It always looks like Christmas threw up all over my hometown in December. Every shop's windows are frosted to perfection, and yes, couples hold hands while skating on a perfect ice rink. I'd bet someone is selling hot chocolate from a nearby cart, too. My mom's bakery is no exception to the Christmas explosion, with twinkling lights dangling from the eaves and snowmen painted on the large window around her ornate hand-drawn logo. I promised I would be home for Christmas. I didn't promise I would like it. The Wilson family hasn't had a gathering this big in years, and in this small town, there's bound to be some drama. "I invited Trace." Ope, there it is... the drama, and he's not even family. Trace Lawrence is my younger brother's annoying best friend. But he isn't the same as I remember. Gone is the nerdy kid I grew up with, and in his place is a gorgeous alpha. He shows up in skinny jeans, covered in tattoos and piercings, with a wicked grin aimed right at me. Oh, and he's got a secret. Did I forget to mention I'm a ticking time bomb? An unbonded, thirty-four-year-old omega. Yeah, that's me. Nothing could have prepared me for a blizzard, my ex, and an alpha who's decided he's keeping me. Hi, I'm Mollie, and I need a drink. Something stronger than hot chocolate, please.