The only thing more dangerous than the men hunting me is the man protecting me.

 

Raine

I wasn’t supposed to end up on his mountain.

I wasn’t supposed to end up in his bed, either.

But life has a way of rewriting every plan I thought I had.

 

When I’m sent into hiding in the Wilder Mountains after witnessing something I shouldn’t, the last place I expect to end up is on the doorstep of Holt Wilder—my brother’s ex-military, brooding, drop-dead-rugged best friend.

 

Holt doesn’t want me here.

He doesn’t want anyone here.

But he lets me in, he gives me his bed, and he looks at me like he’ll kill anyone who tries to touch me.

 

I should be scared of the men hunting me.

Instead, I’m terrified of what happens when this ends, and I have to leave him behind.

 

Holt

She thinks she’s here because I owe her brother.

She thinks I’m protecting her out of duty.

 

She couldn't be more wrong.

 

I want her.

I hunger for her.

And I’ll bleed for her without blinking.

 

When danger finds us, I’ll put myself between her and every bullet.

Because Raine Mason isn’t my job—

She’s mine.

 

And she’s not leaving this mountain unless I’m in her bed and at her side.