Page 17 of Saved By the Grizzly Bear

Not yet. The full moon is in two days. She’ll be ours then.

Some kids scream nearby, and Morgan jumps in my hold, pulling back.

“I should go in,” she says reluctantly, and I nod, licking the taste of her off my lips.

“I’ll see you tomorrow.”

She waves as she heads into the resort, and I head in the other exit and go to the spa. I have to pull a few strings, but I manage to get Morgan in for a full spa day tomorrow. I text her the details as I head back to the snowmobile.

Morgan: Thank you so much! You’re the best. I don’t deserve you.

Alec: You deserve the best of everything. I’m the one who doesn’t deserve you. I’ll see you tomorrow.

I hop back on my snowmobile and get back to work, but all I can think about is the talk I need to have with my mate tomorrow.

It’s time for me to lay everything out for her. She deserves to know the truth before we tie the knot.

SEVEN

Morgan

I still have one more day until my wedding, but I can’t seem to stay away from Alec. Part of it is that I can’t stand to hang around the resort, where I could run into Randolph or my parents at any moment, but there’s another part of me that craves being around Alec.

When I texted him this afternoon and asked if he wanted to grab dinner, he responded right away and invited me over. I’m supposed to meet him outside in a few minutes and finish bundling up before I sneak out of my room and over to the elevator. I can hear my parents in the room next door, and I rush by before they can stop me.

I know that my parents and Randolph are pissed at me. They made that pretty clear this morning at breakfast. I had been scolded by all of them while we ate. I had just remained silent, and soon the conversation turned to our wedding. That thought had made me lose my appetite, even though I knew that I wouldn’t be marrying Randolph. Our marriage license will be declined, and by then, I’ll already be married to Alec. I just need to make it through one more day.

The elevator stops on the ground floor, and I hurry off and out the front doors. Alec’s truck is idling right out front, and he jumps out and opens my door for me.

“Hey,” he says with a big smile, and I grin back at him.

“Hey. I missed you today,” I blurt.

I want to take the words back. I have no idea what possessed me to tell him that. I can feel my face flame in embarrassment as I scramble into his truck.

“I missed you too,” he says softly.

My eyes meet his green ones, and he smiles.

“Are you hungry? I found this recipe online. You just throw everything into a crockpot and it cooks all day. I’m feeling pretty optimistic about it,” he says as he climbs in the driver’s seat.

“I’m sure it will be great,” I tell him, and he smiles while reaching over and grabbing my hand as we take off.

I should probably be more worried about someone seeing us together, but when I’m with him, I can’t be bothered. I love how free and happy I feel when I’m around him.

We make small talk on our way to his house. He asks me about my day and I lie and say it was fine. I don’t want to tell him about this morning with my parents and Randolph. I know that it will only upset him.

We pull up to his house and he opens my door, taking my hand as we walk up to the front porch. He lets me go in first, and I moan.

“It smells amazing in here,” I tell him, and he beams with pride.

“Good. Hopefully it tastes amazing too.”

We take off our winter gear and head into the kitchen. His house is warm and I relax more the longer I’m here.

“I’m just going to make some biscuits to go with it,” he says, opening the fridge.

I’m surprised to see that the fridge is fully stocked, and I raise my eyebrows at him.

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