Against the Wild (Brodies Of Alaska Series #1)

Against the Wild (Brodies Of Alaska Series #1)

by Kat Martin

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"I love her books." --Linda Lael Miller

"Gloriously suspenseful. . .magnificent reading. . .Martin is superb." --RT Book Reviews

Where the men are as bold and untamed as America's last wilderness

It's been three years since Lane Bishop tragically lost her fiancé, and she's finally ready to risk her heart on someone else. The hot look in Dylan Brodie's eyes says he's going to be that man.

But when Lane flies to the remote 1930's fishing lodge to help him renovate, she discovers a little girl who won't speak, eerie legends and strange sounds in the night. And when she investigates the history of the lodge, she uncovers a legacy of injustice and murder.

As danger stalks his daughter and the woman he is coming to love, Dylan must risk everything to uncover the shocking truth.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781420133820
Publisher: Kensington
Publication date: 05/27/2014
Series: Brodies Of Alaska Series , #1
Edition description: Reissue
Pages: 368
Sales rank: 152,302
Product dimensions: 6.50(w) x 4.10(h) x 1.10(d)
Age Range: 18 Years

About the Author

Kat Martin is the New York Times bestselling author of sixty-five books across multiple genres. Sixteen million copies are in print and she has been published in twenty-one foreign countries, including Japan, France, Argentina, Greece, China, and Spain. Her books have been nominated for the prestigious RITA award and won both the Lifetime Achievement and Reviewer's Choice Awards from RT Book Reviews.
A resident of Missoula, Montana, Kat is a graduate of the University of California at Santa Barbara, where she majored in Anthropology and also studied History. She and her author husband, L.J. Martin, spend their winters in Ventura, California Visit Kat at Or join her Facebook page. (

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Against the Wild

By Kat Martin


Copyright © 2014 Kat Martin
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-4201-3383-7


The low moaning of the wind awakened him. The old fishing lodge, constructed in the thirties, was built of hand-hewn logs, the chinking between them worn by time and weather, leaving spaces for the air to blow through. An eerie keening echoed inside the house, a chilling sound that sent shivers down Dylan's spine.

Just the wind, he reminded himself. Nothing to do with stories of ghosts and hauntings. Just an inconvenience, nothing more.

Still, he had Emily to think of. Dylan Brodie swung his long legs to the side of the bed, shrugged into his heavy flannel robe, and padded barefoot down the hall toward his daughter's bedroom.

The lodge he'd purchased earlier in the spring was big and sprawling, two stories high, with a separate family wing for the owner, another for the prestigious guests it had once hosted, back in its heyday in the thirties. The living room was big and open, exposing fourteen-inch logs in the ceiling. A massive river-rock fireplace climbed one wall; a second, smaller version warmed the sitting room in the master suite.

Dylan had fallen in love with the place the moment he had seen it, perched on Eagle Bay like a guardian of the two hundred forested acres around it.

Old legends be damned. He didn't believe in ghosts or any of the Indian myths he had heard. He'd waited years to find the perfect spot for his guided fishing and family vacation business, and this was the place.

The wind picked up as he moved down the hall, the air sliding over rough wood, whistling through the eves, the branches on the trees shifting eerily against the windowpanes. Dylan picked up his pace, worried the noise would frighten Emily, though so far his eight-year-old daughter seemed more at ease in the lodge than he was.

Frosted-glass wall sconces dimly lit the passage as he walked along, original, not part of a remodel of the residential wing done a few years back, before the last owner moved out and left the area.

The four bedrooms and bathrooms upstairs on this side of the building weren't fancy, but they were livable while he worked on the rest of the lodge. The master suite had been updated, but it wasn't the way he wanted it yet. Eventually, he would rebuild this section, as well, bring it all up to the four-star standard he'd had in mind when he had purchased the property.

Dylan paused at the door to Emily's room, quietly turned the knob, and eased it open. His daughter lay beneath the quilt his housekeeper, Winifred Henry, had made for her as a Christmas gift. It had princesses and unicorns embroidered in puffy little pink and white squares, all hand-stitched to fit her youth-size four-poster bed.

