“I really feel like we should be walking in slow motion while awesome background music plays,” Sally said.
“Wearing Santa hats,” Jacque added.
“We’re on squad IDLD,” Zara said as they reached the other girls. “Indoor lights and decor.” She pointed to the key on the paper. “Before we get started, I’m thinking we need a squad cheer or something.”
“We want to put all the other squadrons to shame,” Crina said.
Sally and Jacque looked at each other then back at the two girls.
“We like how you girls think.” Jacque threw up her arms and shouted in her best drill team voice. “We are I-D-L-D, so bright you cannot see. If you do not like us, you can kiss our knee.” She smiled. “Get it? Bright because we’re doing lights.”
Zara laughed. “Have you already dipped into the special eggnog?”
“Nah, girl. I’m just drunk on cheer. Holiday cheer and a ‘our squadron is better than your squadron’ cheer.” Jacque hooked her arm through Zara’s.
Sally did the same with Crina as they followed the pair out, heading for the meeting hall where Jen had all the Christmas decorations set up in organized piles, which they already knew because it was written on their oh-so-helpful sheet of instructions.
“This is going to be a disaster, isn’t it?” Crina whispered.
Sally nodded. “Absolutely. But it will be a hilarious disaster, and I think we could use a hilarious disaster right now.”
Chapter 3
“On the third day of Christmas my werewolf gave to me three growling males, two cursingpups, and a furball in a fir tree.”
Keep singing people.Sohelp me you’re going to enjoy this story whether you like it or not.” ~Jen
“How many more bloody trees does she want?” Lucian asked Decebel.
“Yeah, what he said.” Adam pointed at Lucian. “Because yesterday we cut down thirty.”
“But she only liked ten of those,” Decebel replied. “She inspected them and decided twenty were unacceptable. They had too many issues.”
“Issues?” Adam frowned. “How can a damn tree have issues?”
Decebel rubbed his hand down his face. He loved his female. He did. And he had to keep reminding himself of that the previous evening while she pointed out theissues. His tongue was bloody from all the times he had bitten it to keep his muzzle shut. “Her heart is in the right place,” he said. “She wants everything to be beautiful for the pack and to create some pleasant memories for the end of the year.”
Lucian met his eyes and nodded. “Then we get her more trees.”
“I really hate it when you say stuff that makes me have all the feels when I really just want to bitch.” Adam huffed as they headed back toward the forest.
“All the feels?” Decebel laughed.
Adam just shrugged. “Crina says it all the time. She’s rubbing off on me.”
“Don’t tell my mate that.” Decebelsaid. “She’ll remind you it’s not Thursday yet.”
Adam and Lucian both froze and turned to look at him.
“Did you just make a sexual joke?” Adam asked.
The betashrugged. “I guessmy mate’s rubbing off on me, too.”
Lucian’s lips twitched as if he was trying not to smile. “I told Peri what you said,” he said, speaking of their mate bond. “She said she’s very disappointed in you.”
“Tell her she’s not alone.” Decebel rolled his eyes.
“If you two are going to be turning things into innuendos, then this might not be so bad,” Adam said, rubbing his hands together like an eager child.
