Opal Eyed Luna: Precious Luna Series

“Good Morning!” I heard my bedroom door open and people walk in. Oh my! It is my 18th birthday! Opening my eyes, I sat straight up to see my parents standing over my bed with a present in their hand.“Wake up, sleepy head!” “I’m awake!” I yawned as I smiled at them. They came around and sat down on the edge of the bed. Today was going to be a long one, best one yet of all the birthdays that I have had. “Happy birthday!” My mom gave me a kiss on the forehead as my dad smiled at me. They weren’t my biological parents. They adopted me after they found me in the woods, but they raised me as their daughter and loved me as such. “Here, open your present!” My mother, Gwen, handed me a bag that said ‘Happy Birthday’ with every color on it with yellow tissue paper sticking out of the top. Ripping that off, I found a small black velvet box. Picking it up, setting the bag down and opening the black box to reveal a pair of pearl earrings. “These are beautiful!”“I’m glad you like them, sweety.

I knew that voice and my eyes started to tear up as I turned to look at him in the face. He was staring at me like I was the most beautiful human in the whole world, but he was waiting for my reaction. “Mate” I whispered. My hand came up and touched the side of his face. What felt like forever. He finally lowered his face and pressed his lips against mine. The kiss was the most magical thing I have ever experienced. His arms were wrapped around me, keeping my body pressed against his. He finally ended the kiss, but kept his forehead to mine. “I have searched for you for so long. After our first meeting, I just knew that you were mine, mine to keep forever.” His voice was like music to my ears. “*Cough, Cough*” came from beside us. I turned to see my dad looking at us. “Dad, you know Alpha Jet, he is my mate!” I said as Alpha Jet moved me beside him as he kept his hand around my waist but was much more proper and respectful. “Good Evening again, Alpha Nathaniel. It is true that

I instantly felt defensive. “I dunno, just the first thing that I found. Feel free to change the channel. I rarely watch as much T.V. as it is.” “Oh? Why’s that?” Jet asked, he seemed seriously interested. “I’m usually outside or working.” I shrugged. I let myself relax into him. It felt natural and I fit perfectly into him. My pale skin glowed in the moonlight that was shining in from the open windows. It wasn’t a sexual tension but a comfortable atmosphere. A safe place. “You don’t get sunburned with your porcelain skin?” “Never. I guess it makes sense now why that is…” I trailed off, not sure what to say. I felt his concern go through me. “What are you concerned about?” I asked, without looking at him. “If you are okay.” He said quickly. I didn’t get any hint of a lie from him. Usually I can tell when someone is lying easily, and he wasn’t lying. “I will be. I… I just…” “Talk to me.” Jet said. He pushed the mute button and turned me so I was on my back. Adjusting the p

“What’s wrong?” Jet asked. He was sitting across from me. His head was resting in his hand with his ankle back over his leg. He liked to sit like that I noticed. “Everything is so… impersonal here. No conversations, no one dared to speak, basically.” I said bluntly. “That is how I run things. I am fair, but no emotions. You can’t run a pack with your heart, you have to use your brain.” My jaw dropped at this. “Excuse me? You expect me, the daughter of the Moon Goddess and Mother Nature, to assist you in running our pack and NOT use my heart?” His heart did a flip when I said our pack. “Coming to terms with it, I see.” “You can’t expect me to sit quietly behind you and just look the part. I will not change who I am because you don’t like to use your heart.” “Rule number one, NEVER disagree with me in public. You can express your concerns in private. If you have ideas on things, you may bring them up to me in private and we can discuss things. I am not saying I will change ho

“Oh, really?” I laughed as I pushed him off me and kept walking. Walking alongside of me, Jet still has lingering sexual feelings running through his veins. This will take getting used to. It’s not that I don’t mind him touching me every chance he gets, but I’ve had no one do that… well, I let no one do that. “Here was are, OUR room.” Jet made a deal about saying the word “our” like I was going to argue about sharing a room with him. Walking in, the first thing I noticed was the huge floor to ceiling windows. They were massive, as it overlooked the forest below. His room complimented that with warm neutral colors of green and browns. A fluffy olive green quilt sat on his bed with cream sheets. A wooden headboard framed the wall with lights above each end table. A T.V hung down on a system that looked like it went up into the ceiling if not used. A small kitchen sat on the right with a large livingroom area with a couch and a love seat. The vanity was off to the side and two doors on