Jen and Sally came up on either side of Jacque and leaned against the counter where she stood.
“Judging by the fact that no one is rolling on the floor yet, I’d wager you haven’t unboxed the cakes?” Jacque asked.
“Or the wall pictures showing the wolf-deers pulling the sleigh,” Sally added.
“One moment at a time, ladies,” Jen said. “This is the headless Christmas cookie moment.” Her voice was full of nostalgia as they watched their pack laugh, talk, and pass around cookies, which were proving to be very popular despite being headless and already bitten by three little wolves.
As pack members continued to retrieve their snacks, Cyn and Thalion appeared in front of the three ladies.
Jen pursed her lips at the fae and elf prince. “If I wasn’t so tired, I’d gripe at you about flashing rig
