My Alpha Mate's Christmas Gift

Chapter 119

The night was still young, as Roxanne called everyone back to the dance floor and they all danced

together excitedly.

Finally, after they had had their fill of the dance, they stopped. Roxanne and Asher looked above

them and gazed upon the moon. They could feel the urge coming from within them and they just had to

let it out.

In most Christmas celebrations, what people heard were carols and jingles of bells. However,

when one had Christmas with the wolves… Things were a little different.

“Awoooooooo!!!!!” Asher gave the first howl.

“Awooooooooo!!!!” Roxanne followed. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Everyone let out theirs as well.

“Awooooooo!!!” They all brought forth.

The sounds of the joint howls made by these werewolves underneath the moonlight made the best

music, exceeding even the best of carols.

All the werewolves closed their eyes as they continued this symphony, except Asher and Roxanne.

Standing in the middle of the large circle of the pack, they stared at each other. They had stopped their

howls, even though the rest continued.

Their eyes met passionately, and they instinctively knew what came next. Drawing their lips closer,

they merged in one mutual consensus, drowning in each other's desires. They kept kissing, tongue

meeting the other as their lips smacked together. Saliva drew from their mouth as they kept this

pleasant union going, crossing themselves and indulging in their satisfaction.

After they did this, the howls continued.

Asher looked into Roxanne's eyes and for the first time since he met her, went on his knees. The

wolves had their eyes closed, so they couldn’t see a thing. Their howls filled the air, so they couldn't

hear any other voice. It was only Roxanne and Asher that we’re aware of this occurrence.

"Roxanne… Will you be mine, now and forever? Bond with me… I love you,``he confessed.

Tears formed in her eyes as she looked at him. He held her hand and caressed it, not for a second

removing his eyes off of her. His sincere eyes expected an answer from her, and she already knew it

within her, what she would say.

“Asher…. I…” She began.

“Awoooooooo” The howls filled the air as she spoke.

“I can’t give you the answer now…”

Asher's eyes fell as he heard this. His heart ached, he didn’t know what to say… He was in pain,

but he endured, he still looked at her, perhaps expecting a different answer.

“Tomorrow… I promise you… Tomorrow, I’ll give you the answer!” She declared to him.

She used her hands to raise him back to his feet and her smile showed that she indeed loved him,

he could tell… All he needed to do was wait for the next day.

"Alright, Roxanne… I'll be expecting it" He smiled.

She returned his smile too.

The howls ceased and for a moment there was silence. They all just took deep breaths and felt the

cold breeze surround them. After this brief period, the wolves finally resumed their dance and music

and ate and partied.

Roxanne excused herself from the crowd and took some fresh air in solitude.

“Ahh…” She heaved a heavy sigh.

She had wanted to tell Asher at that very moment how she felt, how she also loved him and

wanted to be his… That she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him. But she couldn’t do that yet,

not until she took care of one thing that was holding her back… The one thing she never stopped

thinking about since she came to the village.

The last match she would be having for the year, the finals for the championship for the season,

what she had worked so hard for all year… She thought about it.

And it was this very night!

She wanted to go so badly and win. She couldn’t stop thinking about it, she had to at least have

her final match, but this made her feel guilty. She couldn’t tell Asher about it because he wouldn’t let

her leave. Besides, it would hurt him if he found out she would rather have her match than stay even

longer in the village.

She felt conflicted about what to do. Should she just forfeit the match? But if she did… Roxanne

felt that she would regret that decision all her life. She wouldn't stop thinking about it.

“What do I do?” She muttered.

"My, my if it isn't Lady Roxanne…" A familiar voice suddenly came from behind her.

She looked back and saw the one who spoke.

“Oh, it’s you, Larry…”

Larry smiled innocently at her, which made her remember Lenard. He truly was like his father in

some ways.

“I couldn’t help but hear you ask yourself what to do. I guess even you have trouble deciding

that…” He smiled.

Roxanne gave him a small smile, she couldn’t tell him anything. It’s not like he would understand

anyway.

Larry smiled as he saw her look indecisive and uncomfortable.

"You should just do what you want to do. Sometimes one has to be selfish. The reason we hesitate

to do some things at times is that we are often overly concerned with what people think and how they

would feel if we take a particular step. However…" Larry said.

“… If those people truly care for us, wouldn’t they want us to do what would make us happy? If

they truly care and understand you, then they would understand and respect whatever decision you

make… And won’t stop loving you no matter what!”

Larry's words resonated with Roxanne's heart. He was right. Asher loved her, he said so himself.

That meant even if she stole away this very night, he would still love her. All she had to do was just

compete, win, and return to the lake before morning.

Would it be difficult? Yes!

But could she pull it off? Also, Yes!

“I have to do this… So I can finally be free of those thoughts and give Asher my answer.” Roxanne

resolved.

"Thanks a lot, Larry, your words helped me a lot!” Roxanne turned to see him, however, he was no

longer there.

This baffled Roxanne a little, but she didn’t have time to think too much about it.

She had made up her mind. One last game, her final match for the year… And she could finally

continue her blissful time with Asher