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Art Of A Girl Chapter 33
SAMMY My fork dances around my plate. Pushing around the food that I barely touched. Wren looks at me. "Sam, eat something. You haven't eaten properly in days." "Why hasn't he called me?" I drop my fork and slump back in my chair. "I sent a message two days ago." "I don't know, maybe because he's preparing for war? Come on, Sam. He'll be ok. He's trained for years. He's fought over a dozen major missions and hundreds of minor ones. Bastian knows what he's doing." She puts some food in her mouth. "I know. It's just.... the more he's away the more it hurts. I know he's coming back, but my chest feels like it's in a vice. I feel like I'm going to be sick." I whine. Wren smiles. "You're in love. You miss him." I lean on the table. "I do, but this feels a hundred times worse for some reason. I'm not a clingy person, but I need him here now or I'll lose my mind." She looks at me funny. "What?" I ask. "Sam what do know about the Blue Moon?" She leans on the table to me. "Nothing. J
Art Of A Girl Chapter 34
BASTIAN I'm lying in the cot, healing, when my head explodes with Sam's blood curdling scream. I jolt up holding my head. "Sammy?" I try to mind link her. "Sammy!" Getting no response, I run to find River. I finally find him. He's been bitten in the side and bleeding. Jay's helping him to the medical tent. "Fuck. You, ok?" I look at the wound. He winces. "I will be." "Listen. Sam's in trouble. I have to go." I look at them both. "What? How do you know." Jay asks. "She screamed through the link. I have no time. I have to go now." I say. "I'll go with you." Jay says. We drop River off with the medics and shift. Running back to Black Rock. "Please be ok." I beg over and over. I look at the moon as I run. It's higher now. "I'm coming Sammy." I dig in and run as fast as I can. An hour later were entering the property. I shift and run for the house. "Why is it dark?" "Don't know." Jay skids to a stop. "Bastian." He points to the outside walls. I look at the wall of my house
Art Of A Girl Chapter 35
SAMMY"Look up." I turn my eyes up as the pack doctor shines a light in my eyes."Ok. Look at me." I look at the doctor and his light.He takes the light away. He smiles. "Well, young Luna. I really can't find anything wrong with you except your very exotic eye color."But, why? I don't understand." I ask him. He goes to his computer.He clears his throat. "The only thing we did find was this chemical in your bloodstream. It doesn't seem to be doing any harm. It's inert really. If what you told me is true, it's entirely possible that this chemical had a reaction to the blue light being reflected off the moon from the sun."I looked at him completely confused.He laughs. "The blue moon that we shifters see, is a special combination of light radiation given off by the sun in a certain position in the sky. When that light hit your body, it activated that chemical which caused a rather violent reaction. After, the chemical seems to have fused with your damaged Lycan gene. In short, it fix
Art Of A Girl Chapter 36
BASTIANMy head is still reeling from everything that's happened over the last few months.I sit at my desk at the Falcon Ridge Prison. Trying to work, but I desperately want to get home to Sam. I'm not finished celebrating my mate bond with her.I'm going through the prison reports that the now dead doctor left for me in my email. I delete them all, but I can't help but think there might be some merit to his idea. There may be some here who could use a rehabilitation program. I'll have to discuss it with the next Head Alpha.As far as it being me, I left that months ago. Sam and my pack were more important than any job promotion. When I do go for it again in the future, it'll be on my record. Not my popularity. Because I realize I was living a fantasy. A dream world I created that I only lived in. I was oblivious to the way I sounded and acted toward people.That man will never exist again. Now that I have Sam, I don't care about frivolous things. Money may buy a lot of things, but i
Art Of A Girl Chapter 37
BASTIAN"There he is. The man of the hour." River smiled as he held his beer up to me.I bowed as I approached. "Thank you. Thank you."I clink my bottle to his."Congrats, man. I don't what the Unit is thinking putting your ass in charge, but I'm sure you won't burn the place down." Luke smirks."Thanks, Jackson. Coming from you, I'm sure that's a compliment." I smirk back.Jayson puts his hand on my shoulder. "This is quite the party. Looks like the whole pack's here.""Since our ball was canceled this year, it was the least I could do for my people. A Luna introduction is one of the biggest parties. I want them to love Sam as much as I do." I grin."Hey thanks for inviting us all." Wes and Grey approach our circle.I pull them in for bro hugs. "You all are as much my pack as anyone. Sam wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you guys.""Sam wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you." River pointed out. "You saved that girl's life. Who knows where she'd be right now.""Living the high life a
Art Of A Girl Chapter 1
BASTIAN I open an eyelid. The sun stings my eye. I blink my eyes open to adjust to the morning light pouring into my room. I reach above my head to the shelf above me and grab my phone. It's just after 8am. I stretch an arm and the blonde I picked up last night, cuddles into it. I give her a kiss on the head as I wrap my arm around her. I stretch again and smirk and her twin sister that came with her, cuddles under my other arm. I drop a kiss on her head too. I lay there with the two naked, identical hotties, contemplating if I should get up or play another round of Bastian in the middle. Nope...I have to get up. Today, I have important things to do. I slip out from the sexy sandwich and head for the shower. After, I get dressed in my silk shirt and Italian suit pants. Pulling my shoulder length, textured blonde hair into a man bun and dabbing some cologne. I smile a charming smile in the mirror that makes my blue eyes sparkle a bit. Yes, I'm that good looking. The girls were
Art Of A Girl Chapter 2
SAMMY"Sammy. Are you even listening to me?""Yeah. Oh yeah." I say as I go through design books.My business partner, Eric Dalton, has been trying to talk to me for the last 20 minutes.He's an OK guy. We've been friends forever. He's just high strung when it comes to business and money. Today is not one of his good days.He takes the book from me and runs his fingers through his dark brown hair. His rugged, stubble covered jawline ticks a little bit. "If we don't get a job soon, we're going to fold. Is that what you want?" He leans his muscular arms on my desk."Of course, not Eric, but what can we do? The money's just not flowing like it once was. People aren't able to afford the luxury of a professional decorator. We just have to be patient. Things will look up. You'll see."I try to calm my partner, but it doesn't seem like it's working. He grunts and paces the floor.The door to my little office, in my parent's garage, opens. My brother Dylan walks in. Well, he's not my real bro
Art Of A Girl Chapter 3
SAMMYThe encounter with the Alpha yesterday had me feeling a little uneasy.When I left for the day, he barely acknowledged my existence. Which is fine. I'm here to work. But it kind of left a sour taste in my mouth that he still seemed so irritated with me.When I got to the office, I called a meeting with Eric and Dylan.Telling them how big the job was. "Guys, I'm going to need everyone on board for this job."Eric leans back in his chair. "Ok. I'll call the girls up and see if they can make time."I nod.Dylans sitting on my desk, looking over the floor plan and the pictures I took. "Seriously, it must be sweet to be rolling in cash.""Dylan." I say. Scowling at him.Eric ticks his head. "Yep. It really takes a supreme narcissist to build a ballroom while your people suffer."I shoot my glare to him. "Eric!""What? It's the truth, Sammy. He spends money like water, while people like yourself, help those less fortunate. It's almost sick. What Alpha doesn't care about his own pack?
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