His gaze went to the child. Emily had the dark hair and blue eyes that marked her a Brodie, but her complexion was as pale as her mother's. Unlike Mariah's perfect patrician features, Emily's mouth was a little too wide, her small nose freckled across the bridge.

She was awake, he saw, her eyes fixed on the antique rocker near the window. It was just her size, fashioned of oak and intricately carved. She loved the old chair that had been in the lodge when he'd bought it.

Emily never sat in it, but she was fascinated by the way the wind made it rock on its own. Dylan found it slightly eerie, the way it moved back and forth as if some invisible occupant sat in the little chair. She was watching it now, her lips curved in the faintest of smiles. She mumbled something he couldn't quite hear, and Dylan's chest clamped down.

It hurt to watch his little girl, see her in the make-believe world she now lived in, forming silent phrases, nothing he could actually hear.

Emily hadn't spoken a single audible phrase since her mother had abandoned her three years ago. Not a meaningful word since the night Mariah Brodie had run off with another man.

Dylan's hand unconsciously fisted. Maybe he hadn't been the husband Mariah wanted. Maybe he'd been too wrapped up in trying to make a life in the harsh Alaskan wilderness he loved. Maybe he hadn't paid her enough attention.

Maybe he just hadn't loved her enough.

Guilt slipped through him. He never should have married her. He should have known she would never be able to adjust to the life he lived here. Still, it didn't excuse her cruel abandonment of their daughter. An abandonment Emily had not been able to cope with.

Dylan forced himself to walk into the bedroom. Emily's eyes swung to his, but she didn't smile, just stared at him in that penetrating way that made his stomach churn.

"Em, honey, are you okay?" She didn't answer, as he had known she wouldn't. "It's just the wind. The lodge is old. There's nothing to be afraid of."

Emily's gaze went to the window, where a lone pine branch shifted restlessly against the sill. Ignoring him as if he weren't there, she snuggled back into her pillow and closed her eyes. She blamed him for the loss of her mother, he knew. It was the only explanation for why she had withdrawn from him so completely.

Tucking the quilt a little closer beneath her chin, he leaned down and kissed her cheek. The wind picked up as he walked out of the bedroom and eased the door closed. Emily was his to watch over and protect, his to care for and comfort. But he had lost his daughter three years ago.

When he had driven her mother away.

Lane Bishop stepped off the Alaska Airlines flight at the Ketchikan International Airport. When she had finally agreed to make the trip from L.A., she'd been surprised to discover that the journey—two and a half hours to Seattle, then two hours on to Ketchikan—was shorter than a flight to New York.

Alaska had always seemed so far away, so remote. And yet she had always wanted to see it.

Of course, she had never imagined she would accept Dylan Brodie's offer and take a job helping him remodel the old fishing lodge he had purchased in the middle of God- only-knew-where, Alaska—even if it was a challenge she found hard to resist.

As the owner of Modern Design, an interior design studio in Beverly Hills, Lane had done a number of log homes, ski chalets, and exclusive rural getaways for the rich and famous. But a handcrafted nineteen-thirties fishing lodge on a bay in the Inland Passage pushed every hot button she had.

But then so did the lodge's incredibly sexy owner.

Which was the reason she had been determined to stay away.

She still wasn't completely sure why, after half a dozen refusals, she had changed her mind and agreed to take the job. Perhaps it was the debt she owed Dylan for saving her life—and getting himself shot in the process.

They'd only just been introduced, both simply guests at the wedding of a mutual friend, when gunfire had erupted. She hadn't been the target and neither had he, but Dylan had shoved her to the ground and been grazed by a bullet while trying to protect her.

Gratitude for the near stranger who had come to her rescue accounted for at least some of her motivation.

The rest had to do with the attraction she'd felt for him from the first moment she had met him.

