A few days after my walk things have calmed down between me and my grandma. I try to be more understanding that she misses her son and daughter in law. I just keep getting the urge to ask her questions about them. It's like a voice in my head telling me that there is a lot that I need to know, and to get that information soon. But what could it be that my head is trying to tell me? What am I not remembering?
I'll be an adult soon and my grandma will have to tell me. I need to run some bath water and relax, it's the only time I can think and not feel like I'm going crazy. The voice in my head subsides long enough to feel some peace and quiet. Once I get out, I smell dinner that grandma has cooked. I don't think anyone's cooking compares to grandmas cooking. I know I'll never starve living with her. I can smell her food down a block sometimes but that's just how good it is. I can't wait for dessert.
After dinner, and grandma's carrot cake that we had for dessert, I was begging for my bed. I think I was officially in a food coma. Guess my conversation with grandma will have to wait another day. As I'm laying down in my bed, I contemplate what will be said during our conversation and how she'll react. If she will finally talk to me like an adult and not like some little kid. It's like my heart is the only thing honest right now and it tells me I deserve the truth and it's time to find out what that is. I will talk to grandma soon and I will find a way this time. For now, it's time to get some sleep.
I run to the Packhouse, not knowing how late it is and if I stayed in there longer than I had thought. I make it to the front doors of the Packhouse and turn to the main house grandfather clock and to my surprise, I have just enough time to shower and get ready before I meet up with grandma and help her and my parents deliver the food to the boutique. I start undressing as I hit the bedroom door, paying no attention to my surroundings until I hear a whistle aiming directly at me. My face turns red as I look up and see Wyatt, leaning back in a chair, fixing his bulging pants. “You really got turned on from me tripping over clothes trying to make it to the bathroom?” I giggled. “You’re naked, of course, I’m turned on. Let me get a better look at my mate.” “Wyatt, I’m in a hurry and I’m sweaty and nasty—you do not want to know what I just did to whatever that thing wants to call itself.” I shivered at the thought of it. “That
Today’s the day, to surprise one of my best friends, my sister Jade, with her dream. I’m trying to keep the excitement under wraps as I receive a text from Mr. Thomas that the sign is up and covered for a reveal and that he had seen the place was fully decorated before he and his guys had left. I’m starving and it’s still really early in the morning, so I’ve decided to cook some breakfast for everyone, ham steaks and eggs and pancakes and breakfast potatoes, my favorite part. As I’m frying the ham steaks I feel the electricity in the air, the amazing smell taking over my senses, over-powering the ham right in front of me, my mate. I don’t turn around, smiling and waiting for him to come to me, I’m on cue in 3….2…1… His arms wrap around me tightly as his face rests on my right shoulder, “good morning little wolf,” his voice raspy still from waking up. “Good morning, Alpha,” I smirk, knowing today I have no time to enjoy the simple yet utterly satisfying extracurricular a
“What’s going on James?” I asked, getting irritated. “Your mate, he mind-linked me to take you elsewhere and once I get you to the destination you are to shift into your wolf form. Before you freak out, he has extra clothes for you with him and he said no questions.” “James, if I have to get into my wolf form to see him, tell him it won’t be kisses that he’s getting,” I huffed. “He said he’s looking forward to it, Luna,” James chuckled, nodding his head. “James, when he comes home blood-soaked, don’t you worry, if he made it home, he’s still alive.” I knew I had a look on my face to be reckoned with when he didn’t say
Alpha Wyatt I will always protect my little mate, she’s mine and mine only—as I am hers. My wolf keeps pushing through wanting to stay in wolf form just to be in our strongest form to defend our future Luna, Remi. I wouldn’t let harm come her way if I have anything to do with it, I do have my reputation for a reason. Before Remi came around, I was ruthless, I was known for my brutal force and strength. I was always good to my pack, but if any threat came our way or we had to advance on surrounding rabid rogues, I took immediate action, ending the threat without blinking an eye. I’m glad that my Alpha buddies are coming for the Luna Ceremony as I need some guy time to think about Remi’s dreams. I can fight all I want, but fighting a dream? How am I supposed to defeat an astral form, in her dreams that I can’t see or hear? Only if he’s real and he comes here for her, I’ll be r
“Already?!” I shouted. “It’s a failsafe to make sure we can produce an heir, our people, werewolves, need an Alpha and Luna to hold the pack together, to lead us, and to protect. Werewolves become rogues without a pack Remi, and a lone wolf is not the way our wolf counterparts want to live. We thrive in a pack and that’s why the Moon Goddess had created Alpha wolves, to have leadership and to prevent chaos. That’s why your heat keeps coming, until we succeed in mating, you’ll have them. If we can’t get pregnant, there are herbs that keep the heat away, but it also blocks our mate bond.” I was deep in thought I couldn’t even respond, isn’t that just a lovely way to start a hot steamy night… All I could think about was what if I’m broken and can’t produce an heir for Wyatt’s family legacy? If I can’t g
“Oh shit,” I gasped. “What!? What does it say Remi!?” Mom shouted. “I want to see!” Grandma yelled. “Will you both keep it down!?” I huffed. “Your dad knows honey, he was with me at the store,” mom shrugged. “Great, thanks mom,” I sighed. “Sorry.” “It’s negative, does that mean something is wrong with me? I mean I couldn’t stop the entire night