A Very Mystic Christmas (The Mystic Wolves) - Plot & Excerpts
It hadn’t taken me long to arrive at the modest home; and testing the back door handle, I slipped inside. Carefully making sure my presence went unnoticed, I brushed my feet over the mat so I wouldn’t track in any of the snow that lightly coated the ground outside. As the years passed, this had become a tradition I’d grown to love and cherish. Unfortunately, it was becoming more and more dangerous. The chances of being discovered grew, just as the reason for my visits grew and became more aware of her surroundings. It had been easier when she was a baby; but it was now six years from her birth, and the day was rapidly approaching when we’d officially meet. I couldn’t remain a silent observer for much longer. The idea thrilled me that I’d be able to develop a deeper relationship with my charge. I simply worried about what introducing her to me would bring. My sole purpose was to keep her happy and protected. Letting out a soft sigh, I silently crept through the house to my designated hiding place.
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