A Very Avynwood Christmas by Michelle Dare

The stockings weren’t hung. The tree was in disarray. Who needed decorations anyway?
Two vampires were fighting. Two mates were taking pictures. While a wolf pack watched on taking bets on who’d win. Oh, no, poor Solomon just took a hit to the chin!
Revenge would be swift. The brothers don’t play. Ford would get his by the end of the day.
The pack alpha laughed as his beta turned red. He assured them they’d all soon be dead.
Wolves ran amok as children laughed with glee. What a fun, festive Christmas Eve this turned out to be.