Love the Wolfless Power Girl at First Sight

Chapter 383 A Real Christmas

“Alright, enough. It’s Christmas–don’t go looking for trouble,” Cedric muttered, scolding Winona under his breath.

Tessa hadn’t had it easy these past few years. If he were in her shoes, he’d be doing everything he could to make it up to her too–especially after learning she’d awakened as a high–rank wolf and that her boyfriend was none other than Alpha Landon.

Winona scowled and looked away, the moonstone bracelet on her wrist suddenly feeling more like a shackle than a gift.

After handing out presents to the rest of the family, the old man turned to Avery with a final gift–a leather music folio.

“I heard musicians like you need something like this. Makes it casier to carry your sheet music.”

Avery was stunned. He had never once expected to receive a Christmas gift from someone else’s family. Inside the folio, a tiny snow–moon wolf totem was delicately.embroidered. The stitching was fine and precise–clearly handsewn with care.

It was the first time in years he’d received a Christmas gift in someone else’s home, and it moved him more than he expected. “Thank you, Grandpa…” he said, voice catching in his throat. Then, flustered, he fumbled through his backpack and pulled out a USB stick.

“I recorded this track on my phone last night. Added some bass overtones and coyote howl samples… I heard good music can resonate with the wolf soul–maybe even soothe its beastly nature…”

He scratched his head awkwardly. “I slowed the tempo so it mimics a heartbeat. Should help you sleep better. Even your wolf soul might relax a little.”

Christmas. So he’d thrown this together at the last

quiet, scornful chuckle, clearly unimpressed

and took the USB with both hands. “Thank you, my boy. I really like this

old man’s face, Avery finally let out a

the rest of the family exchanged

of her way for most of the family. She’d just grabbed some things they might need- cigars, wine, necklaces–generic but polite.

made you a lavender pillow.

consulted Samuel for the herbal

adored the gift, hugging the pillow to his

treasure.

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Wed 28 May

383 A

was a new piece she’d composed herself–one that matched

up a guitar and joined in with an impromptu jam session. The old man tapped his knees to the rhythm. Snowlight flickered through the windows, mixing with the warm glow inside.

had a rare