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 am one of those men.

I am taken from everything I know and placed in a world I don't understand. I am bound by magic I don't fully comprehend. To serve one man. To train until my lungs burn and my instincts claw their way to the surface, all for one special night. At first I refuse. I don't want to be a part of this new life.

But then I scent her.

Noelle is human. Soft. Sharp-tongued. She looks at me like I'm a man instead of a monster, and it makes something inside me snap. My reindeer side knows her before my mind does. Marks her. Chooses her. Something inside me snarls awake, ready to claim what is destined to be... Mine.

The closer Christmas Eve creeps, the thinner my control becomes. Instinct takes over. The bond tightens until resisting it feels like tearing myself apart. I'm supposed to help pull Santa's sleigh across the world in a single night. But the only thing I truly want...is to keep my mate beneath me, breathing my name, safe from everyone else.

She should run from me. But running isn't an option.

If I lose control... I lose her. And I won't survive that.

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