Picture I ditch my job and walk into my apartment early, only to find my boyfriend’s version of a spa day with a woman who's clearly not me. My first thought? If only I could zap him into oblivion. Sadly, *that* type of magic doesn't run through my veins. Instead, I escape to Mystic Hollow, trading city chaos for beachside calm. And that’s where Morgan comes in – he’s the carefree hawk shifter running the Seashell Inn, and practically the human (well, shifter) embodiment of everything that usually makes me unpredictability, spontaneity, and a knack for living in the moment that’s as baffling as it is captivating. He’s like a puzzle with a few pieces missing, and somehow, I find myself wanting to solve it. Hanging out with Morgan, I start to see life through a different lens. He’s got this uncanny ability to make me embrace the unexpected, to find joy in the little detours life throws our way. The more I try to keep my guard up, the more I find myself letting it down, lured by the promise of new adventures in his company. But here's the Is a guy who’s always chasing the next gust of wind really cut out for a forever kind of deal? And what about his past – those shadows that seem to follow him around? As we wade deeper into the magical tides of Mystic Hollow, Morgan and I are faced with a Do we let the magic of the moment bind us closer, or do we let the realities of our separate lives pull us apart? It’s a dance on the edge of two worlds, and only time will tell if our steps are in sync or if we’re destined to part ways.