Santa grimaced. “I think it was a test. We all thought her rescue went off relatively easily. None of our people were harmed and we got her to safety. While he suffered losses, he had so many followers that he considered them cannon fodder. But this means he planned to use her anyway.”

“Why would he want to kill me and Storm or Willow?”

“Maybe to see what would happen if he threw a bomb at us?” Storm offered.

“I don’t know,” Santa said. “It’s possible he was trying to take you out because you’re a Guardian or attempting to harm any security people at the Entrance. Frost’s mind is warped with the dark magic, so this may just be the start with him. It’s still early in December. He always ramps up his attacks before Christmas, trying to find ways to get to me and the Well. But this means that we need to up security with the portals. It’s not enough for a Guardian to show up at the Entrance and let someone through to the Well. We need more guards.”

“We can recruit the elves on the security team,” Storm said.

“Yes. I’ll get on that now. You two need to enjoy your mating, so don’t worry anymore about it. In the meantime, let me take care of this.” He glanced at Storm as he stooped down in front of Seren. “This might feel hot, but it’ll be over in a moment.”

He didn’t touch her but hovered his hand over the tracker. She still couldn’t believe that Frost had put a tracker in her.

Ew, had he undressed her?

She shivered.

Her hip got very hot, and she let out a little yelp.

Santa pulled his hand away. Where the cold spot had been, a tiny white star now rested.

“Oh, it’s like a little tattoo of my name.”

“Magic leaves traces,” Santa said. “I’m glad you don’t mind it.”

“Hey, as long as Jack Frost can’t find me, I don’t care what it looks like.”

Santa nodded.

“Thank you,” Storm said.

“Of course. You two take care of yourselves and enjoy your mating time.”

His brothers joined them in the gathering room a little while later, Winter rolling Seren’s suitcase behind him.

“Oh! Someone went to get it?” she asked.

“A few elves went while we were out walking,” Winter said.

Hunter handed over her backpack, which had a dark stain on the bottom. “I think one of your perfumes or something broke when you landed on it. We can order whatever you need, though. Storm can show you how.”

“Thanks so much, guys, I really appreciate it.”

They all decided to have dinner together and went to the cafeteria, where they sat at a big table with several of the other Guardians.

She met Sebastian the wolf and Maverick the snow leopard.

“I heard that Asher is taking off?” Hunter said.

“Yeah, his grandma is ill so he’s going home for a while,” Maverick said.

“Who’s going to replace him?” Storm asked. “I’m taking a few days off with Seren.”

“The alpha, Knox,” Maverick said. “He was a Guardian when he was younger, he stepped down when he became alpha. He’s the best choice because he doesn’t have to be trained.”

Storm hadn’t met Knox, but he’d heard stories from the leopards about their fierce alpha.

“When are you two going home to Pennsylvania?” Sebastian asked.