Read Online Rescued & Ravished: An Alpha's Conquest (A Paranormal Ménage Romance) by Sophie Chevalier - Free Book Online

these fuckers hadn’t taken her gear—her compass and her flashlight and everything! Then she could orient herself in line with the notch!
    And what if that huge bear was still out here? They’d taken her bear spray, too. That thing would kill her easily.
    But she had to risk it. It was better than being trapped in this homestead and possibly murdered. Haley had been right about there being insane backwoods murderersout here.
    The night was cool and damp. She was hot and cold at once, and kept slipping on the wet ground and going down hard. Cloud scud often blocked out the moon.
    “Shit!” she hissed, falling on her ass for the umpteenth time, but this time from surprise. There was a cabin in front of her, and the squares of the windows were yellow with lantern light. Someone’s still awake!
    Scrabbling up, she stumbled into a stump. Stuck deep into the stump was a wood-axe. Without thinking, she grabbed it by the haft and pulled it out, then she plunged back into the woods.
    She ran fast and hard, desperate to get away from these people who talked about locking her up and murdering her and putting her on trial. They didn’t act like they were living in the present, and they were so suspicious of her for no good reason at—
    Boom .
    She’d run into someone. Instinct made her spring backward, even though the collision was hard; he tried to grab her, but she’d already jumped a few feet away.
    The cloud cover broke and she got a dim, silvery look at him. She didn’t recognize him. He was tall and strong and young—thirty-something, maybe—but more than that she couldn’t tell.
    “Whoa, there! You’re Harper, aren’t you?” His voice was deep and naturally dry. “I’m Hudson. Maybe you heard of me. Doing a runner, are you?”
    “Let me go,” she panted, trying to strafe him. He moved with her like a goalie blocking a shot. “Let me go!”
    “No.” The way he said it covered her with goosebumps. “I’m bringing you back and you’re going in the shed.”
    “You can try!” She raised the axe. “Try it!”
    There was a standoff. Every time she made a move to dart past him, he blocked her,\ and she had to back off. Even now, she was reluctant to actually use her weapon.
    “Come on, girl,” he growled. “Fight or give up! Choose which—”
    “Stay! The fuck! Away!” she shrieked, her knuckles whitening on the axe haft. He was trying to get closer to her.
    “Listen, there’s twenty-five hundred square miles of wilderness out there. You’ll never make it.”
    “So I should stay here and fertilize your garden?”
    He held up a big hand. “Put down the axe, Harper. Nobody’s gonna dump you in their flower bed. Don’t make me—”
    “Don’t make you what?” she seethed, anger making her brave. Now she was feeling ready to use the weapon in her hands. I’m not going to die here! “What are you gonna do?”
    Abruptly, with superhuman speed, he rushed her. She brought the blade down with full force.
    But his rush had been a feint. He dodged to the right, and the full weight of her swing went wide to the left. He got a hand on the axe shaft and held it down while his other arm went around the back of her neck in a non-lethal chokehold, crushing her to him.
    She tried to struggle, but he was full of raw, rough power and it overwhelmed her. He wrestled the axe away and flung it off under the trees. Then, after an extended tussle, he swung her up into an unwilling fireman’s hold.
    “Put me down!” she shrieked, kicking, hitting, and flailing. The last thing she wanted was to be shouldered by this psycho and carried off back to captivity.
    “Shut up!” he roared, gripping her arm and the back of her knee. “I can make this worse! You want to tangle with the bear?”
    The bear? Hell, the bear would be better than this!
    “Yes! Leave me here! I’ll take my chances with the animals!”
    “What?” He sounded disgusted and confused. She managed to get her arm free and pounded his shoulderblade