Ulrich
“So I have to go home with the grump-growler?” His little Tessa asked with a pout.
“Yes, he will protect you and he has a place for you. We are still trying to find places to stay for all the victims we managed to rescue. Ulrich only sounds grumpy.” Miranda tried to ease the way for his mate to go home with him.
He was a little hurt, but he couldn’t really blame her; he was always tongue-tied whenever they were alone and two days later, he still had not managed to explain her importance to him and his bear. But he would have to teach her everything about being a bear; he was the only one that could.
“There’s nothing small about his grump, so stop saying grumpy. He’s a grump-growler. He’s either growling or a grump.” She pouted adorably as she glanced at him where he sat beside h
