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.

Sugar Plum'd

They had landed on a glacier missing its pointed peak.


The arctic wind pranced through the isles of ice, gathering Pembroke’s words and scattering them. “How do you know where we’re going?”


The elf pointed one of its claws south.


A wisp of black line sliced the world in half.


Pembroke squinted. It seemed as thin as a thread connecting the ice and the heavens. It could’ve been dust, but he wanted to climb it. He reached out his arms as if was a rope. He almost lost his balance, but the elf was at his side immediately to steady him.


Pembroke followed the line down from the sky to where it disappeared atop a flattened glacier. It floated just out of their reach. Pembroke shook off the elf’s support, as they leapt across together.


As they landed, they heard a metal clang and pop as an Artic fox sprang from a concealed entrance.


Chapter 20