Fell for the Alpha-less Queen novel Chapter 367

Chapter 867 The Christmas Before the Storm

While Lucas was preparing to head to Navoris, Avery Band returned to the country.

Tessa brought Ysabel along to meet him at the airport and invited him out to dinner. She even wrote powerful, evocative lyrics for his new song.

Of course, she hadn’t forgotten Landon’s Christmas gift.

After dinner with Avery Band, Tessa handed Landon a beautifully wrapped gift box.

When he lifted the lid, inside was a handcrafted celestial scroll of the Wolf Clans–drawn in moonstone powder outlining the starry skies over Nightshade Pack territory. Every star was marked with coordinates of battlefields where he had once fought, and the edges of the scroll were embroidered with the totem of the Shadow Wolves.

“Merry Christmas in advance,” she said softly, her ears turning red.

It was her first time making a gift by hand.

Landon’s pupils quivered slightly as his fingers traced the embroidery still warm from her touch. This was the Moon Deity constellation map, meticulously drawn after she’d stayed up late poring through ancient werewolf texts. Every thread carried a trace of her scent.

His throat tightened. Suddenly, he pulled her into his arms, surrounding her with his pinewood pheromones like a tidal wave.

“Idiot,” he murmured, voice hoarse, kissing her lips again and again. “I already told you–you’re the most precious gift.”

He held her tighter, heart full of warmth and aching tenderness. “Don’t overwork yourself like this next time.”

“You’ve been so good to me. I wanted to give something back.”

“Silly girl… I’m not good to you because I expect something in return.”

“I know. But I still want to show you how I feel…”

Before she could finish, his lips were already on hers, turning all her words into a slow, lingering kiss…

If Tessa didn’t have to head back to the Sinclair home, Landon wouldn’t have let her go at all.

Still catching his breath, he looked at the girl melting in his arms. “Your birthday’s right after New Year’s.. Let me host your coming–of–age ceremony.”

“Okay.” Tessa nodded.

On her eighteenth birthday, her wolf would be able to recognize her fated mate.

And she wanted Landon to be the first face she saw that day just to see if he truly was the one.

With their promise made, Landon finally drove her home, fully content.

But the moment she walked into the Sinclair house, Samuel’s call came through.

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Chapter 367 The Christmas Before the Storm

“Tessa, you need to prepare yourself,”

“What? You can’t just start a sentence like that. I have no idea what you mean

“Nathan. Nathan’s gone missing–did you know that?”

“No.” Tessa was playing with Landon’s gift–a scarf woven from his shed wolf fur, with strands of her own hair threaded into the yarn. The twin–bond totem shimmered faintly at each end.

“I told you already. That man has nothing to do with me.”

Samuel was practically losing it. “Tessa, do you really think it has nothing to do with you? According to intel from the werewolf black market, he came back to find you. Which means he’s most likely in Navoris right now! I don’t care what you say–just stay home for Christmas. Don’t go wandering off!”

If Nathan really caught her, her peaceful days would be over.

Samuel couldn’t help cursing. “Fuck. That guy is insane. After all this time, and he still won’t let you go?”

Nathan’s a psycho–and he was just realizing that now?

“Forget it. It’s none of your business.”