Christmas Hunt

A spicy holiday monster romance

Holly has spent her whole life as a pretty, useful reindeer on Father Christmas's ranch-until the night she decides she's done being a broodmare.

Running into the dark, she ends up on the wrong side of a grumpy werewolf hunter's gun. Ashton grazes her, slings her over his shoulder, and dumps her in his lonely cabin with every intention of tossing her out at dawn.

Then the full moon rises.

One chase through the snow, one claiming under the pines, and Holly decides she's not going anywhere. Ashton's wolf has already decided she's his. The man is still trying (and failing) to be decent about it.

Now they're stuck together with a crooked paper-chain Christmas, a cabin that smells like pine and sex, and a herd that wants their runaway back. Holly wants a tree, a mate, and a life that isn't a list. Ashton wants her safe-and under him-before the moon pulls again.

She's the prey who refuses to run. He's the hunter who never meant to keep her.

Explicit. Knotting. Claiming. Predator/prey. Grumpy hermit x mouthy runaway. HEA.