Frozen Vengeance by Evi Asher Read Free Book Online

contently in a corner of his mind unaffected by Colt’s fury.
    That was not only strange, it was impossible. The polar bear that resided in Colt’s body with him was far more aggressive than he was, and when Colt’s temper took over, the bear would fight for release. Not mostly—every single time.
    There was no evident answer for his inners beast’s peaceful demeanor, but at least the question had brought Colt some calm.
    He turned and left the room. Geli wasn’t on the landing anymore. He could smell the cooking fish and it drew him back down the stairs to the living room.
    Geli sat next to the fire, with her back to the stairs, her almost coal black hair curling down, and over the curve of one hip. He felt his breath catch and gave himself a mental shake.
    “Are you cold?” He tried to keep his anger in check, but she still turned her face up to him with those large, fear-filled blue eyes.
    “I don’t think I’ve been warm since you brought me here,” she muttered and her shoulders drawn back.
    Good, she was exhibiting some of the spirit he’d seen earlier. That pleased him.
    Colt scowled. Why should he care if she had spirit or not. He decided to change the subject before he lost his temper again. Ironic, because he was not usually quick to anger
    “Why were you asking about ghosts?”
    Angelica had a short inner debate about whether or not to tell Colt about her ghostly visitor, and then nixed the idea. He’d probably find some reason to make it her fault and scream at her again and didn’t know if she could take it.
    “I was curious,” she muttered.
    He raised an eyebrow. “Curious or scared?”
    She turned back to look at their meal. “The fish smells cooked.”
    Colt stepped over to the fire and Angelica scraped her chair back so fast that she felt the back legs snap under the pressure. She didn’t have a chance to scream before she landed on her back staring up at the ceiling. There was a moment of shocked silence, then she smiled, her smile turning into a laugh, and before Angelica knew it, she was laughing so hard, she couldn’t get up.
    A big hand reached down and Angelica grasped it, letting Colt pull her to her feet.
    “The laughter is shock, or do you think landing on your ass is that funny?”
    Angelica reached up to wipe a tear away from her eye. “A little of both, maybe. The fish is burning.”
    Colt spun so fast, he was a blur to Angelica’s eyes as he yanked the grate off the flames, then dropped it with a curse, shaking his hand to ease the burn.
    Angelica leaned down and scooped the hot grate off the floor, then using the sleeve of her robes, she wiped down a side table, taking off the worst of the dust before putting the fish down on it. “Dinner is served.”
    “So, you are immune to any form of heat or flame?” he asked as he reached for a fish, broke it, and handed a piece to Angelica.
    “Most,” she admitted. She was not going to lay out all her strengths and weaknesses to the enemy, yet she had to face it. This gorgeous man was the enemy—he had made that clear.
    Both of their heads jerked up when the distinctive howl of a wolf cut the air outside, above the screaming of the rising wind.
    “That’s a wolf.”
    Colt gave her a look that said, duh.
    “A wild wolf.”
    Colt seemed to be finding her trepidation amusing. “This is Alaska, so you don’t
    get tame wolves.”
    She scowled at him. “Will they come in here?”
    Colt shook his head taking a bite of his fish.
    “Fair enough.” Angelica decided to follow his lead. If Colt wasn’t worried, then she wouldn’t be either.
     
    They had long since finished eating and Colt was resting with his back against the wall, his long legs stretched out in front of him, one knee pulled up. His forearm rested on his knee. He was watching Geli as she sat as close as she could to the fire. He had a feeling that she would get into the blaze if she had a choice.
    He could see her shiver occasionally, and he was annoyed to