Diesel (BBW Paranormal Shapeshifter Romance) (The Grizzly Brothers Book 1) by Terra Wolf Page A
Authors: Terra Wolf
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Her body was lifted, but Sadie didn’t come to as she was carried away from the scene. Instinctively, she burrowed into the warmth of the fur that surrounded her, but her mind wasn’t ready to bring her consciousness back to the surface.
Sadie stayed passed out as they ambled across the miles of snow, before coming up on a secluded cabin nestled in the woods of the makeshift village. She didn’t wake when she was placed on the porch, nor when the sounds of bones shifting turned the bear into the large, silent man who carried her into his home and placed her on his king-sized bed, covering her reverently as he warred against the confusing emotions her presence filled him with.
Feeling safe, warm, and subconsciously relieved, Sadie snuggled into the comfy pillow and let the comforter envelope her, as she drifted deeper into sleep.
A few hours later, Sadie blinked rapidly as she tried to pull herself out of the haze of sleep and into her strange surroundings. It took her a moment to realize that she was in a bed in a strange room, and not still out on the road she’d been traveling.
Sitting up cautiously, Sadie looked around the room, hoping for some indication as to where she was. The room was sparse, with only a dresser, nightstand, and the bed. No decoration adorned the walls or filled the space. There were three closed doors, which Sadie assumed led to a closet, maybe a bathroom, and to the outside of the room.
She threw the covers off of her body, and braced against the cold of the room, as she noted that she was still dressed as she’d been on the road, complete with boots and over-sized coat.
That’s a good sign , she thought, at least I wasn’t picked up by someone with ill intentions .
Feeling a little more comfortable with the assumption that if whoever had rescued her wanted to harm her, they would have done so when she was incapacitated, Sadie got out of bed with the intention of finding her way out of the bedroom.
Before she could get two steps in, the door closest to her swung open, filled with the largest, most intimidating, yet sexiest man Sadie had ever seen in her life.
Two
Diesel
H e couldn’t speak . Didn’t know what to say to the petite, blonde woman with curves that were obviously generous, even in the large fur-lined coat she wore. So, Diesel grunted.
“Um, hello,” the beauty before him began. “I’m Sadie. Did you bring me here?”
Diesel nodded, suddenly feeling too large for his own bedroom. He’d never seen anyone so delicate, and when he’d lifted her, it had been as easy as lifting salmon from the stream.
“Thank you,” the blonde said, taking one step toward him, before thinking better of it and stopping in her tracks. “Ah, what’s your name?”
“Diesel,” he said, his voice gravely from underuse. He cleared his throat, then stood there like an idiot, just staring at her, unsure what to do with his hands.
“Thanks, Diesel,” Sadie said again, her head turning from side to side as she looked around the room. “Um, do you have a restroom?”
It took Diesel a moment to get what she meant, then he remembered a human his brother, Hunter, had dated, and some of her odd sayings came back to him. He lifted his hand and gestured to the door on his right, then spun on his heel and left the room, figuring she’d need some privacy.
Once in the kitchen, Diesel started the coffee. He might have been what his brothers called a hermit, but he knew enough about entertaining others to know that coffee was often a desired beverage, especially during Alaskan winters.
He knew when she was finished in the bathroom and had begun to quietly make her way through his cabin toward his kitchen. Still, he waited until she cleared her throat daintily before turning.
“Coffee,” Diesel said, thrusting a steaming mug at her.
Sadie blinked prettily, then took the offered cup and sat at his makeshift dining room table. It was actually a large cut of wood from a Sitka Spruce
Her body was lifted, but Sadie didn’t come to as she was carried away from the scene. Instinctively, she burrowed into the warmth of the fur that surrounded her, but her mind wasn’t ready to bring her consciousness back to the surface.
Sadie stayed passed out as they ambled across the miles of snow, before coming up on a secluded cabin nestled in the woods of the makeshift village. She didn’t wake when she was placed on the porch, nor when the sounds of bones shifting turned the bear into the large, silent man who carried her into his home and placed her on his king-sized bed, covering her reverently as he warred against the confusing emotions her presence filled him with.
Feeling safe, warm, and subconsciously relieved, Sadie snuggled into the comfy pillow and let the comforter envelope her, as she drifted deeper into sleep.
A few hours later, Sadie blinked rapidly as she tried to pull herself out of the haze of sleep and into her strange surroundings. It took her a moment to realize that she was in a bed in a strange room, and not still out on the road she’d been traveling.
Sitting up cautiously, Sadie looked around the room, hoping for some indication as to where she was. The room was sparse, with only a dresser, nightstand, and the bed. No decoration adorned the walls or filled the space. There were three closed doors, which Sadie assumed led to a closet, maybe a bathroom, and to the outside of the room.
She threw the covers off of her body, and braced against the cold of the room, as she noted that she was still dressed as she’d been on the road, complete with boots and over-sized coat.
That’s a good sign , she thought, at least I wasn’t picked up by someone with ill intentions .
Feeling a little more comfortable with the assumption that if whoever had rescued her wanted to harm her, they would have done so when she was incapacitated, Sadie got out of bed with the intention of finding her way out of the bedroom.
Before she could get two steps in, the door closest to her swung open, filled with the largest, most intimidating, yet sexiest man Sadie had ever seen in her life.
Two
Diesel
H e couldn’t speak . Didn’t know what to say to the petite, blonde woman with curves that were obviously generous, even in the large fur-lined coat she wore. So, Diesel grunted.
“Um, hello,” the beauty before him began. “I’m Sadie. Did you bring me here?”
Diesel nodded, suddenly feeling too large for his own bedroom. He’d never seen anyone so delicate, and when he’d lifted her, it had been as easy as lifting salmon from the stream.
“Thank you,” the blonde said, taking one step toward him, before thinking better of it and stopping in her tracks. “Ah, what’s your name?”
“Diesel,” he said, his voice gravely from underuse. He cleared his throat, then stood there like an idiot, just staring at her, unsure what to do with his hands.
“Thanks, Diesel,” Sadie said again, her head turning from side to side as she looked around the room. “Um, do you have a restroom?”
It took Diesel a moment to get what she meant, then he remembered a human his brother, Hunter, had dated, and some of her odd sayings came back to him. He lifted his hand and gestured to the door on his right, then spun on his heel and left the room, figuring she’d need some privacy.
Once in the kitchen, Diesel started the coffee. He might have been what his brothers called a hermit, but he knew enough about entertaining others to know that coffee was often a desired beverage, especially during Alaskan winters.
He knew when she was finished in the bathroom and had begun to quietly make her way through his cabin toward his kitchen. Still, he waited until she cleared her throat daintily before turning.
“Coffee,” Diesel said, thrusting a steaming mug at her.
Sadie blinked prettily, then took the offered cup and sat at his makeshift dining room table. It was actually a large cut of wood from a Sitka Spruce
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