Hiking through the snow, holiday baking and playing board games by the fire--what's not to love about an old-fashioned family Christmas? Werewolves Elena Michaels and Clayton Danvers want to give their four-year-old twins, Kate and Logan, something their parents never had: a nice, normal holiday. No Pack responsibilities, no homicidal half-demons or power-hungry sorcerers to deal with--just the four of them, alone, at a chalet outside Ontario's Algonquin Park. Then a strange werewolf shows up at their door while the town is buzzing about a young man, back from college, found half-eaten in the woods, and there's the missing little girl. With all the signs pointing to a rogue mutt with a taste for human flesh, Elena and Clay have no choice but to investigate. But are they the hunters, or the hunted?
I loved this long novella. I live Clay and Elena. This book is told in the first person from Elema's POV. You get a great look into the kids and Clay and Elena's parenting. I'm going to miss them both. I wish there would be more stories to see Kate and Logan grow up.
