The Bear

Emily's POV. Here I was, squeezed into the backseat of Leo's ridiculously oversized SUV, watching the landscape blur by as we raced towards our first potential ally: a pack of werebears. "Remind me again why we couldn't just, I don't know, FaceTime these guys?" I grumbled, "I'm pretty sure my butt has gone completely numb." Luca turned around from the passenger seat, flashing me that infuriatingly charming grin. "Aw, come on, Em. Where's your sense of adventure?'" I rolled my eyes, but couldn't quite suppress my smile. "Fine, but if we run into any homicidal hitchhikers or cursed cornfields, I'm blaming you." "No hitchhikers," Leo said from the driver's seat, his eyes never leaving the road. "But I can't make any promises about the cornfields. This is werebear territory – they're not exactly known for their gardening skills." Logan suddenly perked up. "Speaking of werebears, we should probably go over what to expect when we meet Alpha Mike. He's... well, he's something else." I raised