Page 29 of Polestar
She entertained the notion for a few seconds.Only a few.That was all she needed.
Tall, amazing hair, muscle-y in that bear-like way and smells really, really great.
Then she promptly shut that line of thought down.
Colleague.Grumpy—in a cute way.Colleague.Professional.Gentleman.Colleague.
She recalled waking in her burrito-blanket-roll, eyes opening to the image of his bare-chested form sleeping upright on an office chair.
Who does that?
That doesn’t sound much like the type of guy that gets himself banished from his clan, does it?
Ana!
She squeezed her eyes shut to control her wayward thoughts.
She was so busy self-analyzing that she missed when the topic changed.
“… when he wakes up.Otherwise, you’ll have to investigate this further,” Kane said.
“You mean go home and talk to my father?”Magnus spat the words.“You know, I might not make it that far if they have orders to kill me as soon as I cross the territorial boundary.”
“They won’t, and you know it.”
“No, they’d want to know why I was there first, then kill me.”
“So, you give them a reason that would get you in to see him.”
“Death or marriage.”
Kane raised a brow.“Explain.”
“Normally when someone is banished, that’s it.They’re dead to the clan.However, as the king’s heir and son, proof of death would be necessary, therefore my body would need to be returned.”
“And marriage?”
“Along the same lines as death.The registrar needs to record vital information in the clan histories.They must keep the information tracking the lineages.If I were to marry, this would logically lead to an heir that could return and challenge for leadership at some point, despitemyposition of banishment.”
King’s heir and son?Magnus was a polar bear prince?
Ana was dying to know why they banished Magnus from his clan.
“Okay, that’s perfect.If we can’t rouse your brother-in-law to consciousness in the next day or two, you’re going to your father to report your marriage.”
“What?”Magnus shot to his feet.
“Well, you can’t go and report your death now, can you?Marriage it is.”
He snorted, throwing his hands up.“And who am I supposed to present to him as my wife?”
Kane seemed thoughtful as she regarded him.“Not Burns.They’d smell her and know instantly she isn’t human, which would raise suspicions.That leaves Ortega.”
“What—what?”Ana popped to her feet next to Magnus.“I can’t marry Bjornson!”
“Hey, no one said anything about actually getting married,” Magnus growled.“Besides, Ortega’s too frail to even survive the trip there.”
“I’m not frail!”she objected, fists landing on her hips.
