A Yowling Yuletide by Celeste Hall

Author:Celeste Hall
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: shapeshifter, celeste hall, kitty coven, werecat, witches

O Holy Night!

Matt had to be dreaming, that was the only explanation for the stunning, naked woman now standing in his doorway. But if this was only a fantasy his mind had conjured up, why had he imagined her as a cat?

He shook his head. Who cared? Miranda looked incredibly beautiful and nervous as she chewed on her lip and waited for him to do something other than sit and stare at her like a damned fool.

His mouth opened a closed a few times as he fumbled for a voice.

“I really need to read that Charles Dickens version,” he at last managed, in something between a hoarse moan and a growl. “If this is a preview, those movie adaptations really didn’t do it justice.”

Her laughter sounded relieved and happy, awakening a fierce need in him to see that she remained that way.

Never in his life had he seen a woman appear so vulnerable and so determined at the same time, he could hardly pull his eyes away from her long enough to crawl out of bed and fetch a long soft bathrobe from the closet.

“As much as I’d love to just sit here and stare at you,” he grinned, holding the robe open towards her. “It’s pretty cold tonight. You look like you might appreciate this.”

She stepped forward into his robe, and into his arms, and he quickly closed both around her. This might be a dream, but it felt incredible to be holding her again, making him wonder why the hell he’d let her go the first time.

“Thank you,” she murmured, looking up at him with hopeful eyes. “You’re really taking this a lot better than I expected. I was prepared for a lot more shouting and throwing of nearby objects. People can be a little hesitant to accept the existence of shifters.”

“Shifters?” He was only half listening to her as he tried to memorize every detail of her beautiful face. It was as if he were really looking at her for the first time. And maybe he was. He’d done everything but throw a wall up between them these last few days.

“Rachel calls us werecats,” Miranda shrugged. “But both terms pretty much mean the same thing, right?”

Rachel? This fantasy was taking an unpleasant turn. He usually preferred that his dream women didn’t mention family members, business deals, or other mundane subjects.

"Oh," she looked uncomfortable, like a child caught with her hand in the cookie jar. "She didn't tell you... I mean, of course she didn't. I guess that's not exactly something you just blurt out at Thanksgiving dinner, right?"

Matt frowned. He hadn't gone to Thanksgiving dinner. His subconscious knew that, so why...?

"This isn't a dream, is it?"

She didn't need to answer, because it really wasn't a question. But Miranda still slowly shook her head and eyed him as if she expected the top of his head to suddenly explode.

Matt took a good hard look at the situation bearing that possibility in mind.

The woman he'd spent the last week

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