C.D. Gorri

A holiday assignment turns into so much more for this grumpy Wyvern.

It’s the holiday season, but instead of snowboarding and doing shots of cinnamon vodka off his favorite bartender, Jasper Wessex is given the assignment from hell—literally.
Protect a woman on the run from a minor Egyptian Demon--um… who the what now?
He wants nothing more than to pass on this nut-ball case till he opens her file. Struck dumb by her picture, his Wyvern scratches against his skin. He can’t resist the owner of those flashing blue eyes.
Carolina Moore is in danger. Home from an archeological dig, she’s brought back a seriously unfortunate souvenir--an ancient Egyptian Demon who thinks she is his property!
Luckily, she has a friend who has contacts with the mysterious Wyvern Protection Unit. But what can she do when her protector poses more of a threat than the Demon she’s running from?


Wyvern Protection Unit

Heliodore’s Wyvern was pissed as fucking hell. Mostly at himself. But also at his father, his brothers, and a certain pink-haired siren hellbent on giving him the cold shoulder.


They’d spent two hours going over their plans to infiltrate Jennifer’s office at one of DPCA’s secret underground locations.


Jasper snorted. Nothing was ever that fucking easy, and they both knew it. Still, they all waited in the woods behind the old glass factory, at the edge of the pine barrens, that was now a secret DPCA base.


It was him, Jasper, Larimar, and Daeja. She would not be left behind. In fact, she’d practically busted the windows with her snarl when they’d suggested it.


His badass mate was fucking sexy as hell, even if she hated him right now.


Chapter Twenty-Four