As a young stag-shifter, all Pembroke dreams of is being harnessed to Santa’s sleigh. Yet his world comes crashing down when Santa is slain by the imposter Frost.<br><br>War erupts in the Arctic Circle, pitting elf against reindeer, and Pembroke is sent on a perilous mission. If he fails, his herd will be lost. When the mission goes awry, the stag-shifter must put his trust in an unlikely ally.<br><br>Where does one turn in a land of ice and blood? What happens when the enemy infiltrates your heart? What begins as a wavering alliance just might take Pembroke farther than he ever imagined.

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Pembroke flinched as he felt the weight of a large buckle fall between his shoulder blades. Kassel dragged the cool metal down his spine, resting it on the small of Pembroke’s trembling back.


Kassel paused only for a second, before dragging the metal even further, splitting his friend’s cheeks, teasing the soft pink skin of Pembroke’s puckered hole.


Without thinking, Pembroke let his shoulders take the weight of his prostrate body as his fingers lifted to spread his cheeks further apart.


He felt Kassel’s hot breath blowing across his body.


“Now how many days till you guide my sleigh?” Kassel asked.


A sting blossomed against Pembroke’s hole. It leapt away as fast as it came. Like a bolt of lightning carried through his body. The pain surprised him so much Pembroke hadn’t heard the question.


This time Pembroke felt the buckle catch more, burrowing deeper.


Chapter 4