Mated to the Monster Under my Bed (Hidden Hollow #6)

Prologue

DANNI

In my dream, I walked through the dim cottage, wondering if it could really belong to me. The warm smell of fresh baked bread teased my nose but instead of the sunny kitchen, I found myself drawn to the shadowy bedroom.

The door was already cracked and it creaked as I pushed it all the way open. Inside was a massive four-poster bed covered in a familiar, checkered quilt.

I recognized it as one my grandmother had made. It was always on my special bed in her house when I came to visit her but I hadn’t seen it in over thirty years. Now, here it was again, looking as fresh and clean as it had the last time I’d seen it, when I was only ten.

I leaned over to touch the quilt and that was when I heard it. A deep, dark voice rumbling from under the bed.

“At last you’ve come home, my little witch. I can’t wait to hold you again…”