Bearing the Black Ice (Ice Bear Shifters Book 4)
We’re here. We’re safe now. We made it through.”
    Hannah still said nothing. She just nodded, and then allowed Alan to pull her over to the bedroom and onto his king sized mattress. After so many nights of sleeping in the cave, the luxury of a soft bed and warm blankets made them feel like royalty. Alan wrapped his arms around Hannah, and within moments they were both asleep.
     
    * * *
     
    The next morning, Hannah awoke to bright sunbeams streaming through the window and directly into her eyes. After so much darkness for so long, the light was jarring. It took Hannah a few moments to gain her bearings, but once she did, a huge smile crossed her face. She looked over at the other side of the bed. It was empty now, but a slight impression remained in the mattress from where Alan’s body had been not long before. The warm smell of roasting coffee and sizzling bacon drifted into the room, and Hannah had to pinch herself to make sure she wasn’t dreaming.
    She rolled over and buried her face into the soft pillow, savoring the simple joy of the moment. She hadn’t realized how long it had been since she woke up in a proper bed, to the smell of breakfast and the sight of sunbeams. And the sound of your true love singing, she added to herself, as the sound of Alan’s deep baritone came from the kitchen.
    She knew danger still lurked in the shadows. The Blizzards would be furious over her escape, and they were determined to get Kenzie’s cub. The threat of an attack hung heavy in the air. And Hannah still had no idea where her other clan members were, or if they were even alive. But, at least, no matter what new trials and tribulations came, Hannah knew she wasn’t alone in the fight anymore. She had Alan by her side, and Neal had offered her the protection of the Northern Lights Clan. Things weren’t perfect, but they had taken a huge leap in the right direction.
    Hannah rolled out of bed and padded out to the kitchen, excited to pour herself a huge mug of coffee.
    “Morning,” she said to Alan, who had his back turned to her as he worked at the stove.
    He turned around and grinned at her. “Morning, Beautiful. I didn’t wake you, did I?”
    “No, the blinding sunlight in my eyes woke me up. Although, I’m definitely not complaining about that. I’ll never take a sunrise for granted again.”
    Alan leaned over and kissed her cheek. “There are mugs up there,” he said, pointing to a cupboard at the end of the kitchen. “Help yourself to coffee. Bacon and eggs will be ready in a few minutes.”
    Alan must have showered this morning, because any traces of dirt, sweat, and grime from their cave ordeal were gone. He had combed his dark hair neatly into place, and his violet eyes sparkled with new life. He smelled faintly of vanilla. Although he had definitely lost a few pounds over the course of their ordeal in the caverns, his physique and muscles seemed to have remained largely intact. Hannah suddenly felt self-conscious of her messy, dirty appearance. She sighed and went to grab a mug from the cupboard Alan had pointed toward. She couldn’t wait to take a shower.
    Hannah poured herself a generous helping of coffee, then took a seat at the table to wait on the rest of breakfast. As she took a small sip of the dark, hot liquid, she heard the sound of distant moaning coming from the direction of Ryker’s cabin.
    “I guess Kenzie is still in labor,” she said.
    Alan nodded. “Yeah, poor thing. I went over and checked on things about half an hour ago. This is her first cub, and Ryker told me labor and delivery is usually the longest with first time moms. She’s been in labor almost twenty-four hours now, so they’re hoping it won’t be too much longer before the baby is born.”
    “What time is it, anyways?” Hannah asked.
    Alan chuckled. “One p.m. Not exactly breakfast time, but whatever. We needed the sleep, and I needed some bacon.”
    Alan loaded two plates up with scrambled eggs and bacon, and then

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