I decided to combine the slang definitons for these two chapters, I hope yall dont mind
CHAPTER 23
Juju- superstion based around luck, can be good or bad depending on context
Caimon- another term for Alligator
bebelle- doll, when referring to a young lady
CHAPTER 24
Mon Cher- my dear
beaute- Beautiful
"Laissez les bon tempes rouler,"-- a french Cajun term, "let the good times role"
HAPPY READING, and as always I am open to answering any questions as long as it doesnt give anything away.
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Mj listened to the subtle murmur of the talking in front of her, but she did not involve herself in the conversation. Her loneliness began gnawing at the back of her throat and out of some undeniable pull, she looked up toward the moon. Mj stopped and stared straight up as the shadows cast on the small, far off circle appeared to almost shift and change. Mj felt Theron’s presence alert to something nearby and as the heat from Eli’s body lit up the dark murky forest, Mj closed her eyes and waited until he was right above her in the drooping trees. Eli pushed his body downward toward what he assumed was the moon hypnotized female and was taken by surprise when she sidestepped his advance and the large man’s frame collapsed into the dirt with an unceremonious thud. Moxie and Jay covered Nadine as the three of them spun around to see Mj standing over Eli with a smug grin
Mj wasn’t certain what she was expecting to find, but the kitchen was just as packed with wolves as it had been when she had passed through with Jay. As she stepped into the room, a few girls who looked to be in their early twenties jumped off the kitchen table and smiled at her, “are you a hunter or just something pretty to look at,” Mj grinned with one side other mouth as she pursed her lips and rose a single eyebrow toward the snotty comment before turning to the other pack members standing at the stove, “is there a magic word to get a drink round here,” she said playfully and a woman lounging next to the fridge jerked her chin in Mj’s direction before she popped the rectangle ice box open and pointed to its fully packed contents, “take ya pick ma, we got water, beer, juice, even some fancy bubble water.” Mj licked her lips and grabbed a few tall dark bottles of beer and the woman whistled at her as she closed the door, “we sure preciate ya comin…
Nadine and Mj opened the door to the pack house and the sound of shouting blasted them in the face like an aftershock, as the two concerned Omegas rushed through the door to find Moxie with his body folded around Eli from the front. The rough around the edges' hunter had his legs wrapped around his brother's torso and was using his leverage to pound on the larger man’s face and chest with precise strikes “I will fuck you up if you ever touch a hair on her fuckin head, chicken hawk, asshole, stupid, inbred, giant, simple-minded, fuckboy excuse for a wolf,” with every blow Moxie landed he would spit a curse in Eli’s swelling face and as Mj looked at Nadine with concern the older woman only shook her head and mumbled as she made her way to the kitchen. Mj wasn't sure what to do, so she acted on instinct and made a B-Line for Moxie’s bedroom. As she burst through the thin, closed door Jay sat straight up in utter sho
Mj’s body snuggled further into the center of her deliriously peaceful sleep, but the alarmingly stiff appendage prodding her leg caused the sleepy Omega to turn her head to find Moxie’s still snoozing face tucked into the back of her neck with his hips lined up tightly with hers. Trying to alleviate the growing embarrassment, Mj tried to wiggle away but as Moxie’s arm flopped over the top of Mj’s body his fingers made contact with Jay’s now bare chest and the golden blonde wolf hummed in contentment. Mj tried to figure out a way to get out from between her slumbering brothers without waking them, but the closer Moxie pulled her to him the more she wiggled. Mj’s heart began to thump harder against her chest and as the heat started from her toes, the young woman’s body began to flail like a fish out of water. Mj’s knee landed in the center of Jay’s chest and her elbow caught Moxie under the ribs, as
Our Swamp Alpha seems to have a serious infatuation with Mj, and it seems the other wolves are either playing some serious head games or Dante's absence might have paved the way for a new wolf in our assassin's life? "Par la Lune"- English, by the moon As always I appreciate everyone who has stuck with me to this point, I was going to split this chapter into three smaller ones but I wanted to see how everyone felt about the larger single ones instead. If you would like to stay in the know with whats happening with WOTW or you just want to chat about what you love or who your favorite wolf is the F.B. group page is Author DangerBeanz Fan Page. Go check it out and as always Happy Reading!
Lila stretched her overly tired back and hummed in satisfaction as she laid down on the top of her freshly made bed, taking a deep breath the exhausted Beta settled in to enjoy her very precious, rare silent moment when her phone began to cry like an angry child in her pocket. Groaning and fishing the small device from her pants, Lila worried her eyebrows together when Jay’s name popped up on the screen. The Beta took a deep breath before answering, “Jay, good to hear from you,” she said in a calm tone and smiled when the hunter laughed nervously, “Ed made it home safe, but I have a few questions about my truck,” she continued and Jay began to stutter, “well you see Beta, it umm, well, there was this uhh--.” Lila started to laugh low in her throat, “don’t worry yourself too much about it Jay, Ed explained most of what happened and as long as you Moxie and Mj pay for repairs or replacement you won't be punished by the Alpha or myself any further, ok?”
As the two hunters approached the curve of the building, we met them with four smiling faces. Two male and two female omegas flanked the pair and the moment one female reached out to touch Jay’s cheek Moxie began to snarl and growl. Jay stepped back, out of reach, but before he could console his rumbling companion the sound of someone clapping furiously caught their attention, “name’s Maggie boys,” the woman stopped and as she laid eyes on Moxie, her mouth fell open and she shrieked before jumping into the irritated looking hunter's arms. “Moxie you scrawny little lightnin bug,” Maggie squealed as Moxie peeled the overexcited woman from his torso, “it’s good to see you too Maggie,” he grumbled, and the older woman chuckled under her breath as she stepped backward and glanced between the two young wolves standing in front of her, “who’s the hottie,” she asked as she jerked her chin in Jay’s direction.
Azreal pinched his nose between his fingers as he called out to his assassin for the third time, “Mj!” his voice boomed through the phone, and he finally heard the sound of her voice, “hu? I’m sorry Alpha can you, can you repeat that?” she asked in a far off tone and Azreal sighed heavily, “I will ask Honey what she knows and maybe send her back into the club to find out what she can but I don't think it's necessary to interview her for that,” Azreal paused as he watched the woman in question laugh and talk with his oldest daughter, “she and Brie seem to be getting closer every day.” The Alpha’s statement rendered his hunter speechless again, and he chortled, “still with us Mj,” he asked, and she laughed, “yes Alpha, I was just curious how that worked itself into fruition,” and Azreal answered with a hearty laugh, “Well I have this wayward wolf in my pack, real pain in my ass,” he laughed, “she taught me its more important to be honest with my childre