Captivating The Bear

Captivating The Bear
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Beauty…and Her Beast?Desperate to escape an arranged marriage, Lidiya Rihanoff sets off to find the only man who can help her. Ged Taverner wants the world to think he’s just the manager of a rock band, but Lidi knows the truth: he’s a king in exile—and a shape-shifter, just like her. She’s not ready for the overwhelming desire she feels for him. And he’s not expecting to find his destined mate…

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Beauty...and Her Beast?

Desperate to escape an arranged marriage, Lidiya Rihanoff sets off to find the only man who can help her. Ged Taverner wants the world to think he’s just the manager of a rock band, but Lidi knows the truth: he’s a king in exile—and a shape-shifter, just like her. She’s not ready for the overwhelming desire she feels for him. And he’s not expecting to find his destined mate...

JANE GODMAN writes in a variety of romance genres, including paranormal, gothic and romantic suspense. Jane lives in England and loves to travel to European cities that are steeped in history and romance—Venice, Dubrovnik and Vienna are among her favorites. Jane is married to a lovely man and is mum to two grown-up children.

Books by Jane Godman

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Captivating the Bear

Jane Godman


www.millsandboon.co.uk

ISBN: 978-1-474-08212-9

CAPTIVATING THE BEAR

© 2018 Amanda Anders

Published in Great Britain 2018

by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF

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This book is dedicated to my grandchildren.

They bring so much joy to my life just by being in it.

Chapter 1

Lidiya Rihanoff was doing her best to be objective about the situation, which wasn’t easy when she was caught up in the center of a screaming, sobbing crowd.

She had spent the last hour slowly working her way through the hysterical throng until she found herself a place up against the crash barriers. It had proved surprisingly difficult. Lidi had trained with warriors. She knew how to deal with combat situations. This was different. Faced with an adoring group of rock fans who did not want to relinquish the opportunity to get up close to their idols, she was at a loss. Her usual street-fighting tactics wouldn’t do. Eye gouging and throat punching would have brought her to the attention of the police officers who were standing at regular intervals along the route. In the end, she resorted to strategically using her elbows. When that didn’t work, she dealt out a few surreptitious ankle kicks.

Now she was pressed right up against the barrier, with a clear view of the movie theater and its red-carpeted steps. From the mounting fervor, and the way the security guards were pacing back and forth along the street, she guessed the stars were about to arrive at any minute.

It was winter, but the temperatures in the South of France were like a summer day in her home country of Callistoya. Sweat beaded her forehead and trickled down her spine as she was jostled and pushed. Even so, she couldn’t remove her sweatshirt. Beneath it, her long-sleeved T-shirt was torn, the shredded material revealing the injuries to her arm. She couldn’t risk drawing attention to herself.

“Here they come!” The woman next to her spoke English, a language in which Lidi was fluent. Her screech was accompanied by a curious gesture. Putting her fingers on either side of her head, she made them into devil horns. A quick glance around revealed a number of other people doing the same thing. She laughed at Lidi’s bemused expression. “Sign of the Beast.”



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