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As a 47-year-old veterinarian, I thought I’d seen it all when it came to animals. Until an injured wolf shifted into my high school sweetheart. An ordinary hike became a rescue mission When a wolf lay in my path, barely clinging to life. I rushed him to my clinic and hoped for a miracle, But I hadn’t meant it literally. The wolf transformed into a man, But not just any man— Bennett Westbrook, my high school ex, Now standing before me with a world of secrets.

An introvert like me had no business giving readings on stage, trying to prove myself to skeptical strangers—like the hunk across the room arching his silvery brow at me. The stormy-eyed firefighter asked for my help, looking for clues about his fallen comrade’s death. But the moment I envisioned bear paws instead of his buddy’s hands, weirdly enough, I made a believer out of him. I thought that was the last I'd see of Hugh, until he showed up at my door, wanting to know if I could tell him more—and then showing me a wild night neither of us would ever forget.

Elliot is eager to pass the bar exam and embark on the path he’s laid out for his future—one that’s far from the life he would’ve had on his home planet as a dragon prince. With a schedule as busy as his, the last thing on his mind is finding his mate. But when his dragon cousins force him to blow off some steam with them at a club, fate throws a massive curve ball at Elliot. The powerful, unyielding attraction he feels toward a certain mysterious beauty has his dragon reeling to claim what’s his.

Have a divorce party, they said. It’ll be fun, they said. It was, until I ended up in handcuffs. A group of Karens rained on my parade at the winery And in my drunken haze, I mooned every last one of them— Along with the responding officer called in to arrest my ass. Not a good look for a teacher starting off in a new little town. When he cuffed me, I stumbled into his rock-hard body, But he softened up once he brought me down to the station, Taking pity on me and caring for me throughout the night.

My husband got into a fight and plunged off a bridge, leaving me to raise our two children on my own. After struggling for the last fourteen years, I pack up my kids and move in with my crazy old aunt in Carlton. I land a waitressing gig, and the moment I meet the head chef, his deep green eyes have me spellbound.

At 48, running a café while wrangling twin wolf toddlers was hard enough. Then fate decided to mate me with a rock star, just in time for Christmas. Welcome to my midlife crisis, holiday edition.

When I said I needed a midlife reboot, growing pumpkins in a town full of bear people wasn't what I had in mind. Neither was falling for one of them. I should've been more specific when I asked the universe for a change.

When my childhood best friend asked me to be her bridesmaid, I didn’t realize that meant spending a week on a yacht. With her obnoxious, conceited new friends. Sounds like a trip from hell for a 40-year-old shifter witch—until my inner bobcat zeroes in on her mate on board. The captain just so happens to be a bear shifter, and when primal need draws us closer, I end up getting a private tour of the captain’s quarters.

As if being a 40-year-old runaway bride wasn’t bad enough, I had to shift at the altar and become a runaway wolf. My human fiancé may not be my fated mate. But we share a child, so I thought I could make it work. I never understood how a wealthy real estate mogul could be interested in a meager seamstress like me anyway, but he was persistent on making me his bride. Fast forward to today, I’m walking down the aisle. I think I'm having wedding day jitters.

Christmas is supposed to be the season of miracles. But seeing my ‘90s high school boyfriend change into a bear isn’t the miracle I’d hoped for.