Page 24 of A Collier First Christmas
“Just a contusion not a concussion. She’s fine to shift and heal,” Doc assured me.
“So, there you have it. I just wanted to give the Pack a nice Christmas, and for Cammie too but instead I was attacked by the tree.” She hesitated and I understood why those around us were trying desperately not to laugh.
“Well, that’s certainly a picture you just painted.”
“Oh no doubt it was far more dramatic than that. I just gave you the abridged edition. Wait, where’s my baby?”
“Don’t freak out, but my mother’s watching her.”
Lily relaxed. “Okay.”
“Okay?” I asked.
“Okay?” James echoed.
“Did she say okay?” someone from behind me whispered.
“Okay. Cora raised seven children; she can handle one little grandbaby for a few hours.”
“She’s cleared to go, Thomas. You can take her home now.” The doctor gave me a reassuring smile.
I helped lily to her feet.
She was mumbling under her breath. “I’m never going to live this moment down,” she grumbled as I tucked her into her vehicle.
“Wait,” someone yelled and four men hauled the tree on top of my car and secured it.
“Sorry Alpha, it’s what she wanted.”
I groaned but nodded. I’d figure out what to do with the damn thing later.
I needed to get my mate home. She needed to go for a run and then a long bath. But first I knew the greatest thing I could do was pick up our kid.
“Well that was embarrassing. I can’t believe that just happened in front of the entire Pack.”
“You did say you wanted the most memorable Christmas ever.”
Lily punched me in the arm.
I grinned.
“That tree didn’t stand a chance against my slugger.”
Lily
Chapter 13
The Pack took pity on me. That’s the only thing that made any sense because the next day Sydney came and picked me up. We drove back to the site of my humiliation and there it was, the biggest, most perfect Christmas tree any town had ever seen.
It was Hallmark worthy.
Tears pricked my eyes.
“The guys felt so bad about what happened that they went out and cut down the best tree they could find. They’ve already decorated it too. It’s ready for the lighting ceremony tomorrow exactly as you wanted.”
“Thank you,” I whispered, overwhelmed with emotions.
“It honestly wasn’t me. It was the Pack. Your Pack, Lily. They did this for you.”
