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

Christmas Eve broke with a fresh blanket of snow covering the surrounding woods and the ice-covered lake.


He wanted it to be nice for her, so Jasper set a large pot of coffee to brewing and sliced some fruit while he waited for the quiche he’d whipped up to finish cooking in the oven.


He hoped Carolina enjoyed it. The recipe was simple enough. Eggs, cream, spinach, bacon, and Swiss cheese, along with his own herbed crust. It was a specialty of his, one he enjoyed making, which was why he’d been thrilled when he found the ingredients inside the stocked fridge.


There was also a ridiculously large bag of jellybeans, Christmas flavors, and cookie dough. Made him smile to think these were things Caro enjoyed. He craved information about her and wasn’t above searching for clues.


Would she speak to him today? He hardly knew, but he hoped like hell she would.


Chapter Twelve