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Feeling a bit tired from all the overthinking and hauling old books all morning. "I'm telling you, it will be Vivienne Skye Harper matched to Finn Yamada," Madi said, trying to cheer me up and patting my back, before standing up. "Come on, future Mrs Yamada, we have books to sell," she said, arms outstretched. I sighed loudly and let her pull me up.

It belongs to him, but I’m not telling him that. Colin rips my shirt off without ever breaking our kiss. His pajama pants fight to keep his erection caged when he rubs it against my lace-covered core. The tingles soak the lace in need. Colin pulls away from me, his hazel eyes swirling with gold. I can only guess his wolf is present to. The dance of colors is mesmerizing. His eyes never leave mine as he flicks the lace underwear off my body. He takes a deep breath. The smell of my desire turns his eyes black.

I have not had sex with Alex in over two years. The End.

I could feel their disapproval like a chill wind, but the mate mark on my chest glowed brighter, pulsing with shared power that defied both groups. James pulled me closer on the mossy ground, his hands roaming over my body with renewed hunger. He kissed my neck where his bite had marked me, his tongue soothing the tender skin while his fingers found my wet pussy again. I spread my legs for him, inviting the next wave of energy exchange. His cock, thick and ready, pressed against my entrance once more, sliding in with a slow, deliberate push that made me arch and moan. We moved together in a rhythm that built the magic, each thrust sending waves of heat through the bond.

Dominic grumbled, warning the younger woman to not tect his patience. Instead of getting off his lap, Ana made herself comfortable, sitting directly on top of his clothed cock without any space between their wet bodies, creating a spark of fire between them. Ana didn't care about Dom's warning, staring deep into his eyes, leaning closer until they were only a breath apart.

“Hard not to when we’re all so close.” Tension hummed. We continued, bodies brushing constantly. When someone got up for more cocoa, hips grazed hips in the narrow path between couch and hearth. Legs intertwined under shared blankets, my calf against Dana’s smooth one, Alex’s foot playfully rubbing Bella’s. Lingering eye contact across the flames said everything words didn’t.

She stood at the corner, arms folded, smile sharp as a glass ornament. Jace straightened instantly. I stepped back so fast I nearly tripped. Bianca’s gaze flicked between us — my swollen lips, his disheveled hair, the distance that wasn’t nearly enough. Her smile widened slowly. “Oh,” she said lightly. “This is going to be… fun.” And just like that… I knew: Christmas was about to get a whole lot worse.

I thought maybe my mate just wasn't close by yet, that fate would bring us together when the time was right. I waited through nineteen, then twenty, then twenty-one. Now I am twenty-two and still completely alone. Catherine had found her mate the day she turned eighteen. They'd locked eyes across a crowded room and both knew instantly. But here I was, four years later, with nothing. Maybe I didn't have a mate. Maybe I was one of those unlucky wolves who was destined to be alone forever. Maybe I'd waited long enough and it was time to accept reality. "I'll just go," I said firmly, avoiding his question entirely. "When do we need to tell them someone is coming?"