I walked up to the man, pressed against him, and took a couple of photos. “Selfie!” “What the hell are you doing?” he growled at me. “My name is Vera, and I am your match!” I said, looking him straight in the eyes. “You… nothing! Get out of here!” he turned, and walked toward the little house visible beyond the trees. *** I believed in the fairy tale and touched the nose of a stone snake. I made a wish—to meet the one, the only… An ancient temple carried me into the forest right under the feet of a gloomy man who turned out to be my match and a werebear. But he denies our connection. And he resists like an ass! He said no one needs him! I’ll have to take this fortress by storm. I’ve dealt with guys like him before—taking them apart to the core!