Mountainside Tryst on a Snowy Night (Fantastical Trysts, #2)

We met that winter when she descended from the mountainside, a beautiful figure covered in soft brown fur that stood out against the blanket of white. Her hair was dark and thick, braided long with a set of horns between tall ears that were raised high. And her hazel eyes shone like amber as they caught the light reflected off the snow.

She was a half-breed unlike any other I'd seen, a wandering huntress in need of shelter as the forming blizzard threatened to bury everything. I offered to h...