LOGINRoxy Delgado never expected to be stuck back in her small Alaskan hometown, especially not after carving out a promising career as a wildlife photographer for National Geographic. But when a family emergency forces her return, she finds herself sharing a roof once again with the one person she swore to avoid forever—Blake Carver, her arrogant, infuriatingly hot stepbrother and captain of the Anchorage Ice Wolves. Blake has everything: looks, charm, a killer slapshot—and a secret. As the alpha of a hidden wolf shifter pack, he keeps his dual identity on lockdown, especially from outsiders. But Roxy’s return stirs up more than just old resentment. She’s the only one who ever saw through his cocky bravado, and the only woman he's ever wanted but couldn’t have. Old wounds, unresolved tension, and animal instincts clash as Blake and Roxy are forced into close quarters and even closer secrets. When a rival pack threatens Blake’s team and his territory, Roxy’s unique skills—and heart—might be the only thing that can save them all. But will the ice between them melt, or will the fire burn everything down?
View MoreBlakeTo be honest, I feel much better than I did yesterday. Roxy is who I am worried about. She is looking pale and won’t eat a lot. I knew her using her powers to try and save me would drain her. And she is refusing to see the doctor. My father, whom I have spoken to advised me to just let her rest. He has spoken to the elders and they do not feel that Roxy will die but that she will need complete rest for at least a few weeks.Dammit, I have the game tonight and whereas I am pumped up to get back on the ice, I now don’t want to leave her side. We have gone from her saving me, to me wanting to do nothing but take care of her. Only, I don’t have her powers, I can’t make her better and it frustrates the holy shit out of me. Not even our pack doctor can do anything for her right now.“Go,” she insists as she lays on the sofa with a book on her chest. She has been pretending to read whilst I’ve been getting ready for the game. Roxy doesn’t fool me. I can see her eyes have been closed.“
RoxyHis head moves and his eyes begin to flutter open. Those long, dark lashes that surround them. I want to reach out and feel them but I don’t. I’m weak. Using my powers to get into his head have left me exhausted and drained. A chill passes through my body but I must remain strong for Blake.“Baby,” I say. “Open your eyes some more, you can do it. Come back to us.” He groans and I can only imagine the pain from the wounds that he is in. He must be agony. The doctor from the pack has patched him up and bandaged him much better than before. He has resealed some of the wounds.“Roxy,” he murmurs. “You’re here.”“Darling I am here, I will always be here by your side.” I take his hand in mine and rest the other hand on top of it. He still feels cold but nothing like he did when he was stepping into the other world. Shit, that scared the life out of me. Knowing he was questioning whether to stay in that life or to come back to this.“My game, I have to play,” he says taking me by surpri
BlakeMy body feels weird. Almost like it is floating or is that my mind. I seem to be in some kind of parallel universe. I am not in the vehicle with Roxy; I am in the forest in my wolf form. Running and running so hard that my tongue is hanging out and I am taking in as much air as I can and oxygen for my lungs.I can feel movement but when I look down, I don’t see myself in human form. What is going on? Why am I in the forest in wolf form? Where is Roxy? Where is my beautiful Luna? Pain sears through my body and in m neck.Then I remember. The fight, the battle with Alexei. Are we still fighting? Am I running away? Why can’t I figure this shit out? What the fuck is going on?My mouth tries to move but nothing comes out. I can’t even call to her. There is a woman in front of me as I stop in my tracks. She’s wearing a floor length dress, shimmering in white with long blonde hair. Is it Roxy? I try to speak and still nothing happens. I notice she wears no shoes on her feet and her toe
RoxyI am talking to Blake but he doesn’t answer. I turn my head to look at him, shock hits me like a speeding truck. It feels like a gut punch and leaves me feeling winded.“Blake. Blake.” I shove his shoulder with my hand, his head lolls to the side and the blood is coming through the stitching. Shit, he looks as white as a ghost. This doesn’t look good.“Blake, come on baby you need to wake up for me. Blake, stay with me. Please I need you. Don’t leave me now,” I say through the tears that are starting to roll down my eyes. The fight must have been too much for him and we don’t know for sure if he sustained internal injuries or not. I mean, it is possible. They fought hard and were going to continue until one of them got seriously hurt or killed.He murmurs something but it is unintelligible and I can’t make it out.I knock on the divider between us in the back, and the driver up front who has a guard sitting with him. “We need help in here, we need help in the back. Stop the vehic
BlakeA helicopter flight and a private jet flight and several hours later, we are landed in a spot near Dallas. I can’t get out of the next game and decided it was the best solution to bring Roxy with me. She has her camera and can send images and an article to her editor. That way it appears she is still working. Mostly, we are away from Alexie’s rogues who seem to want to disobey their alpha. It may be that their elders have some kind of stronger power of them. Who knows. For now, my main concern is that Roxy and I are as far away as possible.The jet has landed. I turn to Roxy on the big bed on board and see she is still out cold, fast asleep. She looks radiant and beautiful. Her skin shines with good health, the freckles across the bridge of her nose make me want to run my fingertips along them and join them together. They look like they’d form a heart. Too cute, right?I love how she is blowing little bubbles, it’s adorable and I hate to wake her but I need to. We have landed an
RoxyI watch in awe as he shifts back to his human form, no signs of distress on his face from the pain and agony it takes to shift from one form to the next. The man is incredible and I can see why he is also the best man on the ice and in the NHL right now. He is a wonder.Blake stands in front of me in the cold, and I mean freezing cold night air with his bronzed chest on display. His pectoral muscles making me salivate and the way his waist dips in, flaying to perfect hips and abs that go on for days. His abs have abs. Each cut like glass, so fine, so perfect. I want to run my fingers along each dip and groove.I try my hardest to keep my eyes above his waistline but it’s damn hard as his cock stands to attention, all firm and erect. Now I am really salivating. The things I want to do with him and experience fill my already dirty mind.“You’re making me blush the way you’re staring at me, woman,” he says with a smirk on his way-too-handsome face that should be illegal. It’s easy t












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