Sugar Cookies and Mistletoe by Kay Doherty

Preston believed he would never find his mate. When he finally does, he’s in for a surprise. His mate, Dylan, is a rare omega wolf-shifter, but he’s still a child himself. Due to the unusual circumstances, the families agree to keep Preston and Dylan separated, only allowing monitored emails to be exchanged between them. Six years later, Dylan returns to the wolf-shifter town of Barton, and Preston. With Christmas just around the corner, it’s the perfect time for Dylan to meet the Callahan Pack, reunite with his mate, and figure out exactly what his omega status means for his future with Preston.

About The Book


Title: Sugar Cookies and Mistletoe

Author: Kay Doherty

Publisher: NineStar Press

Release Date: October 22, 2018

Heat Level: 1 – No Sex

Pairing: Male/Male

Length: 11600

Genre: Paranormal, Halloween, Christmas, werewolves, bonded, virgin, reunited

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Sugar Cookies and Mistletoe
Kay Doherty © 2018
All Rights Reserved

“Almost there,” John announced from the driver’s seat.

Dylan didn’t respond. He was emotional, to say the least, as his uncle’s SUV bumped along the rutted, snow-covered road. He’d come of age six months ago, but his return to the wolf town of Barton, and his mate, had been delayed. Three days after his eighteenth birthday, he’d become severely ill with an unknown virus that had left him weak, feverish, and unable to keep food down for nearly a month. By the time the virus passed, he was rail thin and pale, and his uncle thought it best that Preston not see him in such a state. Uncle John had told him it’d been hard enough as it was to convince Preston that Dylan was being well cared for over the years. Seeing Dylan while he looked to be at death’s door wouldn’t help matters. Once Dylan no longer felt ill with every bite he took and had gained enough weight, they felt safe taking him to Preston, so they were on their way back to Barton.

Another round of fear had Dylan pulling his knees to his chest. He tugged the backpack, which held the Christmas presents he’d bought Preston over the years, closer to him so he could pull the photo of his mate from the front pocket. Over the past six years, Dylan and Preston had emailed each other religiously because the constant contact seemed necessary. Due to his young age, Dylan’s father hadn’t wanted him and Preston to have any kind of contact at all. Uncle John had convinced him to make the allowance for emails to be exchanged, which he’d reluctantly agreed to only because they were mates. Attached to one email was the photo of Preston that Dylan had immediately printed. Preston had urged Dylan to share a photo of his own, so Dylan had sent a photo of himself his aunt had taken during his sixteenth birthday party.

It was quite by accident they discovered “seeing” Preston during his heats helped to ease the discomfort. After that, he kept the picture close by. Dylan would never admit to anyone exactly how the photo helped, but having been young themselves at one time, he suspected they all knew. Not even porn would get Dylan through a bout of heat-induced masturbation like the photo of his mate. Preston’s firm expression, his clear blue eyes, and that amazingly muscular body, even clothed as it was, turned out to be the best medicine.

“Doing okay back there?” his uncle asked.

Dylan stared at the Welcome to Barton sign as they bounced past, and his heart began thumping in his chest. “No.”

His aunt turned in the passenger seat to look at him. “Do you need to be sick?”


“Dylan,” she said and touched his ankle. “What’s wrong?”

He felt tears welling in his eyes, but he refused to let them fall. It was stupid to be so scared of meeting his mate. They’d met once before, though he couldn’t remember the details. He certainly remembered his first heat, which had apparently been brought on by Preston, but he only vaguely recalled having seen the man. The image of Preston he had in his head was the photo he held. That was it. His mate was nothing more than a picture and written words in an email. And the idea of being mated to a stranger terrified him. Then again, his own body terrified him.

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About the Author

Kay lives in Colorado with her husband and their animal children. Family is important to her so there are weekly visits to her parents and frequent text messages with her brothers. She has a severe addiction to coffee and Mexican food. She loves to read and write and can easily become consumed by it for hours, much to the dismay of the husband and dogs. On occasion, she can be convinced to venture out into world of the living.

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