I was sold as a bride in a billion-dollar merger. Then my groom insulted me, his bear-shifter brother broke his nose and claimed me instead.
Boone Thorne is huge, bearded, growly, and hot enough to make me forget my own name. When his brother calls me a whale at the altar, Boone doesn’t negotiate. He takes his place.
Now I’m married to a possessive mountain of a man who feeds me, worships every soft inch I’ve spent my life hiding, and touches me like he’s starving. Except Boone doesn’t call me his wife. He calls me his mate.
There’s a bear under all that muscle, and it chose me the instant he caught my scent. Bears mate for life.
Steamy, open-door fated mates, instalove, replacement groom, curvy heroine, body worship, and one obsessed bear who’d tear the mountain apart before he’d let anyone take his mate.
