His hands healed everything they touched. She wanted them everywhere.
Freya
One rule: don’t let the bear healer touch me. His hands fix broken things. I am a broken thing. Do the math.
Seven years ago, I rejected his bond and married the man my pack chose. He never hit me. Just erased me — slowly, quietly, until I forgot I existed.
Now I’m a widow standing in Bjorn Ironwood’s den pretending my skin doesn’t burn when he’s near.
He’s patient. Massive. Gentle in a way that makes me want to crawl into his chest and disappear. When he looks at me — like I’m his — I forget I swore I’d never let a man own me again.
Bjorn
She came back looking like a ghost. Hollow eyes. Practiced smile. A body that flinches when I move too fast.
Seven years I’ve waited. I can wait longer.
But every night in that cabin, the bond gets louder. Her walls get thinner. When she finally lets me touch her — I won’t be gentle.
Something ancient hunts her. Someone she trusted wants her dead. The darkness feeds on pain she won’t release.
I’ll burn it out of her. All of it.
Second chance mates. Gentle giant. Forced proximity. He waited seven years. She wasn’t ready. Now she is.
Reader’s Note:Perfect for fans of second chance romance, gentle bear shifters, rejected mate bonds, forced proximity, steamy healing, and protective heroes who snap. One-click now — Bjorn is done being patient. Guaranteed HEA.
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Freya
One rule: don’t let the bear healer touch me. His hands fix broken things. I am a broken thing. Do the math.
Seven years ago, I rejected his bond and married the man my pack chose. He never hit me. Just erased me — slowly, quietly, until I forgot I existed.
Now I’m a widow standing in Bjorn Ironwood’s den pretending my skin doesn’t burn when he’s near.
He’s patient. Massive. Gentle in a way that makes me want to crawl into his chest and disappear. When he looks at me — like I’m his — I forget I swore I’d never let a man own me again.
Bjorn
She came back looking like a ghost. Hollow eyes. Practiced smile. A body that flinches when I move too fast.
Seven years I’ve waited. I can wait longer.
But every night in that cabin, the bond gets louder. Her walls get thinner. When she finally lets me touch her — I won’t be gentle.
Something ancient hunts her. Someone she trusted wants her dead. The darkness feeds on pain she won’t release.
I’ll burn it out of her. All of it.
Second chance mates. Gentle giant. Forced proximity. He waited seven years. She wasn’t ready. Now she is.
Reader’s Note:Perfect for fans of second chance romance, gentle bear shifters, rejected mate bonds, forced proximity, steamy healing, and protective heroes who snap. One-click now — Bjorn is done being patient. Guaranteed HEA.
Genre: Paranormal Romance
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