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*TRIGGER WARNING: The content in this chapter mentions acts of sexual abuse and violence. If you are a sensitive reader please skip those parts. ZION I spent the week trying to get the perfect birthday present for Alina. I had never done anything remotely like this before so I had no idea what I should get her. The fact that people expected presents at Christmas didn't help. I wasn't sure if I should get her a Christmas and birthday gift all in one or get her two separate gifts.

Marissa felt a surge of gratitude, knowing that these gifts were not just material items but symbols of the love and support that surrounded her. Among the gifts, one particularly caught her attention—a beautifully bound book filled with handwritten recipes from the village's oldest residents. This was a treasure she had always wanted, as cooking had been a cherished pastime shared with her mother. The book was a collection of family recipes, each page telling a story of love, tradition, and the joy of gathering around the table. As Marissa flipped through the pages, she could almost hear the laughter of her family and friends echoing through the years.

"Viola, I wanted to talk to you about something." His voice was softer this time, almost guilty. "Your sister just started her treatment, and the Miracle Elixir is affecting her emotions. Makes her feel down. To keep her spirits up and to help with her recovery, your parents suggested that she and I go through the Marking Ceremony. "They hope it'll make her feel better."

The Doris in the photograph wore the same gentle smile, probably calling me an idiot. As I turned away, my hand brushed against an old wooden box on the table. Inside was something Stella had arranged to send me before her death, paying a guard a small fortune to get it delivered. It was a pair of bloodstained, gold-rimmed glasses and a note written in bold, flowing handwriting. [Mark, may you live forever in this rotten world.] I pulled out a lighter and set the paper on fire. I watched as the words curled into ash, then tossed the burned note and the broken glasses into the trash can beside me.

The dinner table fell into a dead silence. “Sweetheart, come with me.” Mom led me to the backyard and pushed open the storage room door. In the corner were more than a dozen neatly stacked cases of the exact same whisky. Some were damp and moldy, others were covered in cobwebs. These were all the New Year’s gifts I had my husband, Kevin Zane, buy over the past three years. “W-What is this?” My voice came out dry. My throat was tight.

After celebratory hugs and greetings, she glanced at Nova and Charlotte and they nodded agreement. Nova stepped forward. “We girls have a few gifts for the important people in our lives. We wanted to do this now, before dinner, since we’re way too impatient to wait any longer.” She grinned, causing everyone to laugh at her unapologetic statement. They each stepped forward and started handing out the small gift boxes. Ember handed one each to Richard and Cordelia, Dad and Mom, Alpha Denzel and Luna Cindy and to Calum and Ilene, Leo and Oliver and finally she handed the last gift to Ash, who seemed confused, since she usually couldn’t keep a secret from him.

she asked and Britt agreed, resulting in her running away towards her room. "She is never going to take that off," Britt pointed out making me smile at the honesty in her words as she handed me the scissors motioning for me to remove the excess tape from the remaining seven gifts. . . . . . . . . . . . Thanks for reading ❤️‼️ Hope you enjoyed the chapter ❤️‼️

Hey, lovely readers, this is a Christmas special chapter, hope you enjoy. A Merry Christmas from me to you . “I love the Christmas-tide, and yet, I notice this, each year I live; I always like the gifts I get, but how I love the gifts I give!” ~Carolyn wells

“Open this.” It was a mug with words printed on it. ‘I can hack into your life’. “It’s insulated.” Alex said. “I know once you start working you need tons of tea so use this.” I could feel myself tearing up at the thoughtful gifts. “Thank you, Alex.” “So I am getting sex tonight?” He cheekily winked. “For every gift.” I winked back. “Dammit, I should have got more.” He passed me a packet. “Chocolates, all your favorites.”

“I’ve never had a friend before let alone receive something from them. Gabe was the first.” “And since you’ve never had a mate before either, if I got you a gift, would you treasure it as much as you treasured that bracelet?” Kiara nodded. “Maybe...” “Then...” Zique moved closer to her, his body caging her against the door. “Then I’ll give you a gift tonight and one tomorrow too. Forget about Gabe’s gift, it won’t be as important as mine.” His hand reached for the hem of her dress, lifting it. “Are you ready to unwrap my first gift?”