She spotted him walking toward her, as tall as she remembered, at least six-two, and even more imposing. Her mouth went dry and her insides quivered. He was wearing a red plaid flannel shirt, the sleeves rolled up over sinewy forearms. His rugged features were chiseled, his face darkly tanned, and in a hard, masculine way, he was amazingly handsome.

He'd attracted her as no man had in years, and seeing him now, Lane felt the same jolt of heat she had felt back then. It was exactly the reason she had tried to stay away from him, and she now fought an urge to run back to the plane, take the next flight home to L.A.

Instead, she forced herself to look up at him and smile. "Dylan. It's good to see you."

She could feel his eyes on her, as blue as the sky, skimming over her beige slacks and peach knit sweater, subtly assessing her curves. There was something about him, something that made him seem dark and forbidding, like eating chocolate at midnight.

He stared at her so long she thought he was going to haul her into his arms and kiss her. Her breathing hitched, and she realized she wanted exactly that.

Instead, he reached for the handle of her wheeled carry-on bag, and relief hit her. Or maybe it was disappointment.

"I'm glad you're here," Dylan said. "The construction crew is hard at work, but I need to get things rolling on the interior."

"Yes, of course."

His lips curved in a smile, but his expression was as guarded as she recalled. A man with secrets—it was a thought she'd had before. Perhaps uncovering those secrets was part of the reason she had decided to come.

Perhaps it was simply that she hadn't been able to think of anything but Dylan Brodie since he had left L.A.

"We need to get your luggage. The baggage claim is off to your right."

"We have to get Finn."

His mouth, which was hard and fit his face perfectly, edged up. "I can't wait to meet him."

Finnegan was her dog, a ninety-pound Irish wolfhound—the runt of the litter. Her closest companion since her fiancé, Jason Russell, had died in a motorcycle accident three years ago. Bringing Finn along was the only way she would agree to come.

They collected her bags, then went in search of her dog. One of the airport staff released him from his giant cage, and he raced to her side as if she had saved his life. Which she'd actually done when she'd rescued him from the pound just hours before he had been scheduled to be put down.

"You might have mentioned you were bringing your horse," Dylan said drily.

Lane just smiled. "This is Finn." She knelt and put her arms around his neck, gave him a hug. "Good boy," she said. Tall and rangy, he had a coarse gray coat and dark brown eyes that seemed able to look into her soul.

"Were you a good boy on the plane?" Rising, Lane rubbed between his ears the way he liked, calming him a little. "I bet you were."

Finn panted and gave her one of his goofy wolfhound grins. Lane scratched and petted until the stiffness went out of his body and he began to relax. "Finn, meet Dylan. He's a friend."

Dylan closed the distance between them, eased a hand out for Finn to sniff. The dog got a whiff of his scent and relaxed even more.

"He knows the word friend," she said. "He's very intelligent. He's a great watchdog, but he's amazingly gentle."

"You said he was okay with kids."

"Finn loves children."

Dylan just nodded. From the terminal, he led her outside, carrying her heavy suitcase as if it were full of feathers instead of a month's worth of clothes and wheeling her carryon, too.

"I hope you had a decent flight," he said as they walked along, Finn trotting quietly at the end of his leash.

"As far as I'm concerned, any flight I can walk away from is a good one."

His smile came easy this time, genuine and warm. It made her stomach lift alarmingly. This was the reason she had come, this amazing attraction. And yet it scared her to death.

"Up here, flying's mostly the way we get around," he said. "Maybe I can teach you to like it."

She knew he was a pilot. She had also known he would be flying her into his recently purchased fishing lodge. Instead of heading for the parking lot, he turned and started walking toward the water. Since the Ketchikan Airport was built on an island with only ferry access to the mainland, there were docking facilities for the floatplanes that carried passengers to inland destinations.

"I have a feeling you're a very good pilot," she said. "I'm actually looking forward to the trip." Though she didn't know that much about him, there was an air of confidence in the way he moved, the way he handled himself that made her think he was good at anything he attempted.

