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 couldn’t even hear Kassel’s, frozen beneath his bow of iced horns.


“I couldn’t live with it, you know, knowing all those elves sitting at the conveyer belts…”


“No, Kassel, you’re lying. You shouldn’t listen to elf lies. They’ve done something to you.”


Pembroke shook his head—the ice binds creaking, but not giving way.


“Careful,” Kassel warned. “You’ll have a walrus unit on us.”


His heart beat was slowed by chilled blood. He let the dust soften his gaze, Kassel just a vision again. Just vapor in the darkness.


The real Kassel would never be saying, “I convinced Frost to let you live, I let it know you’ve got quite the servile heart, perfect for guiding a sleigh.”


Chapter 25