Cherished by a Bear (Mate Me book 5)

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Myra stared as a big woman with red hair and bright green eyes came out of the house. She stood about as tall as Myra. Rushing over, the woman wrapped Adam in a crushing hug.

“Grandma, I can’t breathe,” Adam complained but returned the hug.

“You’ve been away for so long. I need to get my Adam hugs in now. Your friend Jackson is already here wanting to know if you can play.” Adam looked at Myra for permission, she wasn’t sure if he should go off and play or spend time with his grandparents.

“Go ahead, I’ll talk to his dad about when we can get you two a sleepover while we are here,” Rob encouraged waving his son on. Adam jumped the fence and ran off to where Myra assumed Jackson lived.

“You must be Myra, I am so happy to meet you. I’m Beth.” Beth pulled her in for a hug and smiled.

“Nice to meet you. Thank you for letting me tag along when Rob and Adam came to visit.” Myra hoped Beth would like her by the end of the week together.

“We are happy you are here,” came a male voice from behind Beth. Myra looked up to see a man who looked a lot like Rob.

“Myra, this is Trip,” Beth introduced them. Trip held out a hand and Myra shook it.

“I’ll give you a hand with the luggage,” he announced, helping Rob get the suitcases out of the back of the car.

“Good, Myra can come with me and have some sweet tea while you two get the luggage in.” Beth took her hand and pulled Myra into the house. She was surprised at Beth’s authority, her own mother always deferred to her father.

“Here you go, my dear.” Beth handed her a glass of tea with a lemon. She took it and followed Beth to the sunroom. Beth settled in a chair and Myra took a spot on the couch.

“So Rob tells me your father was Brandon Juleston,” Beth began, Myra sighed. She knew where this was going.

“I did not know what my father was up to with Viper,” she replied, sipping the tea even though she didn’t like cold tea.

“I would not ask about that, I wanted to tell you I am sorry he died,” Beth answered, making Myra look up at her in surprise.

“I’m sorry. When people put my last name with him they always assume I knew what he was doing.”

“You were young when he did all those things to the shifter community. I’m sure you didn’t know what he was doing,” Trip said as he and Rob walked into the room. Rob held the brown envelope she had packed away.

“Well, I knew what he was doing, but not that it was happening to others,” she admitted making both of them look at her. Rob sat next to her, taking her drink and sipping from it.

“Mom, Dad, she just arrived, I don’t want Myra to have to share her complete family history if she doesn’t want to,” Rob interjected. She smiled at her mate and leaned into his body.

“It is okay. They will be my family soon enough. They deserve to know,” she replied, using his comfort to give her strength.

“You don’t have to get into any of your history if you don’t want to,” Trip replied, sitting in a chair opposite her.

“Well, I’d like to know what you knew about Viper and my father. I ran away from home at eighteen and the only time I came back was for my parents’ funeral. Do you know how long ago Viper tried to steal babies?” she asked, worry filled her pores. If they started stealing babies around the time she refused to come back, she would feel guilty.

“It was about five or six years ago,” Trip replied, and Myra sighed.

“Did anyone find out why he was trying to steal babies?” she asked, both Trip and Beth shook their heads.

“It was Viper’s henchmen, not him directly, so no one could find evidence against him,” Trip explained.

“Okay, now I want to know what Ricky found out and where he is,” she remarked, taking the envelope and opening it.

“Do you want privacy?” Trip offered, and she shook her head.

“No. You all deserve to know what I find out.” She opened the thick folder she’d pulled out of the envelope. Her name was on the tab. Opening it, a picture of her from high school stared at her. Myra sighed, that sweet girl was long gone. Turning the page, she saw a summary of the information from the file.

Myra,

I hate to be the one to share this information with you. When I was going through our father’s papers I found some distressing news. First, I want to say I am sorry I never knew what he was doing to you. If I had known, I would have stopped it. Myra smirked, Ricky was long gone by the time she figured out what was happening to her.

In their files, I found adoption papers for both you and me. Mom and Dad were never mates. They were both scientists forced to be together to raise us. They took us from shifter families, although the papers said I was a mistake. They couldn’t put me back without being caught. You were the actual target. Myra had to pause at those words. They had stolen her from a family. These people were never her family, and they never wanted her. She grew up in a family to be used as a science experiment. Anger filled her then, she had a family out there that gave up on finding her.

They did everything in this file to your body. I wish I could be with you to tell you in person. Since you’ve gotten this envelope, that means something went wrong or I haven’t been able to gather all the evidence I need. Viper is a dangerous man, he is still working to steal shifter kids for research. The people he works for are trying to use your DNA to create super soldiers. I love you. Please take this information to the local alpha and let them know what is happening. You are our only hope now of getting Viper and the people he works for shut down for good.

Ricky.

Myra set the letter down, taking a shaky breath. Turning the pages, she looked through the file, seeing everything her captor did to her. Some were old news. She suspected they took part of her stomach and eggs. One that shocked her was them taking a kidney. She didn’t realize the scar on her side was because they took one of her kidneys. Every time they put her under pints of her blood were taken. The eggs worried her. How many did she have left? Could she even have children? Who did she talk to about that? So many questions swirled through her head.

“Myra?” Rob’s voice was soft as he leaned into her body. He had read the information over her shoulder.

“I… I don’t know what to say. Some of these are things I had suspected, others shocked me. I only have one kidney,” she replied, showing him the paperwork. Rob’s bear growled in his chest. So did Trip and Beth’s bears.

“What did the note say?” Beth asked, reaching over to squeeze her hand.

“Turns out they are not my parents biologically. They stole me from a shifter family. There is no mention of who they were. Ricky was stolen by accident, but they couldn’t return him for the risk of being found. I don’t know how many others are out there thinking the people they grew up with as parents are theirs. Ricky took all the information and placed it here. I have the originals.” She showed them the papers in the file.

“How are you feeling?” Rob asked Myra shrugged. She wasn’t sure how she felt about everything. The relief she wasn’t related to the man who sliced her up. Anger over being stolen from her genuine family. Disappointment in the surrounding people who knew what was going on and didn’t stop it. Guilty because once she ran off, she never thought about them finding other victims.

“I have a lot of emotions swirling through my head right now. I’m relieved to know I’m not related to Brandon or Shelly Juleston. Angry about being used my whole life. Sad, I missed out on a proper family growing up. Do I try to find my family?” she asked, looking up at the people around her.

“We can try to help. We will do whatever you want,” Rob assured her, he tugged the file from her hand, passing it to his dad to look through. Myra let him, Trip was family. Rob pulled her into his arms and held onto her. She sighed and let him comfort her. She didn’t feel like crying, which surprised her. Although she had years to come to terms with what her adoptive parents did to her, she was moving on with her life.

“For now, why don’t you and Rob get settled in his room and take some time to process,” Beth suggested, Myra nodded her agreement. Rob helped her to her feet and took her upstairs to a room covered in posters from his boyhood. She smiled at the poster of a Fast and Furious movie.

“Myra, do you want to talk about any of this?” Rob asked, closing the door and locking it.


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