He loved Paris. It was the city of his birth. And the city where his greatest enemies resided. Enemies who also happened to be his family. His sense of homecoming vanished like a bubble being popped.
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He loved the gaudy decorations. The caroling. The festive spirits of the humans. Oh, and the mistletoe. And this year there was even more to love. How long had he waited for Harley to give birth to her babies? It seemed like an eternity. But at last they were here. Five perfect babies. Three female and two male, who were the first pure-blood Weres to be born in decades.
Which was why Levet had ignored the frigid weather and rushed from Chicago to St. Such a joyous occasion would no doubt include a grand celebration, with plenty of food and drink.
And of course, for the first time in more years than he wanted to admit, he would be spending the holidays with his friends. Especially if you happened to be a three foot gargoyle with more brains than brawn. Thoroughly annoyed, Levet folded his arms over his tiny chest, his large wings that shimmered in brilliant shades of blue and crimson with golden veins stretched out behind him.
Only family is given permission to enter the lair. It was barely ten degrees but the cur was wearing jeans and a too-tight muscle shirt. I am like a brother to Harley. Did Weres deliberately choose the stupidest humans to turn into curs? Clearly we are not the same species. The brute was on the edge of shifting. Something Levet would prefer to avoid. Smacking into the far bank, Levet tumbled end over end, at last coming to a halt near a large dumpster. Furiously cursing, he tugged his horns out of the snow, turning to glare at the house on top of the hill.
He should be among the guests, he silently groused, his gaze shifting to the dark shapes that patrolled the area around the house. Harley adored him. Every female adored him. Besides, had he not just saved the world from Armageddon? They should all be bowing down to him in humble gratitude. Instead he was…forbidden?
A Very Levet Christmas
He loved the gaudy decorations. The caroling. The festive spirits of the humans. Oh, and the mistletoe. And this year there was even more to love.
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