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With Christmas just days away, I still hadn't found the perfect gift for my queen. The blank parchment before me mocked my lack of inspiration. I'd already scribbled down and crossed out a dozen ideas. Jewelry seemed too impersonal—Ava had drawers full of it, much of it unworn. Books were Noah's territory; he always knew exactly which obscure historical tome or rare first edition would make her green eyes light up. Theo had already commissioned a blacksmith to craft something he refused to reveal to any of us, and Callum had been disappearing into the forest for weeks, returning with wood shavings clinging to his clothes and a secretive smile.

"That's what Christmas is all about, isn't it? The spirit of giving." Kiki nodded as she watched Santa pass out the gifts to the children, one by one. "It sure is." Children squealed with delight as they opened their gifts. At that moment, Kiki didn't want to be anywhere else. She and Evelyn spent the rest of the evening watching the children open gifts until they could hardly hold their eyes open. When the last gift had been passed out, Santa gathered the children around and read A Visit from St. Nicholas, better known as 'Twas the Night Before Christmas. A few minutes later, Abby approached Kiki, her eyes drooping.

They had discussed it directly, in the manner of the second year's discussions: carefully, with the specific quality of two people who were not yet entirely comfortable but were committed to finding the accurate arrangement. Don had said: I am happy to do whatever Christmas you need. Ernest had said: I need very little. Don had said: then we do very little, and we do it well. The doing-very-little-and-doing-it-well had become the Christmas method across the seven years. It had the following elements: a good dinner on Christmas Eve rather than Christmas Day, because Christmas Day was often better as the quiet day after the occasion rather than the occasion itself; a walk on Christmas morning,

I heard both of my mates growel lowly as they squeezed both of my theighs harder. Curse this heat and stupid werewolf hormones. If they keep touching me like this, ill probably explode right here. "Maybe we can skip the gifts and have you under the tree wrapped up instead." Axel said seductively in my ear but all it did was confuse me more because wouldn't they still technically be unwrapping gifts but it just be me. "Calm down brother, will have her later, if she wants and yes we are still doing gifts baby. I have something special for you, plus my mother would be upset missing your first christmas with us as a family."

Lots of gifts were placed under it , “what do you think you would get?” “a bike. I have been telling her I wanted to get a new one.” He said with a wink making me chuckle. She possibly won’t buy the bike, or will she? We watched the crowd reduce and after lots of teasing by everyone we finally went to the Christmas tree. I bent down and picked a pack with my name written on top. it was a small box with green and red decorations. I watched Noah bring out a box similar to mine again. She did not get me a bike now, did she?

Twenty-five minutes later I had found the perfect gifts for Olivia. As soon as I came across the older cookbooks I had to get them. They looked well used and the older lady told me they had been in her family for ages but she felt like someone else could use them now. They were all baking cookbooks and I knew Olivia would love them. That is if my mom didn't try and steal them first. Along with those three cookbooks, I saw a gorgeous scarf I just had to get. With how cold it got here I figured Olivia could always use another one. I was actually quite proud of the gifts but I had yet to find something for Knox.

Paintings adorned three walls while the last wall was all built-in bookcases filled with an eclectic mixture of works. Gabe loved to read. Jace and Ash teased Gabe about being a bookworm, but it was a passion that Mia shared with Gabe. While Gabe had given her the necklace and earrings she’d worn to the party the night before, that same Christmas, she’d given him a signed first edition of a Cormac McCarthy novel. “You look nervous,” Gabe said, breaking into her thoughts. “I won’t bite, Mia. Not yet anyway.”

HEY GUYS SINCE I AM STILL RECEIVING COMMENTS FROM READERS CONCERNING THE BONUS CHAPTERS I WILL EXPLAIN THEM AGAIN. THE BONUS CHAPTERS WERE A GIFT. THEY WERE GOING TO GO AT THE END OF THE BOOK BUT I GAVE THEM TO YOU EARLY AS A CHRISTMAS GIFT SO THAT YOU HAD CONTENT TO READ BUT DIDN'T HAVE TO PAY FOR. HOLIDAY-CENTRIC CONTENT. ( I DID THIS BECAUSE THESE WERE ALREADY WRITTEN, AND I COULD EASILY POST TO SPEND TIME WITH FAMILY.)

He'd appear at random moments just to ruffle my hair or ask if I was comfortable. "Are you cold? Too warm? Do you need more pillows?" he'd fuss. But the most surprising thing was the gifts. Every morning when I woke up, countless presents would be piled by my door. The variety was staggering—sometimes entire sheets of freshly hunted, processed snow deer pelts that were perfect for making warm winter cloaks. Sometimes rare herbs that emanated faint magical energy, exactly the kind that would be invaluable for my healing work. There were also books on advanced healing techniques, expensive crystal vials for potion storage, and even a set of silver-inlaid surgical tools that must have cost a fo

I had to give it to her; she was a lot more patient than I typically am on Christmas morning. “Santa” had brought Lily a Princess Elsa doll, Kayla bought her a microphone, and Alex and I together bought her a full Elsa dress up costume. To say that her head nearly exploded with excitement was an understatement. Once she’d calmed down a bit, we exchanged gifts with each other and Kayla and I ended in a puddle of giggles to find we’d bought each other the same gift, only she’d bought me the understated pair of hoop earrings and I bought her the huge ass, hang to her neck ones.