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Blurb
Ivy thought she’d found one of the good ones, a nice guy who respected her wishes, the guy all of her friends liked…and then they head to his family’s lake house for a night to watch for an expected meteor shower. But Neill had his own plans in mind and when Ivy said no, he didn’t like it.
Enter the bear.
Jonah, on a hiking trip with his best friend, Liam, after the unexpected death of the clan’s Alpha, and Jonah’s grandfather, is enjoying the last few hours of freedom he’ll know for some time. He’s known for a long time he’ll be stepping into his grandfather’s shoes and with the countdown ticking away, he relishes the peace and quiet. But then it’s shattered by the shouts of an angry, frightened woman. Both Liam and Jonah take off running to investigate.
Just as they reach the edge of the property, the woman shouts, “You’re the reason why women choose the bear, Neill.”
Now…Jonah abides by the laws governing supernaturals. He doesn’t reveal himself to be a shapeshifter. But walking out there in his bear skin isn’t really revealing himself. And predators deserve to be frightened, don’t they?
And when he sees Ivy…his whole world is upended.
Now isn’t the time for him to fall in love. He has a clan to care for, challenges to hold off.
But love doesn’t believe in being convenient and Jonah and Ivy on are a collision course. Will she choose the bear…and will his bear choose her?
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Excerpt
Damn little fools never thought that maybe somebody who couldn’t swim might risk themselves to help them—and in bear form.
My heart squeezed all over again as the reality of what she’d done, what she’d risked hit home.
She’s ours, the bear said, speaking with more clarity than normal. Most often, his voice was a matter of images and desires, punctuated with a few simple words.
But he made this clear.
Ivy is ours.
Yes, I told him. Tonight had sealed it. Unless she pushed us away, we couldn’t let her go.
Beau went to nudge Ivy’s leg again. I gave a low growl and waited for him to look up.
Once our eyes connected, I jerked my chin to the gathering crowd.
His head bowed and he trudged away, hiding his furry little body behind the legs of our denmates.
Lowering my gaze once more to focus on Ivy, I murmured her name.
She groaned and shuddered, her thick lashes lifting.
“The bears,” she mumbled.
And fuck it all, before I could figure out what in the hell to say, a familiar tension gathered in the air.
It was like the scent of ozone before a heavy summer storm breaks, only faster. Once it started, there was nothing to do but ride it out. I bit back a curse and tried to twist so I could hide what was happening.
But it was too late…and he was too close.