Dylan seemed pleased by the comment. "I think you'll find the scenery pretty amazing." But he was looking at her and not the incredible view of the ocean, and Lane was having a hard time catching her breath.

Too late to back out now, she reminded herself. Followed by, Just remember to keep your head.

A ramp appeared in front of them, bobbing in the water. It swayed a little beneath their feet as Dylan led her toward a white floatplane with blue striped sides, rocking at the end of its tether.

"Beautiful airplane. What is it?"

"De Havilland Magnum Turbo Beaver," he said proudly. "Some Microsoft exec from Seattle was the original owner. Sold her to a guy in Newport Beach, but it didn't work out. Now she's mine."

"This is the plane you bought in L.A.?" That was what had led to their meeting. Dylan had stopped to visit his cousin, Tyler, who lived in the city. At the time, Ty, a private investigator, had been working with Lane's best friend, Haley Warren.

"I found her on the Internet. She was in fantastic condition, and the price was right. It was worth the trip down to pick her up."

Since then, Haley had married Ty and become a partner in Modern Design, giving Lane the freedom to make the trip. Her gaze went over Dylan Brodie, looking like every woman's macho fantasy in his worn jeans and plaid flannel shirt. After the shooting at the wedding, while the EMTs had been cleaning the wound in his side, she had seen him shirtless, seen a portion of his incredible body.

Now, just thinking about all that hard male flesh had her nerves kicking up again.

Lane shifted a little closer to Finn as Dylan loaded her bags into the cargo compartment. He urged the dog up into the seven-seat passenger section of the plane and helped her into the copilot's chair. After a final check of the exterior, he climbed aboard, settled himself in the pilot's seat, and began flipping switches.

Her nervousness built. She still couldn't believe he had talked her into leaving her business and flying up for the weeks it would take to complete the remodel job. She couldn't believe she had given in to her wild attraction to him and accepted the job.

But as she looked over at Dylan Brodie, saw the confident way he went through the flight check, the ease with which his hard hands moved over the controls, she understood exactly why she had come.

Not since Jason had died had a man attracted her the way Dylan did. She had dated a couple of other good-looking men, but those few dates had ended in disaster. Maybe it would happen again, but there was something about Dylan Brodie that had convinced her to take the risk.

Aside from his irresistibly challenging project, she was determined to explore the attraction between them. She would take things slowly, keep her emotions in check and make sure she was doing the right thing, but if the feeling was mutual and as strong as it had been before, she would act on it.

She was a woman, after all. She had needs, desires, just like any other woman. After three long years of grieving, she deserved a little physical contact with an amazingly attractive man.

Or at least that was what she had told herself.

Unfortunately, as the plane began to rush through the water, throwing up a frothy wake, traveling faster and farther toward some unknown destination, all her earlier doubts rose into her head.

She didn't have to be psychic to know she was completely out of her league with a man like Brodie. Good Lord, she didn't even know him!

She hadn't been sure what Dylan expected of her when she'd agreed to take the job, but she wasn't going to let him push her into making a mistake. She hadn't had sex in three years. She simply wasn't ready to rush into a relationship, she told herself, as brief as this one would be.

Dear God, she thought in near panic as the engine roared and the plane began to lift out of the sea, what on earth have I done?


Dylan eased the plane into a slow climb, then flattened out and settled at a comfortable altitude above the ocean and deep green forests below.

He flicked a glance at the woman beside him, sitting rigidly in the copilot's seat. She was wearing beige slacks, a peach-colored sweater, and low-heeled shoes. Gold earrings sparkled in her ears, and pale orange fingernail polish gleamed on her slender hands. Not exactly outdoor wear, but he liked it.

He wondered if the tension she was feeling came from the plane ride or just sitting next to him.

He was pretty sure it was the latter.

She'd been wary of him since the moment he had introduced himself one sunny afternoon in California. Over the next few days, she had dodged every effort he had made to get her to go out with him, told him in no uncertain terms she just wasn't interested.


