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

The vicious animals were circling the cabin, and to her not so sensitive ears, they seemed closer than before. She squeezed her eyes shut.


“I am safe inside these walls,” Kim whispered, and repeated the mantra to herself.


She shivered against the sudden chill that raced down her spine, though she was still sweating. How the heck had this happened to her? Kim’s career had been going remarkably well. She’d earned tenure, published in six journals, and successfully completed her eighth archeological expedition as a team leader before hitting forty. She’d thought she was important to the university, to her department head.


She still couldn’t believe that lowlife Harold had done this to her, or even at all. How could an anthropologist sell off priceless artifacts without a single thought for the irrevocable consequences his actions would have against history?


Chapter Five