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JINGLE BELL WOLF
Wolff Brothers Book 2
BY TERRY SPEAR
Today bestselling author Terry Spear brings you the wolf shifters you’ve been wishing of for Christmas in this action-packed paranormal holiday romance!
It’s almost Christmas, and Florida gray wolf shifter and veterinarian Gabrielle Lowe has been talked into going with her friends to a ski resort in Silver Town, Colorado. But when her two jaguar girlfriends are held up on a mission, it not only leaves Gabrielle alone for the holidays, but also out of her element at the snowy resort. Determined to make the best of it, Gabrielle takes a dip in the lodge’s heated pool—after it’s closed, of course…
Gray wolf shifter Landon Wolff is part owner of the ski lodge and he’s got enough on his plate getting ready for the annual influx of Christmas visitors. The last thing he needs is a rebel, indulging in a midnight swim long after the pool is closed. Just as he’s about to throw the rule breaker out of the pool he realizes that Gabby is also a wolf. Suddenly, all the rules change… Maybe Landon will finally find the wolf he’s always wanted to share the holidays with.
Early Sunday morning, Gabrielle woke, stretched, glanced at the time, realized it was much later than she’d planned to get up, and jumped out of bed. She had a swimming date with Landon—before the pool opened—and she hadn’t wanted to be this late!
She tore off her night T-shirt and hurried to put on her bikini. She even debated wearing the string bikini. Was she crazy or what? But she left it in the drawer, not intending to bring it out again now that she was swimming with a hot wolf.
She finished getting ready, grabbed her room key and shoved it into her cover-up pocket, slipped on her flip-flops, and headed out the door. She had barely made it to the lobby when Blake met her and smiled. Rosco jumped up from his bed near the fireplace and hurried to greet her too.
“I swear Landon thought you were going to stand him up. He’s been pacing across the lobby for an hour.” Blake appeared amused.
“Oh, uh, we didn’t set a time. I…overslept.” She hadn’t meant to upset Landon. She reached down and petted Rosco.
“Here he comes,” Blake said.
But at the same time, a dark-haired woman caught Gabrielle’s eye. Something about her seemed familiar. Her face. She was wearing jeans, snow boots, and a wool sweater and didn’t look like she was going skiing, but she headed for the check-in counter. Then another wolf headed straight for Gabrielle, stealing her attention, and she couldn’t believe who she was seeing. Brando Redfern.
She’d gone out with him a couple of times when he was in Daytona Beach on vacation. He was okay. Nothing to write home about. He was living with a wolf pack in Georgia, and he and two of his male wolf friends had come to Daytona Beach on a three-day weekend outing. He wasn’t the least bit interested in moving to Daytona Beach, and he’d only walked with her on the beach and taken her out to dinner and then to a movie the next night. His friends showed up at the seafood restaurant to harass him good-naturedly, as if she and he were an item. Which they hadn’t been. She guessed he was interested in saying hi because she was someone he had met before. She figured he wasn’t here alone either and would have some friends along.
Landon was looking in a different direction, but when he saw Gabrielle talking to Blake and petting Rosco, he smiled openly. She loved how seeing her seemed to brighten his morning. She didn’t remember a time when a wolf had acted that way when he saw her and really meant it. It couldn’t help but make her feel special.
“I’ll leave you two to it,” Blake said. “He’s all yours for the rest of the day and tomorrow. We’ll see you for breakfast in a bit.” Then smiling, he shook his head at Landon and headed for the check-in counter.
“So you’re all mine for the next two days, your brother said.” Gabrielle took hold of Landon’s hand and headed for the pool while Rosco returned to his bed by the fire. She saw right away that Landon had already put out the private party sign.
“I’m glad about that. Tonight, if you would like, I’ll take you to the Silver Town Tavern for dinner.”
“Sure. Is their food as good as it is here?”
“It sure is.”
She sighed. “But you would have to pay for it.” As if the family wasn’t already paying for the food at their own bar and grill. She could offer to pay, but she loved to tease him about it. A wolf without a sense of humor wouldn’t be the one for her.
Landon chuckled. “Of course. That was the plan.”
Brando had stopped to speak to a couple of guys—the men Gabrielle had seen him with at Daytona Beach. He quickly spoke to them, then turned and hurried to intercept her and Landon on their way to the pool. She thought he would realize she was with someone and butt out. Instead, he pulled her into a hug, and she felt her face heat with embarrassment. She quickly pulled away from him and put distance between them, frowning at him for being so forward. He wasn’t her boyfriend or anything else to her, for heaven’s sake.
“What are you doing here?” Brando was all smiles, like they were the best of friends and had known each other forever.
“I’m here skiing, but I’m going swimming first.” She turned to Landon, who looked like he was ready to trounce the wolf, his eyes narrowed, his expression grim.
Even though she wasn’t Landon’s mate, he still had the territorial wolf behavior down pat.
“This is Brando Redfern from Georgia. I met him once on the beach back home. Brando, this is Landon Wolff”—a real wolf, and one she had more of a time keeping her hands off, not this guy—“who is part owner of the lodge and restaurant.”
“Swimming. That sounds like a winner. I’ll go get my trunks and join you.” Brando either didn’t get the point or he was ignoring it.
“The pool is closed,” Landon said. “It’s only open to staff.”
“You work here? As a vet?” Brando asked Gabrielle, as if he really thought they would have a vet clinic at the lodge. He was being facetious, and it certainly wasn’t a way to win anyone over, as if he’d had any real interest in getting her attention and keeping it.
“She’s an invited guest,” Landon said, his voice terse.
“Oh, well, then you could invite me, since I’m a friend of hers.” Brando’s insinuation was that there was more to their relationship than she was letting on, and that irritated her.
“Sorry, it’s a private party.” She wanted him to just go away. Of all the times to run into someone she knew who had just been passing through Daytona Beach and had never spoken to her again. That’s why she knew he wasn’t someone she could be interested in. If so, he would have gotten ahold of her at some time or another and told her what a great time he’d had and how he wanted to see her again. “Enjoy your ski vacation.”
“Yeah, I’ll get together with you later then.”
As if. She smiled lamely at him. “Let’s go swimming, Landon.” She walked with him into the pool area and stopped next to one of the chaise lounges, dropping her towel on the chair and kicking her flip-flops off.
Landon pulled off his shirt and removed his sandals. “So about this Brando…”
USA Today bestselling author Terry Spear has written over a hundred paranormal and medieval Highland romances. In 2008, Heart of the Wolf was named a Publishers Weekly Best Book of the Year. She has received a PNR Top Pick, a Best Book of the Month nomination by Long and Short Reviews, numerous Night Owl Romance Top Picks, and 2 Paranormal Excellence Awards for Romantic Literature (Finalist & Honorable Mention). In 2016, Billionaire in Wolf’s Clothing was an RT Book Reviews Top Pick. A retired officer of the U.S. Army Reserves, Terry also creates award-winning teddy bears that have found homes all over the world, helps out with her granddaughter and grandson, and she is raising two Havanese puppies. She lives in Spring, Texas.
Links to Terry’s website, blog, books, #ad etc.:
Apple Books: Jingle Bell Wolf
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