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Against the Wild 4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 38 reviews.
XXXOOOBookwormOOOXXX More than 1 year ago
Kat Martin's stories have entertained me for years and I thoroughly enjoy romantic suspense. This wasn't my favorite. The editing was not the best. There were grammatical errors - you're instead of your -twice. Amelia as a psychiatrist would have been an M.D., not a Ph.D, although psychiatrists can be Ph.D's as well as medical doctors. Psychologists are Ph.D's. Dylan did not make an effort to spend time with his daughter...even for a short team each day. There was no sitting on Daddy's lap, reading books, no watching movies with popcorn in the evening. This seemed off to me. There didn't seem to be much effort by the author to allow Dylan and Emily to forge a tentative bond, or to work toward mending the strained father-daughter relationship. When Lane heard things in the hall, it was odd that Finn didn't get up and act interested or curious in what she was doing or where she was going. Those points seemed like gaps to me. All the dogs that I have owned would have barked, growled or at least investigated with nose down and ears pricked. I enjoyed the appealing male characters, including Caleb and Nick as well as the feminine, talented and intelligent Lane. This novel didn't match prior well crafted stories that I am used to by this great author.
RegencyReader More than 1 year ago
Dylan Brodie knew Lane Bishop was trouble for him in every way shape and delectable inch of her but it did not stop him from hiring her as his interior designer.  Not for one second did  Dylan question that Lane that the talent to take his lodge in Alaska and make it a show place for every one looking for relaxation and adventure.  Dylan was starting a new life for him and his  daughter and knew he could do it all in this one breath taking area of Alaska. Lane also knew better than to get involved with Dylan because he was a man with too many secrets, but she had been attracted to him from the minute they met.  Lane is good at what she does and the challenge of a large design job to show case her talent as well as being close to Dylan was too great a thrill to pass up.  What Lane did not see coming was a historical past connected to the lodge  that has some creepy sounds mixed in with a ghost story or two surrounding an otherwise quiet existence.   Dylan will figure out the ghost that is haunting them as he smells a set up from the get go. Supernatural existence this does not add up to be, but something a person would take on, why is the bigger question.   Dylan has to keep the schedule on time to finish, gossip about problems to a minimum, and hopefully work with everyone including Lane very closely to get the lodge up and running.   Question looming between them is this a short term romance or can Lane be strong enough to deal  with him, his life, and the place he calls home.  Dylan has been loved and deserted before leaving a mess in its wake but trying to control his feelings for Lane is harder than he ever expected.   Dylan knows there is chemistry between them and his fixation is something he cannot control and there may be another that is equally fixated with Lane and obsessed with having her at any cost. Kat Martin is an author with a talent take each book up a notch in romantic suspense and have every reader anxiously waiting for the next book to be released.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Good but not great. Took to long bring the pieces together
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Great story, with right amount of mystery to keep you glued to it. On to another awesome story, with Nick.
Cindy00 More than 1 year ago
The story is well written and you could feel the suspense. At one point I wanted to smack the hero and heroine for being so stubborn. Thankfully they get their heads on straight and admit their feelings.
TX4Me More than 1 year ago
Good Book! Loved this whole series.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I thought I had outgrown romance novels, but found myself drawn into this one with it's predictable mystry / thriller sideline. The characters are good people who you would want as your friends. Perhaps it was the Alaska background that really drew me in since we will be leaving with that destination in 3 days. I do hope we see all this beauty as described in the story.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Kat Martin is one of my favorite authors. I will continue to buy her books. Having been to Alaska she was right on
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BooksandBenches More than 1 year ago
