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white wine from the fridge and placed it on the counter and pushed the valve open until both cups were full.
    "You don't know how to use a remote?"
    She looked up and found him holding it up in her direction. Why did that sound so shocking? Did no one else find these things confusing?
    "It's a lot of buttons."
    He looked down at the piece of plastic in his hand and then back at her, a funny look crossing his face. He then placed it down on top of the television and walked over to her.
    Relieved that conversation had ended, she handed him the cup of wine. Except like the remote, he looked at the cup and back at her again like he didn't understand what was happening.
    Good. That made two of them. She took a sip of wine that ended up being three gulps because she was so damned nervous. She needed to relax.
    Yes, the bear whispered in her head. Relax and let the man take care of you. It's what we need.
    Lily choked on her drink, making some of it go down the wrong pipe. When she erupted in a fit of coughing that burned her throat, Greer took the cup and led her to the couch.
    "Sit. I think it's time to tell me about Alaska."

6
    G reer had to tamp down the rage building inside him at the thought of his Lily living in a place like this or maybe worse if what he suspected about her home in Alaska was true.
    That's right, he admitted to himself. His. Whether he understood it or not, one Ms. Lily Hale had become his somewhere in the last twelve hours. Maybe from the moment he laid eyes on her. Crazy outfit and strange behaviors and all.
    So what if his mate was quirky? It was kind of adorable. The wolf rumbled his approval. Finally on the same page as his inner animal, it was time to get to the bottom of this woman's problems. It sounded like she had a safety issue and if he was going to make sure nothing ever happened to her he needed to know everything.
    "There's not that much to tell."
    He doubted that. She lived in this shitty apartment and drank wine from a box like it was the most normal thing in the world. That led him to believe it was a step up from her previous life.
    "Spill it, babe. I can't protect you if I don't know what's going on."
    "I don't need you to protect me." She took several steps away from him and it took all of his willpower not to stop her.
    Kid gloves. He needed to use them. Skittish was an understatement.
    "Why would someone be looking for you? Are you in some kind of trouble?"
    She compressed her lips into a thin line, making it obvious she didn't want to talk.
    "I'm not here to judge you. Whatever it is, no matter how bad it is, I'm still going to protect you."
    "You're not going to let this go until I tell you something, are you?"
    His head nearly exploded with the frustration burning inside him. "Not just something, babe. The truth and every ounce of it."
    "You're exhausting," she said.
    Greer felt the tips of his lips curve up in a slight smile as some of the tension inside him eased. "I'm persistent."
    "If you want me to talk you shouldn't have taken away my wine."
    He bit his lip to contain the bark of laughter that took him by surprise. "Ask and you shall receive." He walked over to the box of wine on the counter and refilled her cup, making a mental note to buy wine glasses and some wine that did not come in a box before she moved in.
    Whoa. He stopped cold. One day of shenanigans and he was already making plans for her to live with him? Pausing for a moment he began to realize that made perfect sense.
    He was already wrapping his head around the mate thing and there was no way he wanted to leave if there was a chance at reciprocation. Plus, what better way to protect her than to keep her as close as possible?
    In his house and hopefully in his bed not long after that. He smiled into his shoulder and then turned to reface her.
    "Here you go, babe. Your box wine."
    Her lip curled at him and he got a glimpse of fang as her bear made its presence known. Good. He wanted to get to know the bear better