A Kategan Alphas Christmas Special: Featuring Vane and Sarina (The Kategan Alphas Book 7) by T. A. Grey Page A
Authors: T. A. Grey
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Vane’s brother
Roman yelled back in his booming voice. “Time to go caroling, bro!” Rome may be
a ‘tough guy’ but even Sarina could hear the excitement in his voice.
Sarina rolled her eyes. The
men always went caroling around the pack on Christmas Day. Not that any of the men
sang particularly well. More like they enjoyed sucking up all the spiked egg nog and hard cider the pack members would offer. Sarina
had joined in their caroling activity once—and only once. That’s all it
took for her to realize she didn’t belong in a group of burly men shouting Joy to the World from the tops of their
lungs.
Vane beamed at her as he
slipped on his heavy snow boots. “Be back in time for dinner.”
“Wait!” Sarina sat up, her
stomach twisting with knots. Vane froze in the doorway. She crooked a finger at
him and, slowly, he came towards her, warily. This man knew all of her moods
and was wisely cautious.
“Yeah?” he grunted.
“A kiss, dear husband,
before you go.”
His expression transformed
instantly. The kiss he gave her was heated, loving, and full of promise. She
was completely warm by time he pulled away. But she still had something to say
and this was important.
“We have to talk, Vane.”
His smile wavered but
before he could respond, Rome shouted from down below. “Come on, man! All the
guys are waiting on us!”
“Gotta go,” Vane shrugged.
He jumped off the bed then barreled down the stairs before she could muster a
single protest.
Sarina listened to Vane
kissing their boy Vince as she got dressed. “Give
daddy a big hug now,” Vane said to him. “Good boy! I’ll see you soon.”
I
will not let his sweetness sway me , Sarina thought. We will talk about this new stomach painting
he wants to do after sex.
If he was pulling out it
meant only one thing. And it was the exact thing she wanted right now.
Vane didn’t want to have a
baby. But Sarina had a fire in her belly for another. Maybe a
little Kategan girl running around? She already had a name thought
up—Velvet.
Chapter Two
Crap ,
crap, and double crap.
Everything was turning out
all wrong! The turkey looked pale and dry—where was the crisp golden skin
the recipe had promised her? And her pies had cracked and bubbled over causing
the oven to emit an unpleasant burnt odor.
The stuffing tasted bland
and no amount of adjusting the seasoning seemed to do a thing to help. And on
top of that, her kitchen was a disaster! Dirty dishes filled every nook and
cranny. Dinner might be a failure, but at least baby Vince was being good. He
was glued to a cartoon movie about Santa Claus trying to give presents to all
the little boys and girls of the world. Sarina smiled at her baby, the most
precious thing in her life, a miracle that Vane had given her. Her heart never
failed to fill with joy at seeing Vince grow up. Even when he was being a touch
naughty—a trait she believed he inherited from his father—she never
regretted a thing.
The timer beeped and Sarina
raced to turn off the oven. She unloaded the cooked goods before running
upstairs to fix her hair before the guests were to arrive.
“Here we go,” she muttered
to her frazzled reflection. Pulling a comb through her hair only seemed to make
it stick out even further. Tonight wasn’t going to work out like she had
planned, was it?
Pasting on a bright smile,
she picked up Vince who fussed at being taken away from his movie, and opened
the door. Instantly the chattering on the other side of the door halted. Then,
boisterous cheers greeted her.
“Merry Christmas!” The
whole family was there, even the men were back from caroling.
“Something smells good!”
Jackson said, standing on his toes to see over Sarina’s shoulder. He was Vera
Kategan’s mate. Once human, now he was pure vampire.
Sarina winked at him.
“Tastes even better.” At least she hoped!
The family rushed by
hugging and kissing her and baby.
Rome’s mate, Alison, took
Vince from her arms. “Oooh,
Roman yelled back in his booming voice. “Time to go caroling, bro!” Rome may be
a ‘tough guy’ but even Sarina could hear the excitement in his voice.
Sarina rolled her eyes. The
men always went caroling around the pack on Christmas Day. Not that any of the men
sang particularly well. More like they enjoyed sucking up all the spiked egg nog and hard cider the pack members would offer. Sarina
had joined in their caroling activity once—and only once. That’s all it
took for her to realize she didn’t belong in a group of burly men shouting Joy to the World from the tops of their
lungs.
Vane beamed at her as he
slipped on his heavy snow boots. “Be back in time for dinner.”
“Wait!” Sarina sat up, her
stomach twisting with knots. Vane froze in the doorway. She crooked a finger at
him and, slowly, he came towards her, warily. This man knew all of her moods
and was wisely cautious.
“Yeah?” he grunted.
“A kiss, dear husband,
before you go.”
His expression transformed
instantly. The kiss he gave her was heated, loving, and full of promise. She
was completely warm by time he pulled away. But she still had something to say
and this was important.
“We have to talk, Vane.”
His smile wavered but
before he could respond, Rome shouted from down below. “Come on, man! All the
guys are waiting on us!”
“Gotta go,” Vane shrugged.
He jumped off the bed then barreled down the stairs before she could muster a
single protest.
Sarina listened to Vane
kissing their boy Vince as she got dressed. “Give
daddy a big hug now,” Vane said to him. “Good boy! I’ll see you soon.”
I
will not let his sweetness sway me , Sarina thought. We will talk about this new stomach painting
he wants to do after sex.
If he was pulling out it
meant only one thing. And it was the exact thing she wanted right now.
Vane didn’t want to have a
baby. But Sarina had a fire in her belly for another. Maybe a
little Kategan girl running around? She already had a name thought
up—Velvet.
Chapter Two
Crap ,
crap, and double crap.
Everything was turning out
all wrong! The turkey looked pale and dry—where was the crisp golden skin
the recipe had promised her? And her pies had cracked and bubbled over causing
the oven to emit an unpleasant burnt odor.
The stuffing tasted bland
and no amount of adjusting the seasoning seemed to do a thing to help. And on
top of that, her kitchen was a disaster! Dirty dishes filled every nook and
cranny. Dinner might be a failure, but at least baby Vince was being good. He
was glued to a cartoon movie about Santa Claus trying to give presents to all
the little boys and girls of the world. Sarina smiled at her baby, the most
precious thing in her life, a miracle that Vane had given her. Her heart never
failed to fill with joy at seeing Vince grow up. Even when he was being a touch
naughty—a trait she believed he inherited from his father—she never
regretted a thing.
The timer beeped and Sarina
raced to turn off the oven. She unloaded the cooked goods before running
upstairs to fix her hair before the guests were to arrive.
“Here we go,” she muttered
to her frazzled reflection. Pulling a comb through her hair only seemed to make
it stick out even further. Tonight wasn’t going to work out like she had
planned, was it?
Pasting on a bright smile,
she picked up Vince who fussed at being taken away from his movie, and opened
the door. Instantly the chattering on the other side of the door halted. Then,
boisterous cheers greeted her.
“Merry Christmas!” The
whole family was there, even the men were back from caroling.
“Something smells good!”
Jackson said, standing on his toes to see over Sarina’s shoulder. He was Vera
Kategan’s mate. Once human, now he was pure vampire.
Sarina winked at him.
“Tastes even better.” At least she hoped!
The family rushed by
hugging and kissing her and baby.
Rome’s mate, Alison, took
Vince from her arms. “Oooh,
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