Asta X Mimosa Novels & Stories

"What can I get for you and our lovely Luna tonight?" "Amaretto and pineapple, please," I said, looking around. "Really?" Xander asked. I nodded. "Yeah. They're delicious." "Would you like one, too?" the bartender asked, already starting on mine. Xander shrugged. "Sure. Why not? I'll give it a try. Thanks." A broad smile spread across the bartender's lips. "Two Amaretto and pineapples coming up!" I looked around the campfire, and no one was paying any attention to us. But I noticed that Sasha wasn't there. Then again, maybe she was tired or had been hurt. But if she were hurt, I would have known, unless she didn't come to the Clinic.

Vixen presses the blunt against his lips, collecting smoke in his mouth, and he inhales the smoke through his nose, and blows some out through his nose, sitting back and relaxing as he smokes. I open the wine and I pour some in my glass and I add some tequila in it. I sit back and I drink my wine and me and Xavier switch out every couple of minutes. I don't like the way beer tastes, and I don't know how Xavier can drink it the way he does, but I decided, fuck it. I'm not pregnant anymore, try something new.

They all had basic black masks on with their guard outfit and looked happy to be here. I finished my drink and Xael immediately took my empty glass and signalled the bartender over with his finger. "A double." He ordered with a wink at me. "A double? A double cocktail? Do you think I am a demon or something?" I joked at him. The bartender took it serious and I saw him pouring two shots of every drink into a bigger glass. "If you can take on this competition, you can take on a bigger drink. Stare right into it as you down the contents into your throat."

He was popular. Across the room, those at another table broke out in song, accompanied by howls. A few others around the room joined in. I caught the scent of pine and musk right before powerful arms encircled my waist and pressed my back against a solid chest. His voice rumbled in my ear, “Don’t drink too much of that stuff or you’ll go blind.” “Lord Ives,” Aya drawled, “I will respectfully remind you not to drink my bathtub booze. Please and thank you very much. This batch is the shit. Xavier will be selling it in his nightclubs.”

My eyes opened immediately and a gasp escaped my lips as I met a pair of dark blue eyes, on a stern, chiselled face, glaring at me with an icy coldness. “I… I am Sister Yasmin,” I whimpered, unable to pull away from this tall, handsome man’s cold gaze. His eyes looked me over, slowly, and I felt my cheeks redden and burn. I was dressed in my habit yet it felt like his stare could penetrate through all my layers. My lips parted for me to breathe. Never before had I felt so open, so exposed… so… seen. I was here for Mrs. West but yet, I could barely breathe when he looked at me.

Floating along the sides is a very distinctive plant. “You gave me marijuana?” I’m baffled that they’d even put that in a drink. “And a shit ton of alcohol,” Simon announces proudly. “It's my favorite drink when I need to loosen up.” He holds up his own and takes a long, deep drink. “How are you feeling? Still nervous?” I take another drink, The more I have the tastier it becomes. Giggling, I reply, “No.” “She’s ready,” Madison concurs. “Let’s get out on that dance floor!”

"Okay. Please tell him I’m waiting for him now." "Yes, Luna." Before drinking the beverage, I asked again, "Mimi, do you think it’s alcohol free?" Mimi nodded. "I think so, Luna. Alpha Cameron won’t be careless to give you an alcoholic drink while you have his pup." "Yes, I believe so. Hurry, Mimi! Tell him to come here quickly." Mimi grinned and bowed at me. "Yes, Luna, right away." After Mimi left, I sipped the drink. It was sweet. I liked it. Maybe it was a special drink of the Wild Wolves Pack, because I had never tasted it before in my pack. I would ask Cameron later to see what it was.

Lara caught Ximara’s arm, eyes scanning her face. “You good?” she asked, excitement and concern tangled together. “I’m great,” Ximara lied easily, flashing a grin. “Let’s forget everything. I want to do something I’ve never done before.” Lara’s eyebrows shot up. “Drinking?” “Maybe,” Ximara said, without hesitation. One vodka soda hit her more than she expected. Her tolerance was low, and the room tilted almost immediately. Lara laughed beside her, already tipsy herself. “What about Stephan?” Ximara asked, words around the edges. “Isn’t he gonna freak out?”

I shrugged as I fixed him a mild mix. “ Nothing wild please. ” he begged. “ Don't worry I know. ” I smiled. I immediately prepared a Mimosa for him and slid the glass to him. “ How am I to trust it's not gonna be worse than the first?? ” he asked with a skeptical look on his face as he started at the drink and back at me. “ C'mon the first was your fault I mean you asked for it, this is me being all kind to you ” I rolled my eyes as i laughed.

“And some light crackers if you have them.” “Of course,” the young woman nodded, making a note of my order. A few moments later, I hear a light rap on the dressing room door next to me. “Would you like a mimosa?” the shop girl asked. “On the house of course.” “Is it made with real champagne,” a familiar, sweet voice responded, her tone uncharacteristically harsh. “I don't drink sparkling wine. It has to be real champagne from France.” It was Mavis. Again.