Page 10 of A Pack Christmas


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Since I don’t know, I figure it’s safer not to answer, but when I notice a black plume of smoke coming from across the pack, I can’t keep quiet.

“I think someone’s house is on fire,” I tell her before stepping between the battling women.

Her shoulders drop sharply. “Yeah, it’s been a day. People are already there working on it. I was one of them before we got a call about missing limbs. That’s where Foster disappeared back to.”

And here I thought snow was a shitty problem to have. At least our vamps are minding their business.

Maciah and I move in, each grabbing one of the women by their wrists and pulling them away from each other.

The brunette I’m restraining screams, “That whore slept with my mate!”

“I wouldn’t have had to if you’d been woman enough to satisfy him.”

Holy shit. We’ve stepped into one of those human drama shows.

Maciah places a hand over the blonde’s mouth, and I do the same to the brunette as he says rather menacingly, “If either of you yell one more word, I’m going to put both of you in the same underground cell and not return until you’re both dead. Do I make myself clear?”

The women’s eyes go wide as they both nod, and I point to the wolf shifter Andie is working on. “Who tore his leg off?”

They both point at each other. Great. Super helpful.

“Don’t say a word or my mate will lock you up,” I warn the brunette before addressing Andie. “Is this a situation we actually need tohandle?”

The witch’s hands are glowing over the detached limb, but she manages to multi-task and answer me. “No. He’s just an idiot that wasn’t paying attention to what he was doing. Just get them away from here and meet me at the fire. I need to finish helping to put it out once he’s mostly healed.”

Andie doesn’t have to tell us twice.

“We’re going to let you speak, and the only words you’re going to say are the ones needed for us to escort you back to your houses,” I tell both women. “Once you’re there, you’re not going to leave until Andie or Foster come back in two days to sort the rest of this out.” Their faces pale at the mention of house arrest, but that’s the least of my concerns. “Do you both understand?”

Thankfully, they nod, and I turn the brunette away from the blonde before I ask her for directions to her house.

Maciah and the blonde head in the opposite direction, and it’s not long before I’m led to a small cabin amongst a grouping of others.

Before I let her into the house, I at least try to sympathize and help Andie, in hopes this conversation might prevent further mayhem from happening.

“You said that guy is your mate?” I ask her.

Tears well in her brown eyes as she nods.

“Fated or chosen?”

She stutters. “Chosen when we were eighteen.”

Oh, hell. She’s maybe in her mid-twenties. They had puppy love and… Sometimes I don’t understand the world. Okay, most of the time.

I grab her shoulders and give her a solid shake. “Listen, Wolf. He’s a man. The boy you fell in love with isn’t the one you want to be tied to for the rest of your life. Have Andie break the chosen mate bond when she’s home, forget about him, and hope you’re lucky enough to find your fated mate. No one is worth making a fool of yourself by fighting with another female in public over someone who seems to have openly and literally fucked you both.”

She starts to sob, but at least nods as I give her a mostly gentle shove toward her door. “Don’t forget. Two days of house arrest. You’re not to leave until your alpha says you can.”

Her cries get louder, but I’m not the person to sooth her. I get the hell out of there and decide snow in Texas has never sounded more perfect.

Chapter7

CAIT

Back in East Texas…

The tree is finally up and thanks to my daughter, the ornaments all have hooks on them and have been untangled from the previous mess I found them in. Now, we just need to finish decorating.

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