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Saved by her Bear (Black Ridge Bears #3)(6)
Author: Felicity Heaton

Making a break for it?

Knox moved to intercept her and froze at the same time as she did as Karl spoke.

“Where are you going?”

Skye looked over her shoulder at him. Knox glanced at him too. He had pushed the hood of his black coat back, revealing mousy hair a shade closer to brown than Knox’s own blond hair, and his grey eyes were narrowed on her in a look that Knox could only call suspicious.

“Come back. We need to keep moving.” Karl held his hand out to her.

Skye looked at it and then lifted her gaze to his face. “I just need to pee. The cold always does this to me.”

Karl didn’t look as if he believed her, but he nodded and waved her away. She was quick to hurry into the bushes, glancing back over her shoulder from time to time. Knox kept low and moved towards her, coming up with a plan.

It was basic as plans went.

Grab Skye. Run for it.

He eyed her. She hadn’t changed a bit in the last two years, was still lean but not skinny, and he bet the thick layers of protective clothing were concealing a body that had been honed by years of hard work and growing up with an adventurous spirit. The toned muscles added to her weight, but not by enough that she wouldn’t be as light as a feather in his arms. He could easily run with her tucked against him.

She ducked behind one of the taller pines, using the thick trunk as cover.

Only she didn’t relieve herself.

She glanced around the tree at the males and then reached into her pocket, pulling out a phone. He moved closer to her, easing through the bushes until he was only fifty feet from her and could clearly see her face.

She glared at the screen, the hope that had been in her eyes fading. “Shit. No signal.”

She glanced around, looking as if she was going to risk trying a different spot, and he inched forwards, a need to go to her surging through him. Now was his chance. He went to stand. Ducked back down again as Wade rounded the tree behind Skye.

The male’s dark eyes flashed with something akin to anger as she quickly pocketed her phone, his gaze dropping to her hand as she pulled it out of her jacket.

“What are you up to?” His dark eyebrows knitted hard as he lifted his eyes back to her face.

“Nothing.” She flinched at her own lie and the male grabbed her wrist and hauled her to him.

Knox growled as the male manhandled her, as she tried to break free of his grip, shoving at his chest and twisting her wrist. His bear side roared at him to protect her, that this was still the chance he had been waiting for, and that if he didn’t do something now, Skye was going to end up hurt. He had to protect her.

She needed him.

He broke cover, keeping low as he closed the distance between him and Wade, and growled as Karl walked into view, heading at speed for Wade and Skye.

“What’s going on?” Karl’s fingers flexed around the grip of a black handgun.

The sight of the weapon had Knox freezing on the spot and rethinking his plan, because if he launched at the males right now, there was a chance Skye could be shot, and that was a risk he wasn’t willing to take. He fought the instincts surging inside him, demanding he obey them, and eased back, keeping a watchful eye on Skye.

“She was up to something out here.” Wade yanked her wrist higher, pulling her arm away from her jacket, and reached into her pocket. His eyes darkened further as he pulled out the phone.

He tossed it to Karl.

Karl turned a black look on her. “Who were you calling?”

Skye struck Wade in the chest, finally managing to break free of him, and breathed hard as she rubbed her wrist through her jacket. She turned on Karl, a scowl pinching her features.

“I was calling the bar. I forgot to arrange cover for my hours tonight and someone needs to open it up. It’s my business. I can’t just let it sit there closed.”

Karl stepped up to her as he pocketed her phone. “I need you to focus on the job I’m paying you for right now.”

She swallowed and nodded, the fire that had been in her eyes fading swiftly as Karl loomed over her, his grey eyes as dark as thunderclouds. “There’s no signal anyway.”

Karl looked pleased to hear that as he took hold of her arm and turned with her, tugging her back towards the others. Wade lingered, firmly gripping his assault rifle as his dark eyes scanned the forest. Knox remained still as the male’s gaze passed over him, resisting the urge to break cover and launch at him. He couldn’t risk it.

He was no good to Skye dead.

Karl grabbed her pack and shoved it at her, and she meekly took it and slipped her arms into the straps.

“We’re moving out,” Karl snapped at Patrick and the youngest male, and both jolted to their feet, instantly obeying him.

Wade finally pivoted towards Karl and the others and walked back to them.

Knox moved back to a safe distance, his gaze fixed on Skye, silently vowing that when the timing was right, he was going to get her away from these males. He was going to save her. He wouldn’t let anything happen to her. His chest constricted as she rubbed at her wrist, her eyes on it, and he could scent her fear.

He kept pace with her, aching with a need to go to her, to take away her fear and her hurt and make everything better. He couldn’t. Not yet. She had to endure a little longer. He would get her away from the males. He would.

She sighed and let go of her wrist. She pulled her hood up as she lifted her head and focused on the path ahead of her. His brave Skye. He knew how scared she had to be because he was scared too. He was terrified something would happen to her.

She had a power over him, was the only one in this world who could make him afraid in the way she could. He worried about a thousand things, mostly involving Lowe and his pride, but no one made him feel all-out fear like she did.

He gazed at her from time to time as he moved silently through the trees, his thoughts drifting back to her little bar and the first time he had seen her. He had only stopped for a drink to warm himself up before he headed back to the Ridge from a supply run, but the moment he had walked into The Spirit Moose and set eyes on Skye, he had been done for.

She had bewitched him over a glass of whiskey and he had ended up spending the whole evening propping up her bar, staring at her and talking to her whenever the chance arose.

And he had gone back the next night.

And then a week later.

Every time he had gone to town for supplies, he had ended up at her bar.

And then a few too many whiskeys had led to one of the best nights of his life, and, gods, he still felt like a dick about how he had handled things.

But he had panicked.

He had left in the dead of night without a word.

Scared by what he had discovered and sure he was wrong, sure time apart from her would prove that.

He gazed down the slope at her, catching glimpses of her through the trees that tormented him, were never long enough to satisfy his need to see her beautiful face.

The only thing he had proved was that he was a dick.

Because he felt the same thing now as he had that night when he had held her in his arms after making love with her.

Skye was his fated mate.

 

 

Chapter 4

 

 

Skye tried to breathe evenly as she focused on the path, attempting to shake the adrenaline that had her limbs trembling and heart thundering so hard that it panicked her too. She listened to the men behind her, deeply aware of their guns now and how easily this thing could go south. She was going to wind up dead.

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