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Our powerful girl gang moves through the trees together, each of us carrying a few snowballs in our hands in case this fight is further from over than I hope.
A branch breaks from up ahead, sounding high enough from the ground that my gaze moves quicker, and I scent out the area.
Your dad, my wolf says with a growl. She’s possibly a little too much into winning this game.
My fingers brush against my mom’s hand, and I catch her subtle nod. She knows. Of course she knows. She’s Luna Marked.
I turn to warn the others in my own way, but before the words can leave my mouth, we’re ambushed. Totally and utterly ambushed.
Snowballs come at us from left and right, and the few we’re holding are no match for what the men have brought.
“It’s a trap!” Andie’s voice shouts from the distance, but it’s too late.
A snowball hits me, likely bruising my nose as it explodes around my face. I retreat behind a tree and notice Aunt Embry doing the same, holding her arm and cupping the side of her face.
Mom soon joins me, and Lucinda finds her own tree, brushing white dust off herself in several spots. I’m pretty sure the only one left is Aunt Amersyn.
“We need to—”
“Enough!” GiGi’s booming voice cuts through the air around us.
When I peek around the tree, her shimmering form appears out of nowhere, tendrils of energy wafting around her before they float away, making me grin. She always knows how to make one hell of an entrance.
Aunt Andie skids to a stop, ropes still hanging from her wrists where I assume they had her tied up, using her to bait us. When Uncle Foster drops from the branches, she swirls around and points a finger at him. “You’re in deep shit.”
“But we won.” His smirk grows, but it doesn’t last long.
“Who slapped a crown on your head and made you queen?” GiGi retorts. “I was appointed game master. I say who wins.”
“Oh, come on, Beatrix,” Maciah says. “You know we just kicked their asses.”
“Says who?” Amersyn replies, running a hand over her body. “This is the skin of a killer. I don’t have a mark on me.”
Mom and Embry burst into laughter as I groan. Oh, that vampire has no clue what she’s just done.
“Beatrix, make her sparkle,” Embry begs with her hands pressed together. “Please, please, make her sparkle.”
“All of you lose,” GiGi announces. “The women because,” her eyes sneer at Mom and Aunt Embry, “I expected better of you. The men because if you honestly thought you had a chance in hell of winning something I was judging after crashing into my decorations earlier, you’re stupider than I’ve always thought.”
She teleports out of the snow-covered forest, and the rest of us are left staring at each other.
“You know we won,” Dad finally announces.
“The only time you men have ever won anything is when we stupidly decided to be your mates,” Aunt Lucy replies, then raises a brow at Uncle Finn. “Go back to the house and put on the reindeer if you expect me to forgive you for this.”
He points at himself. “What the hell did I do besides play the game you told me Ihadto play?”
Aunt Lucy’s wings extend, and she practically growls. “House. Reindeer. Now.”
With those final words, the fae shoves off the ground and flaps her wings, flying through the still-falling snow without a care.
By the time I look back at Uncle Finn, he’s already disappeared. Smart man.
Cillian joins me as people begin to disperse, and when he wraps an arm around me, he whispers into my ear, “Can we go home now? I kinda miss our kids.”
Me too, but they’ve been with their great grandma Ramona—also dubbed RaRa—building snowmen and having their own little snowball fight. So, I haven’t felt too bad being away all day.
“You’re good to go home for the night, but I need to help Mom,” I tell him. “The turkey mess seems to be far from over, thanks to the power going out earlier.”
