My Protector Bear's Baby

Breathe…Just Breathe.
Don’t throw up. Don’t…don’t… oh no… god help me!
You got yourself into this mess…you can get yourself out.
The absolutely crazy thing is… I don’t know if I want to.
I can’t remember the last time I have ever felt so alive, inside and out.
I am utterly intoxicated by the scent, the touch, the writhing, aching, exhilarating desire I feel when I think about him.
My brother’s best friend.
Forbidden fruit. Delicious, ripe, oozing with sweet nectar. Yum.
Does he feel what I feel?
There is something he is keeping from me.
He is guarded, keeping something so close to him.
Closer than me.
His secret life as a bear shifter. A secret passed through generations of his family.
And I am keeping something close to me too.
My secret. Inside of me.
Will this shifter baby bring us closer together or tear us apart?