He was still fully aroused and she smiled. “I love you, and this is the best Christmas ever.”

And it had barely begun. She untied her robe and tossed it aside, then lowered herself onto his cock and began to ride him. With the lights sparkling on the tree, two packages unwrapped, and a hot she-wolf making his dreams come true, he couldn’t have loved Christmas more.

“Forget waiting for this Christmas present. I didn’t give you yours yet.”

“This is the best one yet,” he said, and then there were no more words as he brought her to climax and gave her yet another Christmas present before she collapsed on top of him and hugged him tight.

“Here I was looking for presents under the tree when I could have just found them in bed.”

He smiled.

Then she hurried to get off him, pulled on her robe and belted it, then handed him some of his gifts. When she gave him his first present, he pulled her onto his lap to open it, because it wasn’t the gift, but the giver that made his Christmas so special. He opened the package and saw the picture of him, his brothers, and their father and mother at a happier time in their lives, and he looked up at her with tears in his eyes.

“I found it in your father’s things. I had Jake take the original and refinish it and then framed one for you and each of your brothers.”

He kissed her soundly. “Thank you. I’ll cherish your gift to me always.”

“I…I hope your brothers will love it too and won’t be upset that I did this. I worried about it the whole time I was getting them ready.”

“They’ll love it. Thank you.”

Then she gave him another present, and he said, “Your turn next.”

“I opened two.”

He chuckled. “Two ski boots.”

“And skiing lessons for a lifetime.”

He smiled and was starting to open the present when she found one of the ten-thousand-dollar bills in her next present. “I thought you put them all in the bank.”

“I did. Until right before Christmas.”

“You gave some to your brothers, didn’t you?”

“Yeah. They’re sure to be surprised. I usually don’t spend that much on them.”

She laughed. “I bet they’ll be shocked.” She stared at the bill, not believing it.

“You can do whatever your heart desires with the money. Fix up the basement of the hotel, redecorate the house—whatever you’d like.”

“Take you on a trip to Ireland.”

“I thought they got rid of wolves over there,” he said, smiling.

“They don’t know about us.”

“It’s a deal.”

He finished opening his present. “A book on how to create snow sculptures.” He laughed. “Planning this early to win next year’s competition, I see.”

“Absolutely. I’m all ready for a winning streak. And we have lots of snow so we can practice. But we’ll have to do it in the backyard so no one sees what we’re working on next.”

“Speaking of snow, do you want to look outside and see if it snowed last night? Maybe we can get in a snow-fort building contest and have a snowball fight later.”

She laughed. She got up, crossed the living room to the back door, and peeked out the blinds. “Ohmigod, CJ. You got me skis and poles!”

Standing upright in the snow, her skis sat in front of his taller ones, their pole straps looped around the skis, indicating they were together, now and forever.

He joined her at the door and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her tight against his body and nuzzling her neck. “I don’t know about you, but all this Christmas is wearing me out. Did you want to go back to bed for a while?”

She turned and slipped her arms around his waist. “This is the best Christmas ever.” And with CJ in her life, she knew it would only get better. She was glad to have found their aunt alive and well, and that her sisters were even beginning to date. She thought a friendship with her cousins had promise. But most of all, she loved the pack, Silver Town, and CJ.

She broke free and said, “Let’s take a break from Christmas.” She headed for the stairs, but he began to chase her and the thrill of the hunt had her squealing and bounding up the stairs before he could catch her.

He did anyway, swinging her in his arms in their bedroom and collapsing with her on the bed. “You really didn’t believe I’d forget about your presents for Christmas, did you?” he asked, smiling at her.

“You are such a tease. Just remember this next Christmas.”

“I’ll be ready. Next Christmas and beyond.”

She laughed and kissed him, and CJ was glad he’d convinced Laurel they were meant to be together. Haunted hotel and all.

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Feeling useless, Paul Cunningham propped his broken leg on a few more pillows as he and his partner Lori watched from the deck of their lakeside cabin. Their best friend Allan Rappaport headed down the dock with his temporary police dive partner Debbie Renaud, both ready to do some more practice diving with each other. Paul’s leg was casted all the way up to his hip after a freak accident on a dive rescue mission.

“I still think Allan should ask the sheriff to make new assignments. You and Allan were raised as brothers, you’re SEAL team members, although you’ve left the Navy, and you’re used to working with other men, not women. And you’re both wolves, not that anyone on the force knows that, but it makes it easier to work together. This business”—Lori motioned to Allan and Debbie as they talked to each other on the dock—“is bound to cause problems.”

“Allan respects her work too much. It would look like he’s having trouble with her on a professional level. He won’t do anything that might jeopardize her career.”

Looking cross, Lori folded her arms over her expanding belly. Paul reached over and she slipped her hand into his. “They’ll be all right. Allan’s smart enough to know the boundaries between lupus garou and humans,” Paul said.

Lori squeezed his hand. “Watch the way she looks up at him. They’ve been together for only two weeks and she is so enamored with him. All smiles and sweetness. She adores him. He’s a SEAL and women just fall all over themselves when they learn that.”

Paul raised his brows at Lori.

She shook her head at him. “I know the two of you too well. Your SEAL status doesn’t affect me in the least.”

He chuckled. “As far as Debbie goes, she’s a smiley, sweet woman, Lori. You worry too much.”

Lori frowned and settled back in her chair. “You make light of this and it’s dangerous. He hasn’t dated any of the eligible women in our pack, and we have several. Sure, he’s nice and polite, but he’s not interested in any of them. Look at the way he helps Debbie with her dive checks. They look like they’re lovers.”

Paul smiled. He knew it wasn’t that Lori didn’t want Allan to care about a woman, but the woman had to be one of their kind, or it would cause all kinds of complications they couldn’t afford. “Come here.”

“Your leg—”

“Come on the other side.” She moved to his chaise lounge, and he snuggled with her. “He’ll be okay. We’re talking about Allan. In all our years of wolf longevity, how many times has he fallen for a human woman and not been able to let go of the notion?”

Lori relaxed then. “Never.”

“Right. Never. So they’re just working together, doing practice dives as a team so when they have risky dives to make, they’ll be working in sync with each other. And look, they didn’t have to dive here in front of us, knowing we’re observing every move they make. He could have taken her anywhere to practice diving with her.”

“True. But they won’t always be here under our watchful supervision.”