A Wizard for Christmas (The Protectors, #1)

“She’ll break,” he warned.

The Protectors had been watching the young woman with that quick smile and ears with a slightly elfin point for the past three years.

Hadrian still couldn’t get over how fragile she looked. She was a slender woman with a haunting pair of green eyes.

“It’s too soon. We bring this to her, she’ll fall off the edge. She’ll drop straight into hell. And then what do we do? What good will she be to us then...to anyone?”

Frank ran his finger lightly of the smooth surface of the ice. It cracked.

“I’m counting on you to not let that happen.”