Unleashed by her Bear: Black Ridge Bears Series Book 4 by Felicity Heaton

Author:Felicity Heaton [Heaton, Felicity]
Language: eng
Format: epub

Chapter 12

Rune kept his focus on the trees that surrounded him, on the mountains that peeked through the green canopy from time to time, and on the flashes of blue sky. Anything to stop himself from shifting his senses to Callie. He didn’t want to be aware of her, even when some part of him was—some deep, buried part of him where he wasn’t quite master.

A part of him that had coaxed him into talking to her, into opening up a little to someone for once, all in some noble desire to show her that she wasn’t alone and that he was more than capable of protecting her.

Only now he felt as if he had ripped open his ribcage and exposed his heart to her, and he didn’t like it.

He stared at the trees. The mountains. The sky. Seeking calm in them, peace that eluded him as his mind constantly worked, churning as it ran over the things he had told her, as it broke down every reaction he had sensed and seen in Callie and studied it in detail, despite his best efforts to let it all roll off his back.

The feel of her eyes on his nape had him growling over his shoulder at her, warning her to stop looking at him. She scowled at him, a flicker of hurt in her eyes, and he cursed himself. He didn’t mean to be angry with her, but he couldn’t help it. Opening up to her had made him feel weak and the way she had looked at him, had spoken with that damned note of pity in her soft voice, had raised his hackles. Now he couldn’t shake the urge to lash out at her, to blame her for everything, when she had done nothing wrong.

Rune scrubbed a hand down his face.

He was tired, moody about that too. He should have taken a moment to prepare before they had left Black Ridge. Instead, he had left home without any provisions or form of shelter, and the day was wearing on. Night at this time of year was still cold, hit figures low enough that sometimes it snowed up in the mountains. Sometimes it snowed a lot lower than the peaks too.

“How much further is it?” Callie grumbled.

Rune didn’t want to tell her, because if he did, she was going to be mad at him.

He scanned the sky as he reached a point where the trees ended and the dirt became rock, charted the position of the sun and calculated how far they were from the White Wolf pack.

“A while,” he muttered, because it was better than admitting it was still hours of hiking before they reached the wolves, and he had the feeling it would be dark before they made it there.

She sighed and he stopped and looked at her, a startling feeling rolling through him—concern. He took a good look at her, saw in the tight lines of her face that she was tired and her ankle was hurting, but she didn’t mention it.

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