Kodiak Moment: An Alpha Werebear Paranormal Shifter Romance (The Arcadia Knights Book 2) by Olivia Gayle

eye to creep barely open, just enough to watch her move through the room. She carefully picked up the camera she’d left on the dining table, then made her way to the front door. One side of his mouth tipped up when he heard her muffled curse at the squeaky hinges, but she paused before leaving.
    The night air snaked into the cabin, slowly dropping the interior temperature. On the couch across from him, Meredith stirred, pulling the blanket up over her face but otherwise not waking any further. His mate’s eyes moved to the woman, then back onto Logan. He watched her in the doorway, saw the conflict on her face and the confusion that conflict incited. Then she broke away her gaze, closing the door quietly before he heard her shuffle down the steps.
    He stayed on his blankets for several more minutes, watching outside as the sky began to brighten ever so slightly. None of this was unexpected; his mate had, without realizing it, telegraphed her intentions earlier the previous day. Logan was neither disappointed nor annoyed by her decision, it just meant he’d be leaving the cabin sooner than he’d initially planned.
    Logan gave her a head start of a few minutes, counting each second as it ticked on the wall clock. Then he stood up and, moving so silently he couldn’t even hear his own footsteps, picked up his jacket hanging beside the front door. This time, it didn’t squeak when it opened and he slipped out, moving swiftly down the steps and following after his wayward mate.

Chapter 8
    T hree days later , Abby was desperate for the solace of that tiny backwoods cabin. Since finding that bear and disappearing off that road, her life had gone viral.
    “How does it feel to be a local celebrity?”
    Abby groaned at the question and banged her head back against the wall. Twice.
    Andrew winced. “It would be ironic for you to escape a bear attack, only to die of self-induced head trauma.”
    “Eat shit, bro.”
    “Ooh, somebody’s cranky today. Getting a little Vitamin D deficient there, sis?”
    She glanced at the light streaming in through the window, then glared at her brother. He threw up his hands in surrender, giving her a cocky grin. “Hey, it’s totally a thing up here.”
    They were back at the local sheriff’s building, checking again on the status of her sidecar. After all her traveling recently, three days stuck in the same dinky hotel room was enough to drive her bonkers. “Maybe in winter, dumbass.” She glanced down the hallway, looking for the familiar face of the deputy who had been helping her with the bike’s impound, but still nothing. Her nose told Abby that he was still inside the building, but she couldn’t locate him without getting up and looking. Maybe it was for the best because, her brother aside, she could use a few moments of silence.
    The past few days had been a trial-by-fire in learning how to keep her feelings in check. Emotionally, she ran hot twenty-four-seven, and after three days of it she was worn out. Abby had always been proud of her self-control and self-reliance, but lately it seemed every little thing set her off.
    Too bad her little brother didn’t seem inclined to let up on his pestering. She took a deep breath and tried to ignore him as he continued. “Anyway, mom and dad told me to stick to you like glue, so that’s what I’m going to do. If it means I have to see some Alaskan frontier, then I’ll just have to deal.”
    One corner of Abby’s mouth tipped up ever so slightly. “It’s not all Discovery Channel up here, you know.”
    “Ooh, maybe we can try to see Dutch Harbor, and I can get on one of those fishing boats for a season! I’d make a great greenhorn for a crabber ship. I’ve got an iron stomach, nothing can make me throw up, even the Bering Sea.” He winked. “Plus I’ve got a total dude-crush on Edgar Hansen."
    Abby gave a surprised laugh at that statement and just stared at her brother’s innocent expression. “’Dude-crush'," she echoed,