Detective Bear (Bear Shifter Paranormal Romance) (Bear Patrol Book 2) Read Online Free
Author: Scarlett Grove
complete and utter astonishment, he had been matched with a human woman on Mate.com.
He stood in the hallway with his feet grounded in place. He stared at the screen, seeing a beautiful young woman with curly black hair and dark copper skin.
She was wearing a camo headband, had a crossbow slung over her shoulder and a pheasant in her hand. She had a spunky gleam in her eye and a warm, friendly smile. Her shapely legs were hot as hell in the cut off jean shorts she wore under her form-fitting black tank top.
Holy hell. How had he been mated with a woman like her? Being from rural Alaska himself, Gauge had a sweet spot for country girls. Her name was Lola, and she was the prettiest thing he'd ever seen in his life.
Finally, uprooting his feet from the floor, he made his way into the bedroom and sat on the side of the bed, still dumbfounded.
Why did he suddenly have a mate now? He'd signed up for Mate.com two years ago when the website had first come out. Now, when he was about to engage in his most important case ever, she just appeared out of nowhere.
He growled angrily and set his phone down on his nightstand, already feeling too distracted by the knowledge of her existence. Lola Lockheart was everything he'd ever wanted in a woman. Strong and warm and beautiful.
His bear roared inside his mind, insisting that he text her right now. How could he possibly start a romance? He had to meet Stonewall666 in the morning with fifty pounds of cold medicine slated for crystal production.
Now was not a good time. He flipped off the light next to his bed and lay down, groaning loudly. His polar bear reared up on its back legs inside his mind, letting out a tortured roar.
Gauge pressed his palms into his closed eyelids and gritted his teeth. His investigation was going to be compromised if his bear was acting crazy. Gauge had to concentrate on the case.
The next morning, Gauge picked up his phone while his head was still on the pillow. He opened the photograph of Lola on the Mate.com app, and gazed into her lovely cocoa colored eyes. His bear moaned at the back of his mind. He had to text her.
“Lola, please wait for me,” was all he typed.
He pressed send and got up to start his day. After showering and dressing in hiking gear, he answered a call from Rollo. He told Gauge the Portland's PD detective dropped off the cold medicine in a garbage can in a rarely used local park.
Gauge left the house and found the bag of cold medicine without any problems. Once he had it he went home and contacted Stonewall666 on the deep web.
"I have the cold medicine," Gauge typed out. In a private message to Stonewall666.
"Good. Come to the Cedar Crest Trail at noon and be prepared for a long hike."
Gauge agreed to meet Stonewall666 at noon and closed his deep web browser. He already had a feeling that the gang’s camp was somewhere way out in the furthest reaches of the Fate Mountain wilderness.
He already had a pack prepared and waiting. Gauge dressed in hiking gear, slung his pack over his shoulder, and hurried out the front door.
He couldn't drive his own car up the mountain. Instead, he walked out to the highway and put out his thumb. Considering he was a shaggy looking bearded man with a backpack, he had a bit of a hard time finding a ride.
After about half an hour of walking up the highway, a bunch of locals in a truck stopped in front of him, just as the heat of the noon day sun was starting to get to him.
"Where are you headed?" the man on the passenger side asked.
"I'm headed up to the Cedar Crest Trail," Gauge said.
"Hop in the back and we’ll give you a ride," the man said.
"Thank you," Gauge said.
Gauge climbed into the back of the truck and took a seat next to the wheel hub. The guys in the pickup dropped him off at the Cedar Crest Trail, and Gauge thanked them one more time before they drove away.
Gauge hefted his backpack onto his back and lifted his bag of cold medicine tablets with his other hand. He made his
He stood in the hallway with his feet grounded in place. He stared at the screen, seeing a beautiful young woman with curly black hair and dark copper skin.
She was wearing a camo headband, had a crossbow slung over her shoulder and a pheasant in her hand. She had a spunky gleam in her eye and a warm, friendly smile. Her shapely legs were hot as hell in the cut off jean shorts she wore under her form-fitting black tank top.
Holy hell. How had he been mated with a woman like her? Being from rural Alaska himself, Gauge had a sweet spot for country girls. Her name was Lola, and she was the prettiest thing he'd ever seen in his life.
Finally, uprooting his feet from the floor, he made his way into the bedroom and sat on the side of the bed, still dumbfounded.
Why did he suddenly have a mate now? He'd signed up for Mate.com two years ago when the website had first come out. Now, when he was about to engage in his most important case ever, she just appeared out of nowhere.
He growled angrily and set his phone down on his nightstand, already feeling too distracted by the knowledge of her existence. Lola Lockheart was everything he'd ever wanted in a woman. Strong and warm and beautiful.
His bear roared inside his mind, insisting that he text her right now. How could he possibly start a romance? He had to meet Stonewall666 in the morning with fifty pounds of cold medicine slated for crystal production.
Now was not a good time. He flipped off the light next to his bed and lay down, groaning loudly. His polar bear reared up on its back legs inside his mind, letting out a tortured roar.
Gauge pressed his palms into his closed eyelids and gritted his teeth. His investigation was going to be compromised if his bear was acting crazy. Gauge had to concentrate on the case.
The next morning, Gauge picked up his phone while his head was still on the pillow. He opened the photograph of Lola on the Mate.com app, and gazed into her lovely cocoa colored eyes. His bear moaned at the back of his mind. He had to text her.
“Lola, please wait for me,” was all he typed.
He pressed send and got up to start his day. After showering and dressing in hiking gear, he answered a call from Rollo. He told Gauge the Portland's PD detective dropped off the cold medicine in a garbage can in a rarely used local park.
Gauge left the house and found the bag of cold medicine without any problems. Once he had it he went home and contacted Stonewall666 on the deep web.
"I have the cold medicine," Gauge typed out. In a private message to Stonewall666.
"Good. Come to the Cedar Crest Trail at noon and be prepared for a long hike."
Gauge agreed to meet Stonewall666 at noon and closed his deep web browser. He already had a feeling that the gang’s camp was somewhere way out in the furthest reaches of the Fate Mountain wilderness.
He already had a pack prepared and waiting. Gauge dressed in hiking gear, slung his pack over his shoulder, and hurried out the front door.
He couldn't drive his own car up the mountain. Instead, he walked out to the highway and put out his thumb. Considering he was a shaggy looking bearded man with a backpack, he had a bit of a hard time finding a ride.
After about half an hour of walking up the highway, a bunch of locals in a truck stopped in front of him, just as the heat of the noon day sun was starting to get to him.
"Where are you headed?" the man on the passenger side asked.
"I'm headed up to the Cedar Crest Trail," Gauge said.
"Hop in the back and we’ll give you a ride," the man said.
"Thank you," Gauge said.
Gauge climbed into the back of the truck and took a seat next to the wheel hub. The guys in the pickup dropped him off at the Cedar Crest Trail, and Gauge thanked them one more time before they drove away.
Gauge hefted his backpack onto his back and lifted his bag of cold medicine tablets with his other hand. He made his
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