should've called, but this wasn't something you could talk about over the phone. Hi, I'm actually the father of your small child, who might be a Bear Shifter like me. Sometimes, you just had to be bold, even if that meant crossing the line into dangerous.
This 10,000+ word BBW Bear Shifter Romance novella has all the heat and passion you expect from a Fated Mates story!

LanguageEnglish
PublisherGizmo Media
Release dateMay 23, 2021
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    Don’t read. They had 2 dates and the second date he shifted and killed her ex. Afterwards they had sex and said I love you. I know it’s a short story, but even short stories should have a better transition

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Alec - Becca Fanning

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Prologue

"H ammer, Smith, & Partridge" hung over the front door, a creaky, faux-antique sign that swung in the breeze.

The five men looked at each other.

Nervous? Alec, the biggest of the bunch, looked around at the others.

Jackson shook his head. Nah, man, he said with a grin, flexing one of his giant biceps. I’m sure this is nothing.

Rust and Clay exchanged glances. I don’t really know what we’re doing here, Clay said after a moment. Did you guys get a weird voicemail, too?

Rock laughed. He was the youngest of the group; prone to never taking things too seriously. He grinned, and then said: No fuckin’ idea, man. He smirked. You know, they never found out about what I did with that police car when we were all in college.

This can’t be about that, Alec replied. That was over seven years ago. I got a message, too, but I couldn’t understand what the damn secretary was saying.

A hush settled over the group. Alec took charge and led the way inside. The doorway was so low that all of the men had to hunch down as they passed through. Inside was dark, a bit cramped and dusty. An elderly secretary sat behind a massive oak desk, scribbling something on a legal pad. When she looked up at the group of men, a slight blush washed over her wrinkled features.

Hello, boys, she said with a smile. Are you here to meet with Mr. Partridge?

The men all exchanged a look. Something like that, Alec said. We all got this message-

Oh, yes, the secretary said, clearly more flustered than before. With surprisingly nimble fingers, she searched through a stack of papers on her desk. You’re right on time, she added, glancing up quickly. Mr. Partridge is in his office. He’s expecting you.

The secretary got up and skittered across the room. She seemed nervous, like she was expecting something to jump out and bite her. As she knocked on the door labeled ‘Partridge,’ Alec glanced at her desk and read the word printed on a folder: Speculon Labs.

Come in! A booming voice sounded from Partridge’s office. The men went in, single file, and arranged themselves around the spacious room. Like the front office, it was a bit dusty, but Partridge had the shades thrown open and sun was streaming through the windowpanes.

What’s all this about? Alec cleared his throat and settled against the wood-paneled wall. We all got calls, telling us to come here… He trailed off, clearing his throat. I mean, could you tell us why you wanted us to come in? All at once?

Partridge turned to face the group. He was an elderly man with longish, tufted white hair and a silk bow-tie at his throat. Despite his old age, youth twinkled in his clear, blue eyes.

Yes, he said, clasping his hands together in his lap. No doubt you recall donating sperm to the genetic research project at Dodson University?

Chapter 1

Talia stood at the front of the classroom, her hands poised in

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