Talon: Brothers in Arms in Alaska, #4

By Kali Hart

Macy
I never expected to see Talon again.
After the way we left things, I figured it was for the best.
Until my brother begs me to track down my ex-husband and get him to come to his wedding.
I try everything I can think of, but all my summons go ignored.
Which leaves me with only one choice: go to Alaska and drag Talon on a plane.
It doesn't matter that he doesn't want to see me.
Or that he's refusing to go to the wedding.
The old feelings—and flames—ignite immediately.
We might irritate each other, but we can't seem to keep our hands to ourselves.
The chemistry between us has always been off the charts.
I could so easily fall in love again with the man who drives me up the wall.
But I've kept a secret from Talon.
One I know he won't forgive.

Talon
Macy and I have been married and divorced twice.
After the way things ended the last time, I never expected to see her again.
I tried to move on.
Tried to find someone who made me feel even half of what I always felt with the woman who drives me wild—and completely crazy.
When Macy tracks me down in Three Rivers and tries to strong-arm me into attending her brother's wedding, I'm not happy to see her.
But the more persistent she becomes, the less I can resist the pull between us.
The chemistry is undeniably sizzling.
I could easily fall for the only woman I've ever loved—again.
But her secret might just destroy our last chance at happiness.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jackie M. Wallick
• Release date: Jun 6, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223472414

Book preview

1

MACY

"You’re absolutely sure you need him there?" I ask my brother as the Anchorage city skyline disappears in my rearview mirror. I’m lucky to have cell service this many miles away from civilization but suspect it’ll drop any second.

It’s my wedding, Macy.

I let out a loud sigh to make sure he hears it over the Bluetooth speaker in my rental car. My brother and my ex-husband were very close at one time. Not only did they grow up together, they did multiple tours overseas in the same Army unit. "I just don’t know why Talon going off the grid is my problem."

You promised.

I fight a groan and instead grip the steering wheel harder to channel all my mounting frustration. A month ago, I promised to track down Talon and make sure he got a personal invite to the wedding. I’ve tried everything I can think of to get a hold of the man. I even bribed his great aunt Wilma to give me his address. But not even certified mail has made it through.

If I didn’t know the man I’ve been married to twice so damn well, I’d be worried he was dead.

But a few phone calls around Three Rivers, Alaska ensured me that he is very much alive. Even if he’s impossible to track down.

That leaves me with only one option: drive to his remote cabin and drag his ass back with me to the airport. The wedding is this weekend, and every day I’m stuck in the dinky town of Three Rivers is one less day I’m lounging on the beaches of Maui. Fine, I finally say after several beats of tense silence. I’ll find him and ask him to get on a plane.

I need you to do more than that, Macy.

This time, I do groan out loud. Okay, fine. I’ll make sure he comes. But you owe me for this!

Love you, sis!

Bottomless Mai Tai’s are just the beginning of that favor.

Done. The call clicks off, saving my brother from a string of expletives that slip from my tongue.

The last thing I want to do is hunt down the man I was hoping never to see again. Talon Roark was my first…well, everything. My first crush, my first kiss, my first time, and my first husband. He was also my second. I left him behind, swearing he would never be my third. He deserves the one thing I can never give him.

I should’ve known my damn brother would want him at his wedding.

I listen to the radio until all the stations turn to static. I could play some music from my phone, but I don’t want the GPS to shut off. I don’t have any signal, and the directions to Talon’s cabin are squirrely and impossible to memorize.

Turning off the main highway and onto a smaller one, I take a deep breath. No matter what I feel when I first see Talon again, I can’t let it show. The first time we got married, we were eighteen. He was enlisted and stationed on the other side of the country. So he sent for me, and we got married at a courthouse just so we could be together. A year later, we realized the foolish mistake we made at such a young age and went our separate ways.

The second time… I shake away the memories.

Where’s the damn turnoff? I mutter, picking up my phone for a clue. But the GPS has clicked off because my battery is dead.