Totally Frosted (Shifter Speed Dating #8)

by Zoey Indiana

Fated mates speed dating… what a fucking scam. First of all, fated mates were nothing more than a fairytale used to control the behavior of little shifter males, hoping they'd grow up into over trained lap dogs for shifter females. The fact that Felix had somehow created a business about it was both genius and devious. He sold a fairytale, nothing more, nothing less.

Uuuggghhhhh

I inhaled to question her, but the flour went up my nose, and I only had a split second to feel the horror slam into me. The sneeze happened before I could escape. My body shrank as my dignity folded into itself until it disappeared from existence. I silently swore at the witch who'd cursed me centuries ago. My tiny arms reached out, trying to stop myself from smashing into the ground. I'd learned the hard way it hurt like a sonofabitch, but wouldn't kill me to be smashed into nothing more than crumbs. I slid along Blaze's apron, slipping into her pocket.

NO

I'd gone over a hundred years without a human witnessing my premature cookiefication. "I knew you were a shifter, but I've never seen anyone turn into a cookie before. You're a fucking gingerbread man cookie."

OH MY GOD

While what you did may have been legal, it wasn't ethical or moral. Going back sixty years to a clerical error and using it to take ownership of my bakery makes you a giant asshole."

Holy shit this guy sucks

I tried to roll up my sleeves to wash my hands, but remembered I was naked except for her apron. "Then it's a good thing I'm an accomplished baker myself."

This is extremely unsanitary

Could I mate Blaze with the hope she'd break the curse or would she find a way to warm my icy heart?

Blegh

"Not the gumdrop button…