He’s done waiting, so his mate is about to discover that his bed is just right . . .

A werebear is just a cute name for what Brandon Ranger really is—a berserker. Beneath his skin lies a warrior driven by pure, brutal emotion. A warrior who never quits, no matter how much pain he’s in. Which was fine when he was at war.

But at home, nothing’s so easy. Especially not when prickly sheriff’s deputy Samantha Green just wants to be friends. Because a berserker’s emotions never sit quiet—and when Brandon’s need comes roaring to the surface, there’s only one way to save her: Run.

So he did.

A year later, he’s back and his berserker’s under control. Except it’s too late. Because if Brandon wanted to win her heart . . . running is the worst thing he could have done.

Good thing a berserker never quits.