There’s a legend…men from our planet are banished, never to be seen again…
Turns out it’s true, and now it’s my turn.

I was taken from Santos and dragged into a world of snow, magic, and monsters. The first shift shatters me—bones breaking, instincts rising, something feral clawing its way to the surface.

They call me Prancer.

They say I need a mate to survive. To keep the darkness from consuming me.

Then she walks in.

Senada smells like heat and life and everything my body recognizes as mine. The storm inside me goes still. The hunger sharpens.

She doesn’t know what I am.
She doesn’t recognize me when I find her again in human skin.
She thinks I’m just a man offering her shelter for the night.

I tell her the truth—I won’t touch her without permission.
But she is welcome to my body whenever she wants it.

She thinks she’s playing with fire.
She doesn’t realize I was born to chase.

Mating a reindeer shifter isn’t romance. It’s a hundred-year bond of service, possession, and survival. If she chooses me, she won’t age. She won’t walk away.

And I won’t let her go.

Every hundred years, a reindeer shifter can choose to retire, and a new one is called from the planet Santos. Who will be next?

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