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

She loves me. She loves me. SHE LOVES ME.


Zircon was on cloud fucking nine. He still couldn’t believe it. Oh, he’d been telling himself she did for years, but that was way different from this. Jennifer Dylluan had said those magical three little words to him.


Finally, after all this time, she’d said I love you, and it felt fucking awesome.


He watched her walk on her tiny-heeled shoes into the Dire Wolf run roadhouse and wondered at her sperm donor’s gall. First, the older male did not deserve to be called a father after what he’d done. Walking out on his child, leaving his mate while he chased tail all over the gods’ green earth—no bird joke intended.


He adjusted the sound on his earpiece, having outfitted Jenn with a microscopic wire. He could hear her heart thumping inside her chest and knew the moment she spotted him by how fast that muscle had started working.


Chapter Fourteen