Bear His Bond: Wylde Den Two (Alaskan Den Men Book 9) by Talina Perkins Read Free Book Online

were at Rone’s bar the night when Aurora and Adam showed the evidence of the ice bear provoking the avalanche, don’t you remember? We just have to find out why, and now he’s poisoning the water supply.”
    She did remember but for some reason didn’t make the connection since Claw Ridge was three hours away. “What do you think he wants?”
    “Land, territory. Both. I just can’t tell if it’s for him, or the new resort he’s working for that bought the land attached to ours north of here, or if his family has something to do with his behavior.”
    If that happened the Wylde family faced a problem bigger than an encroaching den making the move on their territory. It could mean their business would suffer. Wylde excursions tailored to the tourists’ every need. If a fancy lodge moved in, the Wyldes would be out.
    Dusk settled in and Everett pushed faster as they made their way back to the cabin in silence. She could tell his mind clicked over all the details but had as little luck as she did in finding answers.
    Back at the cabin, getting up the stairs again nearly killed them both.
    Still wearing her waders, she turned and gave a kick to the door. Inside, she leaned them both on the back of the couch. “Shower now, then food.” She shucked off the waders and clicked on several lamps scattered across the open space of the shared dining and living room. Soft white light poured over the room. Like her, he preferred sparse furniture and open spaces. Small earth-toned rugs dotted the wood flooring. One by the back door and another by the front with one more in front of the floor to ceiling bookcase situated by the fireplace. Stacked river rock made up the entire hearth and invited one to sit a spell by the warmth with a good book or maybe a meal.
    Everett merely nodded as she maneuvered him to the bathroom.
    With a flick, light drenched the room and revealed a small sink to the left and beige walls that led to smooth wooden floors throughout the entire cabin. Another rug, this one the color of his eyes, warmed the flooring by the tub. To the left towels, stacked in size from smallest to biggest, lined the top of the chest of drawers he’d refurbished last winter.
    Now the towels served as a cushion for Everett where he leaned on them for support. He tucked an arm close and moved to pull his shirt off, but she reached out and stopped him with a light.
    “Let me.”
    With evening in full swing, the Alaska midnight sun barely kissed the horizon where it would stay until sunup. The window above the shower allowed a small amount of sunlight in, enough to hit the dangling crystals of the light fixtures that said a woman at some point called this place home. A fraction of her heart ached at the thought.
    The rainbow effect played over his chest and across his face. He dropped his arms and leaned in closer, causing the colorful lights to bounce off his irises. “Please.”
    Oh God. A groan tickled the back of her throat. He totally destroyed her with that single word. She looked between the shower and his gaze. On one shoulder the good doctor angel whispered for her to take care of him and put him to bed. The devilish angel on her left shoulder shucked her scrubs and commanded she heed the plea in his eyes for her to do her naughtiest to him.
    Her heart filled and swelled with so much love, so much need for this one man, that it pained her not to shout it out from every creature to hear. Every second that ticked by, the bad angel gained ground.
    His eyes slid closed as she ran her fingers beneath his shirt and lifted the material over his head to reveal solid muscle and abs that went on way past the button of his jeans. After tossing the shirt aside, she set to work on the offending jeans—slung low from the lack of a belt left somewhere on the bank of the lake.
    Her mouth went dry. Every touch, every caress of a finger over his skin, muscle trembled. Drowning in the need to care for him, she leaned in. Softly, she