Novel & Cerita Christmas Avengers

But since he had already completed this part of his plan, he was feeling quite happy and he was fine with that. "Well, I think we don't need to do any Christmas shopping yet. But I can ask if you can help us unpack and settle in tomorrow, right? Unless you're going to the office instead…" The Alpha of the Silvercrest pack suddenly froze for a moment, and then a large Cheshire cat grin slowly showed up on his face. The babies laughed at the "big happy man" and then ran to him with arms spread wide open… Soon the three were on the floor having piggyback rides with the CEO of a multi-billion-dollar company…

I trained my body for years, cultivated my mind, and above all, hardened my heart not to feel any compassion for Alexander Will Bennett. My name is Ava Smith, I'm twenty-four years old, and I hold a degree in economics. I speak five languages: French, English, Spanish, German, and Italian. Tall, with red hair, blue eyes, and freckles on my face, I possess striking beauty. I am powerful, dangerous, and can have any man I desire eating out of my hand.

Ivana snapped back almost instantly, "I've got no time for this. I'm helping Charles look for Bubbles. If Bubbles is truly lost, Charles will be heartbroken." In the next moment, she added, "Besides, Christmas is tomorrow. You're in such a hurry for me to come over because you're jealous, aren't you?" I closed my eyes and let the tears slide down soundlessly. After ten years of marriage, I finally understood that to Ivana, Noelle and I weren't even worth as much as Charles' dog. I took a deep breath and said icily, "Ivana, it was supposed to be your turn to stay with Noelle tonight. If you hadn't left, Noelle might not have…"

Victor growled through the mind link once more. Tania weaved the shadows. The vampires used bursts of speed to take out as many wolves as they could before leaping onto high brunches. I had lost my brother and Quade in the mix but I spotted a white wolf blanketed in purple flames easily. "We can't do this forever," I told Victor as I dodged the dripping fangs of a rogue, making to run left but dashing right a the last minute so the rogue missed my hind legs. I wasn't fighting. I was avoiding. I was surviving. I was blocking out the horror I felt from just snuffing out someone's life.

My anger instantly vanished and I moved around the counter to stand closer to her. "I just thought we could maybe go somewhere else for Christmas instead." Knowing exactly what she was meaning I moved and pulled her small frame into a hug. Seconds later she was sobbing into my chest, clinging onto my shirt. It had been a hard year. A very hard year actually, and I could see Liv not wanting to be here for Christmas. But to go with some stranger to their home for Christmas? "I don't want to be here without them." Olivia sobbed as I barely made out her words. I held on tighter to her as I swallowed thickly. Knowing how hard this past year had been on her I found myself saying,

I must have stared at the image for so long until I was jolted back to the moment by the deep, booming resonance of the Alpha King’s voice echoing through the massive sound system. "Welcome, citizens of Averne! Welcome, distinguished guests, nobles, and royal families," King Alderon’s voice was strong and clear, cutting through the frosty air. "Tonight, we stand at the beginning of the most wonderful season. The season of Perfect Christmas!" The crowd erupted in a massive wave of applause and cheers that swallowed the avenue. The lights on the massive pine trees and garlands pulsed in time with the cheer.

Mara's POV “I have never celebrated Christmas because every year I'm afraid that the curse would strike again.” My mouth hung open as I remembered the signage at the spa earlier and my mind quickly connected the pieces together. The Alpha who has never celebrated Christmas. But how do I know if this man is an Alpha?

The crowd stares at me in utter disbelief, like I’ve lost my damn mind. "Sorry, sorry," I manage between giggles, wiping my tears. "I don’t mean to be disrespectful, but—" Another laugh escapes. "Alpha Santa? Did you seriously just say Alpha Santa? Really?" Their expressions darken, but I can't stop myself. "You’re telling me—" I suck in a breath, trying to steady myself. "The mysterious stranger who has been granting all your wishes, feeding you, protecting you, is the one you want as Alpha?" Murmurs of confusion.

Alaric asked flatly. “It was festive,” Alex defended. “It was fragile,” Denise corrected. Zendaya raised her phone. “For documentation purposes.” “Delete it,” Alaric said immediately. “No,” she replied just as quickly. I stepped into the middle of the room and picked up a piece of torn wrapping paper. “It’s Christmas,” I announced. “No one is getting arrested.” Malik grinned. “She understands me.” “I didn’t say that.” Ava came down the hallway carrying more gift boxes. “Are we opening the rest or are the toddlers in timeout?”

I learned to be thankful and quiet. That acceptance made me hate Christmas. Love songs made my skin crawl. The lights under our tree looked like glass eyes. The ribbons on the presents were traps. Every year, the house tuned itself to cheer and I pretended to enjoy it. The twenty-fifth became the night when a new kind of cold touched my bones. It was the day the truth had crawled out at me like an animal. It was the day I had learned how much of my life had been decided by other hands.