Page 17 of A Pack Christmas


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“She might be old, but she’s not deaf,” I warn them, then point to the crooked Christmas tree, spilled cookies, and broken elf decoration. “Fix this. Now.”

Roman is on his feet, and I’m tempted to ask him if he’s okay, but I won’t ruin Beatrix’s shaming. It’s too entertaining.

I turn away and follow her to the kitchen.

When I’m halfway back, Roman’s voice finally mutters through my mind.I’m sorry.

He’s really the best mate ever.

As long as my Christmas isn’t ruined, all is forgiven.

It’s going to be perfect, he promises, but in the next second…everything goes dark.

“What the hell?” I demand, stepping into the kitchen.

“Um, I’m pretty sure your power just went out,” Amersyn says. “Do you need to turn on your generator?”

“We don’t have one of those. Never had a need,” I say, annoyed that my white Christmas might just ruin everything I had planned.

“I can—” Beatrix starts to say, but Andie cuts her off.

“Show me your power box,” the younger witch says. “I’ll fix this.”

Beatrix glares at her. “I just showed those boys who’s boss. I can handle a power boost. I’m not dead yet.”

“Yes, you’ve made that clear on several occasions.” Andie sighs as she gets up and follows me toward the back door.

Just as I go to step outside, there’s a crash and the sound of glass shattering.

“I didn’t do it!” Roman’s voice echoes through the house and I cover my face with my hands.

This is what I get for just thinking that everything was finally working out.

Beatrix gets up from her chair. “You two go fix the power. I’ll put leashes on the men.”

I chuckle, because I think she really means that.

“I’ll help Beatrix,” Amersyn says, getting up and going after the witch.

Once Andie and I are outside, headed toward the main breaker box beneath the old pack house, she wraps an arm around me and lets out a happy sigh. “I’m really glad you did this.”

“Seriously?” I reply with a shiver, thanks to the freak snowstorm. Though, looking out at our land and seeing it covered in a blanket of white…is rather magical. At least until I remember how it’s ruining my day. “It’s been chaotic, and you left a pack that had problems to be dealt with. This seems like the worst idea ever.”

She shrugs, still smiling. “But we’re together.”

Those three words release all the tension I’ve been holding onto since going into planning mode. My best friend is right. Being together is the most important part of all this.

I always have Embry around, but the other women in my life are all too often missed. This is what I wanted. Us together. Maybe I just need to stop caring so much about how everything looks and goes and just be present in this moment.

“Thank you,” I tell her sincerely, leaning my head against her shoulder. “I wanted everything to be perfect, but it already is just by you all being here.”

We get to the door that leads to the basement and I open it, going inside first, then almost tripping over a box. “Son of a bitch,” I mutter, bending down to rub my shin.

Andie’s hand begins to glow, and a smirk appears on her face. “Want a little help?”

“From you? Always.”

We get to the breaker box, and I let Andie do her thing. Briefly, the purple glow from her hand fades until she presses her palms over the main power source to the pack house. She closes her eyes and mutters words I don’t understand.

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