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

“What are you doing?” Daeja asked when Heliodore reached out to angle her face just so.


He leaned closer, but she flinched and moved backwards. A frightened move, like someone who’d been hurt or was new to this. She ducked her head, hiding her eyes, but he was not about to let her hide.


Anything they did would be consensual. She would have the choice always. But Heliodore felt so drawn to the female, and if she did not want to kiss him, he wanted to know why.


“Hey, rosebud, what is it?” he asked, and his yellow gaze held her soft petal pink one. “Did I offend you?”


“No. I am not offended. But, if you will explain,” she said, and her cheeks brightened with her embarrassment.


Dammit. If she kept this up, Heliodore was likely to wake up with a cavity. Daeja licked her lips, and he tracked the tiny motion. Then the female dropped a bomb on him.


Chapter Fourteen