With a week to go, we face the almost impossible task of finding a mate, someone that will marry us both in seven days.

When my twin brother John and I were born into a clan of were-bears, we had no idea that the fate of the clan would rest on our shoulders.

With the elders constantly reminding us that we must be married before our twenty-first birthday, the pressure cranks up. With a week to go, we face the almost impossible task of finding a mate, someone that will marry us both in seven days. A day later and the clan is awash with the stench of decay.

After being cast out in attempt to delay the prophecy, I find myself online and I’m drawn to an advert for a site selling mail order brides. I flick through the thousands of profiles until I see Olga.

When she arrives days later, we face a race against time. Love us both or the rapidly ageing clan will fall into extinction .

AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is a (put word count here, example: 8000 word) stand-alone story with an HEA, so no cliff-hangers! Story contains mature themes and language, and is intended for 18+ readers only.

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