Rough, tough, and handsome are three ingredients for a great hero, and Dylan Brodie is such a man, and a chivalrous one at that. I enjoyed getting to know the first of the Brodie brothers in this new series. I loved the Alaska setting, and of course the nicely spun suspense and murder. The author did a nice job delivering in both the action and excitement departments. Lane is a fitting match for Dylan, and her gradual acceptance of him and Alaska felt natural. The romance was more sex than romance in the first 3/4 of the book. Those can sometimes go hand in hand, but in this case, it was just sex. I didn't feel the thrill of their relationship until the end of the book, but I'm glad it ended on a more romantic note. I personally didn't think the abundance of sex added anything to the story, but if you're like me, you skip over it and move onto the good stuff. There was plenty of good stuff to enjoy in 'Against the Wild' and I'd recommend it to anyone who likes a good romantic suspense set in the wilds of Alaska. One of my favorite characters ended up being Nick, Dylan's brother. Another tough and handsome guy who will no doubt delight readers when he get's his own story.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Which turn "cozy" readers off. Subjects would be alaska lodge romance paranormal mystery. how regional one needs to go depends on how accurate your basic info is tourist wise. Just remember that grizzley bears eat people and do not scare off like black bears who might
dutcheja More than 1 year ago
This is the first book in the Brodies of Alaska series and I loved it. I am a huge fan of Kat Martin and all that she writes. The characters in this story were well developed and interesting. The story was full of mystery and intrigue and just a hint of the paranormal in the form of ghosts. The romance was also well developed and written. A definite must read.
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J: Just too darn much hot steamy "romance" so much that it distracted from the suspense of the story. The story itself could have been good enough and did not need redundant sex. However this entire series reads like a pattern and it was painfully predictable.
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Got_Romance_Reviews More than 1 year ago
3.5 Stars While Against the Wind was a very good read, it wasn’t what I expected. Dylan Brodie is the middle Brodie boy.  He grew up in Alaska and has recently purchased a lodge in the Alaskan pan handle.  He has the help of the locals to renovate it, but the inside he is saving for a special woman, Lane Bishop.  He now has his chance to revisit their attraction and he has the perfect lure to get her to Alaska. Lane Bishop has been attracted to Dylan since the moment she met him.  She tried and tried to ignore his advances, but he has offered her a change that she can’t pass up.  So off to Alaska she goes.  Lane’s visit is full of surprises and goes beyond her highest expectations.  She discovers her passion again after her loss of both her mother and fiancé and finally finds a home.  It’s too bad that everywhere they turn they are being bombarded by continual obstacles.  Can they conquer them all; even their biggest one - their doubts and fears of how their pasts will affect their future? So what did I expect?  Well a story that was truly a standalone novel for one.  Yes, the story is basically a standalone, but there are too many references that seem to be from prior novels and a different series.  I found the constant referencing too distracting.  My mind would wonder to what story it was, who it was about and so on.  Against the Wind is book one in the Brodies of Alaska series and that is exactly what it should have been, book one.  A reference or two is fine; the number in the novel was not.  I’m also sad to say, short of a very extensive search I have no idea what book Dylan and Lane first met in.  Very frustrating. Besides that problem, the story was very nice.  The story had mystery, romance and some suspense thrown in.  I will say Ms. Martin surprised me several times with the direction of the story.  I really loved that she kept me on my toes.  Her characters were also very entertaining.  I can say short of the characters I was supposed to hate, I adored every single one of them.  Ms. Martin made them very personable and I wanted to get to know and love them all.  Great job! Even though this book was packed with mystery, romance and suspense it still felt like a light read.  The atmosphere never became too deep and dark, making it perfect for a summer read.  She also wrote a plot that was interesting and fun and I could almost feel like I was back in Alaska.  Thank you Ms. Martin.  You reminded me how beautiful the state is and how wonderful the people are.  I truly miss it more after reading Against the Wild.
ilivetoread52 More than 1 year ago
I look forward to reading Ms. Martin's books. Her stories keep me interested till the end.
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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Wasnt a fan of the book and was totally predictable and cheesy. But author had decent writing so will definitely try another book.
jef71 More than 1 year ago
Lane was an interior design and came to Alaska. Brodie had offered her the job to help him remodel and old fishing lodge. She also find a little girl who won't speak, eerie legends and strange sounds in the night. Very good.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago