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Art Of A Girl Chapter 18
SAMMY"Good morning, everyone!" I chirp as I walk into the ballroom.Eric arches a brow from the table he's sitting at. "Someone's awake this morning.""I am and I'm feeling fantastic." I smile.Eric leans his head on his hand. "And why's that?""Oh, I don't know. It's a beautiful day. I'm finally getting proper sleep. It's just.... a good day." I set the binders I was carrying on the table beside Eric.Dylan, bringing my coffee to me, snickers. "Right, I'm sure it doesn't have anything to do with where you spent last night."I scowl and take a cup from him. "No. It doesn't.""Sammy, where did you sleep last night?" Eric pries."The Alpha's room." Dylan says, smirking and folding his arms."Sammy." Eric says in a warning tone."What? It was a spur of the moment thing. It won't affect the job." I drink my cup.Eric drops his arm to the table. "We don't sleep with clients, Sammy. You know this."I drop my cup on the table. "I know. But he was there, the lighting, the moon, the muscles..
Art Of A Girl Chapter 19
BASTIAN"Anton. Get Nigel, Dylan and anyone else. Sammy's gone.......I don't have time to explain...........I'm at the park..............Just get here." I hang up the phone.I can't believe what I just saw. Her face was pure evil. She wanted me dead. I can only assume that Sammy couldn't do it, so the wolf ran.The wolf. That was no wolf. It was at least half a size bigger than even the largest Alpha. Its fur was chocolate brown and had a purple sheen to it. Its head was massive. I've never seen a wolf that big. Her eyes glowed a deep pink. Her jaws drooled. She looked thirsty for blood. She was twisted. Crazed. She looked at me and snarled before running for the tree line.I didn't realize the scope of what I was getting myself into.Cars pull up behind mine and Dylan practically falls out of Nigel's truck. "Where is she?!"I hold my head. "I... I don't know.... She shifted and ran into the woods."He grabs me. "Wha...she shifted?!"I nod. "Dylan. She's massive. From the looks of her
Art Of A Girl Chapter 20
SAMMYI've felt like I'm drifting away. Like I'm trapped in a never-ending nightmare. I'm done panicking. I've got nothing left. I'm starting to lose any hope of escaping my mind.After staring into the black for so long, I almost missed it. The pink lights return.The beast is showing me more. I squint my eyes to adjust to the brightness. Images come forward."This was once your kingdom. The home of the creator." The growling voice came through.I look at the destroyed, burnt-out homes. The twisted cars. The abandoned items of families."What happened here?" I crawl on my knees to get closer to the pictures projected through the wolfs eyes."A great battle. Destroyed your kingdom. Your people scattered to the wind." The growls sounded sad as it travels through the roads."Where are you taking me?" I look for anything that could tell me where I am."Your castle." It confirms."I don't have a castle. I'm an interior decorator!" I punch the floor."You are so much more than that. You'll
Art Of A Girl Chapter 21
SAMMYThe wolf is determined to hold me forever. We travelled for days. Slept during the daylight and walked at night.Finally, we stop and the pink lights appear."This is where the prince was born.""What prince?" I ask again"The one who is yours, child. The one you were created for. With his strength and wisdom, you will both ascend to the throne." The deep growling voice echoed."Will you stop! I'm not royalty!" I shout."No. You're a God. Sent to command us all." The voice boomed making me cover my ears.We travel into the town."Do you want to get caught?" I say in a snarly tone."The town is quiet now, as we’ll be."We stop outside a tiny house. Under the cover of trees."Why are we here?" I ask."The woman who bore the prince lives here. She's the same as you except she bares no wolf. Her power went to the son she carried." The voice informed."She's human?" I slide closer to the vision."Yes. However, the child she held is not. He's something more.""Who was his father?""Th
Art Of A Girl Chapter 22
BASTIANWith Alexi riding shotgun, we pull into the tiny human town of Bellington.Tiny really is an understatement. There are probably only 20 houses here. All small, humble looking homes. There's a diner, a small church and a few other buildings. This town makes Black Lake look huge.I park the car on the side of the street. "So, where do we start?" I ask Alexi.She looks around. "That restaurant looks like as good a place then any."I nod and get out. We cross the street and walk to the little eatery. It has soft lighting save for the large front window letting in more light. It's filled with square, dark wood tables. There's maybe 5 people in it. A big, overweight guy is behind the counter. He wearing a tight t-shirt and an apron.He eyes us as we walk in. "You folks lost?" He arches a brow as he wipes the counter.The others at the tables turn and scan us suspiciously. I meet their staring eyes and give a little wave saying 'Hi' quietly. Flashing my best smile. I don't want to be
Art Of A Girl Chapter 23
SAMMYI stare at myself in the mirror on a vanity table.But it's not me. Not entirely. My eyes have turned to pink iris'. Not glowing, but the beast has turned my brown eyes pink.As I watch myself brush my hair, I see the seriousness in my face. The stone-cold expression. She looks almost robotic as she meanders around in my skin.She puts the brush down and stares at her reflection. "I can feel you in there. Our connection is strong. This is good. You can feel our strength and what it will mean to your people." The beast forces a small smile."No! I want out!" I demand."Sorry, child. That's not happening. Not until you accept our role as Dragon leader." She smirks."That will never happen." I grit.I may not know much about the Dragons, but my introduction to them so far is one that leads me to believe their evil, monstrous people.She chuckles. "Once the Alpha marks us, you'll have no choice but to comply. You might as well get used to this life. You're a queen. Your people need
Art Of A Girl Chapter 24
BASTIANI pace back and forth in the common room of the pack house."Bastian, we need more manpower. We can't go in there without help." Nigel was sitting in an arm chair with Luke, River, Jayson and the rest of the Alliance Alphas on various couches.I stop and rub my head. "We can't. The Alliance will tear her to shreds. Especially if that thing fights back. I need this to be an extraction mission. If we can get to her and pull her out, I can touch her and fix it."Jayson leans on his knees. "Ok. We set up two teams. One from the north and one from the east. We keep mind links open at all times. We'll send in the flyers first to get Intel and form a plan once we know what we're up against. Scouts can escort them. We'll have two trackers per team. Luke. You and Wren will be team one. I'll call Shane and Hayden. They'll track for team 2."River sat up. "I'll set up satellite imagery so we know movements. Anna can take Alexi and be the first wave in. They're both light on their feet an
Art Of A Girl Chapter 25
SAMMYThe days drag on. I pace around, pounding on the walls of black, every once in a while, to let the beast know I'm still here.She turned off the pink vision, so I've been left in the dark. I have no idea what she's doing out there.I think she might be mad that I was able to reach Bastian. I didn't think I could. I tried with all my might to at least let him know that I'm still me inside here.When I got the link open, I couldn't believe it. I sent him everything I've seen so far to try and let him know where I am. I just hope I was clear enough.When I saw him standing on the other side of the void, I thought I was dreaming. I was so happy, but a barrier erected between us.The beast found out. She threw me deeper into my mind and locked me away. I've been here ever since.I've tried to contact Bastian a few more times, but it's like my head wants to explode. She's blocking me hard.I don't know how long I've been in lockdown. It feels like days. If not weeks.I lay on my stoma
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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 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 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 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 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 32
SAMMYI pace the floor. I'm sick with worry. I'm supposed to be concentrating on other things, but not seeing Bastian for the last three days, has my stomach twisted in knots."Sammy, please. We need to continue."I glance at Wren. Bastian sent her to me two days ago to see if she can assess my wolf. Plus, she's a trained fighter so she's like my personal bodyguard right now."Wren, I can't train. It's been so long. I need to know what's going on." I shake my hand as I pace.She walks over and stops me. Her big, blue eyes stare at me. "I get that you're scared. But, Sam, Bastian wanted you to train. You should train. Ok? Come on." She waves me into the middle of the training room."Now, relax." She shakes herself out.I copy her. I blow out a breath.She puts up a finger. "Remember. Call the wind, but don't shift. Ok? Concentrate."I close my eyes and call the wind. It blows a little gust then dies. I flop my arms at my side. "I can't do it.""Sammy, you can do this. Just try." Wren s
Art Of A Girl Chapter 31
SAMMYI hit the floor with a thud. My face throbs. My head pounds."I told you. You can't win, child. I'm too strong." The beast cackles.I pick myself up. Wiping the blood from my mouth. I'm tired, but I'm not giving up."You won't get control. Not again." I spit blood on the floor."Look at yourself." The beast walks around me. "Pathetic! Weak! Not one ounce of strength in you. You're too much of a coward to take what's yours. That's why I exist. Someone has to take the path destined for us. That will be me." She lands another punch to my head, sending me flying across the void, bouncing off a wall and crashing to the floor."I'll fight you." I struggle as I get to my hands and knees. "I'll kill you." I fight the white-hot pain in my head."Child, you couldn't harm a fly and the way I see it, you're as good as dead now." She walks over and delivers a kick to my chest.I roll on the floor, whining holding my ribs."I can't believe the creator chose to pair me with the garbage that la
Art Of A Girl Chapter 30
BASTIANGardenias. God, I love waking up to that smell.I'm lying on my stomach with my arms tucked under my pillow. I crack an eyelid. I blink to adjust to the morning light.I stretch a bit to wake up and instantly I hear, "Don't move a muscle."My eye search for the angel that said those words.I smirk. "What are you doing?"Sam has pulled a chair close to the bed. She's curled up in it, wearing my shirt loosely, with a sketchpad and pencil."I'm drawing." She smiles."I see that. Why can't I move?" I ask."Because you'll ruin it." She glances at me.I watch the end of her pencil twirl as the tip glides over the pad. "You're drawing me while I sleep?""Yes." She barely makes eye contact."Why?" I question."It's what muses are for. So, we can draw you while you sleep." She smirks."I'm your muse?"She nods, biting her lower lip."We'll that's a first." I chuckle."Don't move." She scolds. "It's a first for me too. I've never had anyone I've been so inspired to create before. When I
Art Of A Girl Chapter 29
SAMMY "I need a hot shower and a 10-ounce steak." Bastian says, after we enter the pack house. I giggle as he leans on me, holding his broken arm to his chest. "What you need, Alpha..." I stop and remove his arm. "...is to get that arm set." He looks down. "I guess that's a good idea." He rubs the back of his head, smiling. Anton and Nigel walk in behind us. "I'll call the pack house doctor." Nigel claps his back. I smile and turn to go upstairs. He reaches out and pulls me to him. "Where do you think you're going?" He smirks I look over my shoulder. "My room?" He shakes his head. "I don't think so." He places his forehead to mine. Threading his fingers into my hair. "You're not leaving my sight ever again." "Oh? Why's that?" I smile. "You, my beautiful angel, are never leaving my side." He kisses me. "At this point, I may never allow you to leave my bed." "Am I a prisoner, Alpha?" I smirk. He shakes his head on my forehead. "No, but no one will ever take you from me agai
