I heard a movement in my chimney. And the fire instantly died. Suddenly, a tall hunky guy stepped out of my fireplace. If this was Santa, I was so ready to be spanked this year. I had to keep myself from putting my finger against my mouth and asking "Santa, have I been a bad, naughty girl this year? However, will you punish me?" Instead I said: "You know you are about 15 days early, right? Although I am curious if I made the naughty or good list this year?" Erin is a witch with no control over her powers living alone in the city. At the start of December she accidentally casts a spell which brings the muscular werewolf Devin falling down her chimney. Is she actually his mate or has the spell tricked a dangerous enemy to act as her boyfriend until Christmas? What happens when Christmas arrives? Will Erin and Devin choose each other or will they restart the war between witches and werewolves?
"That's her. The black wolf." I could hear the footsteps moving away from me. Some braver souls would stay put to look at me before hastily looking away. No one approached me. It hurt but it was not like this was the first time. I liked to think I was used to it. But as a wolf you never get used to the isolation. We are supposed to be a part of a group. We are supposed to play together. If I tried to join my packs games the playing would stop. People would bow, offer to play whatever game I wanted by try to leave as fast as possible. Everyone in my pack, even the alpha feared me. Therefore, it should not be shocking that I was sent away to be trained at a different school. This made everyone sleep better at home. I don't know what had made this pack forced to take me. Maybe they owed a debt or they were desperate for cash. I however agreed as they were also willing to take my little sister, Lina. She had just turned 18 and had not received her wolf. That was not supposed to happen. It never happened. If everyone looked at me with fear, then everyone looked at her with pity. A werewolf without a wolf. It would be like a human without a soul. She felt something was missing every moment of every day. She could not take part in most courses. She could not heal or transform. There was no need for the breeding program as everyone knew no wolf would take her as a mate. Some people even wondered why she did not just join the human world. But they failed to understand. She was a wolf. It was just missing. She felt the call, could not disobey the alphas orders. She was stuck. "Hey Lizzy! What is your first class?" Lina asked. "Battles with fairies. And you?" "Wolvine economy". "How does that compare to normal economy?" "It is the exact same thing but they put "wolf" in front of it. But it is still the class I look forwards to the most." Lina loved numbers. She was great with them. Even though she was four years younger than me she could help me with my math’s homework as a child. The bell rang and we moved to our respective classes. My class was taught in the dojo. I'd been showed around the school yesterday and easily made my way there. The class was small. Unreasonably small. 5 people were in the room. All men. The battle program was always the most filled program in all packs as we were in a constant need for fighters. This room should have been full. I move to introduce myself to the group when I hear a movement behind me. And then it hits me. A smell like nothing I have ever smelled before. It is like chocolate and marshmallows, and butterscotch and Christmas. It smells like happiness and home. I'm almost afraid to turn around but completely incapable of stopping myself. It is a man with black hair and dark grey eyes. He is easily the largest male in the room. Defiantly an alpha. Maybe even James Strongbourn himself. I feel a strange desire to s****m mate but Darkness stops me. "He is not my mate", she says. "He feels like my mate", I respond to her. "No, I would know my mate", she says again, and settles down to rest in my mind. This is not the first time this has happened. Darkness, my wolf, and me often don't agree on things. Wolves and their bonded are supposed to be one. Work together. Feel together. Definitely mate together. But my bond with Darkness had never felt quite right. When I spoke to my masters about it they say it is because she came to soon. A wolf should emerge on our 18th birthday. Darkness came to me when I was 8. I suddenly realize that I have been staring at the man for too long of a time and that people have noticed. I need to diffuse the situation. I give him a smile. "Hi, I'm the new trainee. Lizzy Blacktail." I reach out my hand and he instantly recoils. My hand drops and my smile falls. So not my mate. I give him a sad smile and move towards the front of the classroom. I actually feel tears begging to fall from my eyes. I have not cried for years. I won't start here in this embarrassing moment. James POV I'm heading into class and suddenly the world just stops. There is a new girl with dark wavy hair, a simple white t-shirt and a pair of jeans. She smells like the little clearing in the forest where I used to play with my brother when I was a child and we were considered safe enough to let us play alone in the forest. She smelled of joy and family. Mate? I was a second from saying it when Star stopped me. "Not our mate?" he said. "No?" I ask. "Doesn't feel right. Both is mate and isn't mate." "That makes no sense." "Something is wrong. Darkness is not my mate." "Who is Darkness?" "The wolf, her wolf. She introduces herself as Darkness and she is not our mate." Broken out of the moment by movement I see the girl take a step towards me. She is talking but I can't hear what she
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