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Chapter 62: Let's Go, Go, Go
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Bullied By My Four Mates Four Kings and a Christmas Miracle - #12: Oscar
I drummed my fingers against the polished surface of Ava's desk, my eyes wandering across her office as I waited. The space felt different without her in it—quieter somehow, despite the fact that my queen rarely made much noise when she worked. Her scent lingered everywhere, honey and wildflowers woven into the fabric of the chair, the papers, the very air itself. Outside, snow continued its relentless descent, transforming the kingdom into a world of white. I'd been banned from the great hall after "excessive tinsel deployment" (Noah's words, not mine), so Ava's empty office had become my sanctuary while she attended the council meeting. With Christmas just days away, I still hadn't found the perfect gift for my queen.The blank parchment before me mocked my lack of inspiration. I'd already scribbled down and crossed out a dozen ideas. Jewelry seemed too impersonal—Ava had drawers full of it, much of it unworn. Books were Noah's territory; he always knew exactly which obscure histori
Bullied By My Four Mates Four Kings and a Christmas Miracle - #11: Ava
Lana worked in silence for a moment, setting the chocolate-dipped pastries on a cooling rack in perfect rows. Then she looked up, a hesitant smile touching her lips. "Would you like to try something? It might help, at least for a moment.""Always," I replied, grateful for the distraction.Her smile widened slightly as she reached beneath the counter and produced a clean plate. With careful movements, she arranged an assortment of tiny pastries and biscuits in an artful display, then placed a small pot of the chocolate sauce she'd been using beside them."I've been experimenting with a new chocolate dipping sauce," she explained, sliding the plate toward me. "It has a hint of orange and cinnamon, with just a touch of chili for warmth. The kitchen staff have been my guinea pigs all day, but I'd value your opinion."I picked up one of the tiny pastries—a delicate puff filled with what looked like cream—and dipped it into the chocolate sauce. The moment it touched my tongue, my eyes widen
Bullied By My Four Mates Four Kings and a Christmas Miracle - #10: Ava
The afternoon slipped away as I lost myself in festival preparations, finding comfort in the small decisions that required my attention. The exact placement of the ceremonial candles. The seating arrangement for the feast. The prizes for the competitions. Each tiny choice pulled my mind away from the image of Theo battling through snowdrifts, away from the gnawing worry that he might not return in time.As twilight descended, turning the snow-covered landscape outside the windows to shades of lavender and blue, a servant approached to inform me that Noah, Callum, and Oscar were in the south wing, organising emergency supplies to be sent out at first light."Would you like me to fetch them, Your Majesty?" he asked, clearly noting the weariness I was failing to hide.I shook my head. "No need. They're doing important work." The supplies would help packs struggling with shortages caused by the storms—including, perhaps, the northern pack that Theo had gone to assist. "I'll find them late
Bullied By My Four Mates Four Kings and a Christmas Miracle - #9: Ava
I stood by the enormous window in the great hall, watching snowflakes drift like fragments of stars against the darkening sky. My breath created ghostly patterns on the glass as I pressed my palm against its cold surface, feeling the bite of winter even through the castle's thick walls. Four days since Theo had left. Four days of sleeping in a bed that felt too large despite still having three kings to fill it. Four days of Artemis pacing restlessly in my mind, missing Hermes with an ache that mirrored my own. The Christmas decorations around me—pine boughs heavy with crystalline ornaments, red ribbons cascading from chandeliers, candles flickering in evergreen wreaths—seemed to mock me with their festive cheer. What was Christmas without all five of us together?*He'll come back,* Artemis insisted, though I could feel her doubt curling beneath the words like smoke. *Hermes promised.*"Promises can't clear twenty-foot snowdrifts," I murmured, my finger tracing the path of a single sno
Bullied By My Four Mates Four Kings and a Christmas Miracle - #8: Theo
The moment stretched between us, fragile and perfect. Then duty reasserted itself in the form of a clock chiming the hour from the wall. Each resonant tone pulled me further from this bubble we'd created, reminding me of the team assembling in the courtyard, the supplies being loaded into vehicles, the wolves waiting for their king."I have to go," I said again, the words no easier the second time.Ava nodded, rising gracefully to her feet and pulling me up with her. Her hand found the back of my neck, drawing me down to her level as she pressed her lips to mine. The kiss tasted of goodbye and promise, of longing and return. I deepened it, pouring everything I couldn't say into the connection between us—my frustration, my devotion, my unwavering commitment to return to her side.When we parted, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes bright with unshed tears she would never allow to fall. My queen was stronger than that."I love you," she said simply. "Be safe, be swift, and come back to me
Bullied By My Four Mates Four Kings and a Christmas Miracle - #7: Theo
The weight of responsibility settled between my shoulder blades like an old friend as I walked the corridor toward Ava's office. Snow drifted past the tall windows, fat flakes swirling in the bitter wind—much like the thoughts circling in my mind. I didn't want to leave, not when we'd only just found our rhythm again, not with the festival approaching. But the messenger's words echoed in my ears: a northern pack cut off by the storm, families huddled in darkness, supplies dwindling. I flexed my fingers, feeling the phantom touch of Ava's skin, already anticipating its absence. Hermes paced restlessly within me, his anxiety feeding mine as we approached the heavy oak door that led to our Queen.*This is necessary,* I reminded myself, though the words felt hollow. The palace around me hummed with festival preparations—servants hung evergreen boughs along the banisters, the scent of cinnamon and clove drifted from the kitchens, and distant laughter echoed from the great hall where decora
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