I calculated the odds of surviving the freezing river. I didn't calculate him.

Samantha Osgood built a life on cold, hard logic, surviving betrayal by trusting no one but herself. But when a freak atmospheric tear drops her from a familiar hiking trail into a sub-zero, primordial forest, her actuarial survival odds plummet to zero. Freezing, hunted, and entirely alone, she prepares for the end.

Then the apex predator arrives.

Bram is a seven-foot-tall mountain of corded muscle, thick umber fur, and lethal claws. He doesn't just snap the spine of the beast hunting her; he claims her. He pulls her from the icy rapids and locks her inside a massive, impenetrable lodge, driven by a primal, obsessive need to hoard, protect, and provide.

Trapped in the suffocating heat of his perfectly engineered den, Samantha's fierce independence violently clashes with Bram's overwhelming possessiveness. She refuses to be a captive pet; he refuses to let her risk the lethal cold.

But as a catastrophic winter storm bears down on the hollow, threatening to destroy the very foundation of Bram's territory, the psychological walls between them begin to fracture. The physical tension in the tiny space is boiling over, and to survive the ice, Samantha must do the one thing that terrifies her more than death: completely surrender.

And Bram must learn that to truly keep her, he might have to destroy his perfect cage.

Author's Note: The Lodge is a standalone sci-fi/monster romance featuring extreme survival themes, forced proximity, an overprotective/possessive hero, and explicit open-door intimacy. Intended for mature readers.