I’ve crash-landed on a magical mountain and the mountain man who shot me isn’t even human. He’s a polar bear shifter, and he hates my kind. He’d have let me die…if I hadn’t begged him to save me. Now I’m stuck in his cabin until Valentine’s Day—I mean, until my injury heals. But this sizzling shifter’s not the lonely hermit I made him out to be.
A Mountain Man Valentine’s (Holiday Shifters of Frost Mountain)