It's the holidays for our Kinship Cove friends, which means treats, hot cocoa, and kisses.
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Being an elf in North Pole, Alaska, means one thing to me: baking to support my fellow elves who are responsible for making toys. When a fellow kitchen elf takes a tumble days before the big gift run, I'm assigned to the reindeer shifter side of town. Carb-loading is my specialty, after all. No way would I let the reindeer team fail after a solid year of work by elves and reindeer alike. I know my roleget in, bake, get outbut while delivering delightful pastries to the hungry sleigh-pullers, I run into a problem. One by the name of Prancer.
Yes, he's a reindeer shifter. Yes, he's an OG on the sleigh team. And yes, he's just as obsessed with me as I am with him. But each species has its rules, and everyone in North Pole knows we have to work together to pull off the Christmas run. Which means keeping the secret of our fated connection from everyoneelves, reindeer, Santa
Even Prancer himself.
Christmas is coming whether we're ready or notand it's going to be a battle to keep my ho ho ho on the down low low low.