Thank you all for reading. I apologize it's not as long as normal. I am still feeling pretty sick.
My eyes met the blood red ones of the vamolf. He was towering over us, just studying me. Glancing over, the poor bear laid motionless. Jet tried to move in front of me but the vamolf let out a deep growl that stopped him in his tracts. That’s when I noticed more movement behind the one in front of me. More black figures emerged out from the dense forest. Up until now, I would have thought they were wild, but here they almost seem… coherent? We didn’t have time to ponder it because one of our warriors had shifted and jumped on his back, biting the vamolf’s neck. His wail of pain actually caused my heart to hurt. “Attack!” Jet yelled as more warriors had shifted and started working together to push them in a circle. I got to work creating a weaved sphere. Starting under the feet, the vines would curl around their ankles. More than once, it would break when the vamolf would kick at it, or pull it with their fingers. The vines almost seemed too weak. Trying to strengthen them up, I a
“Ivory, wake up!” I must be dreaming. My mother’s voice whispered in my ears. Squeezing my eyes tightly shut, I didn’t want to wake up. Just imagining her warm embrace was so comforting right now. I slept like shit. Tossing and turning because Justina kicks. More than once, I wanted to wrap her in vines to keep her on her side. Jet was a great bed companion. He didn’t kick, snore… loudly or even steal the covers. “Wakey wakey!” There it was again. My mother’s voice. My body shook, which caused me to actually wake up. My anger rose a little at the thought of not hearing my mom’s voice this morning. I think Susan invited her, but since I hadn’t had the chance to call her, I wasn’t sure she would be here. “Ivory Peterson! You get out of this bed right now!” The light blinded me as I realized I wasn’t dreaming. That was my mom! “MOM?” Sitting up in bed, I had to blink to get used to the light. “About time sleepy head!” I felt the bed dig as a comforting pair of arms wrapped arou
There was two golf carts. Each cart was fully enclosed so the wind wouldn’t mess us our hair. There was a total for six seats in each chart. Brent, Susan, Megan, Wade and Justina were in one. Mom, dad, samantha and myself in the other. “There will be a tent off to the side that we were be able to slip into without too much attention. It will be similar to the other Luna ceremonies we have been to so don’t worry too much about that. I know Susan has made everything a surprise for you.” Mom said, looking back at me. “I really haven’t given it much thought.” I said honestly. “I helped her set things up yesterday. It is magical. The more naturely beautiful ceremony anyone could ask for. It looks like it came out of a book or a movie.” Samantha reassured me. “Oh, good!” My exciting was building as I realized we were headed into the forest. Where on earth are we going? Still, I kept my mouth shut as I looked all around. There were signs up telling us where to go but it was only about
“I doubt it but I will have some warriors check it out. You don’t worry about a thing.” Jet said in the mind-link as he fed me my cake. The worry was still there, but I let it go. If he wanted to do anything… well, I’ll address it then. The omegas took over cutting the cake and passing it out. I walked over to where Justina and Samantha were sitting. “Hey girls!” “Hey there!” Justina smiled at me. “Ivory, why did you choose the name goddess? I didn’t even know you could choose a name besides Luna!” Samantha laughed. Justina looked at me, confused. “I forgot she doesn’t know.” “Know what?” Samantha stopped, smiled, and looked at me, confused. “I am an actual goddess. My parents adopted me, but my birth parents are Mother Nature and the Moon Goddess.” I said proudly. “It took me a while to accept, but that is the truth. It’s all a long story that I can fill you in on later.” “I think… Are you…what?” Samantha started a few different sentences before she just gave up. “I’m not
“Where do you want to go?” I asked. There was a gazebo just down the path. “No idea. Just want a moment of quiet.” “This way.” I said, pulled her arm towards the right. We walked hand in hand till the gazebo came into view. Mom had put lights around it thinking someone might use it. She was right. “That is beautiful.” Ivory said, smiling widely. “Yes, you are.” Pulling her up, we sat down on the bench. The gazebo sat on a small hill that overlooked where the mating ceremony will take place. “I was talking about the view…” Ivory rolled her eyes at me. “I was talking about my view.” Her head rested on my shoulder as we just watching the darkness for awhile. “Are you going to tell me where you ran off to today?” Damn, I didn’t fool her. “Yes, but not right now.” “Why not?” Ivory asked, feeling a little annoyed. “I have a surprise for you.” “Oh?” Leaning forward, my hand reached into my pocked and pulled out a little black velvet box. “I had this custom made.” Her breath w
Ivory POV I felt so perfectly. Jet was beside me. I was completely satisfied in everyway possible last night. His arms were around me, protectively, but I really had to pee. Being careful, I tried moving his arms, but he just flexed and then they didn’t go anywhere. “I will pee on your if you do not let me up!” I warned. He growled, but allowed me to get up. I had to run butt ass naked to the bathroom and barely made it on time. I caught a glimpse of myself and damn, I looked rough. Taking a few minutes and freeing my hair felt amazing. Might as well take a shower. We leave today to find the vampires. Not sure how it will go, but the only thing I do know is that I need a shower. “Showering without me?” Jet’s voice filled the room as he walked in. “I didn’t know if you were still sleeping.” I said truthfully. “Nope. I’ve been awake, but I can hold my bladder better, apparently.” I heard his pee hit the toilet. We haven’t peed in front of each other yet, so this was new for me. “
I could not have been more happy to be on an airplane and not a helicopter. Jet was talking to the pilot. We are leaving later than planned. The meeting with my dad about warriors and the game plan took longer than expected. It is a 14 hour event, so I didn’t care either way. Not much to do on a plane. “Ready?” Jet asked. He snuck up on me. The plane was a private plane and Jet had it renovated a few years ago. It looked like a mini house with wings. There was a living area, bathroom with a shower and a kingsize bed in a private bedroom. I was currently in the livingroom with my feet propped up and a book in my hand. “Yes, sir. Whenever you are.” Jet sat down acrossed from me. “Good. It’s time. To go.” “Awesome.” I said right as the plane’s engines started up. “Not nervous about this plane ride?” Jet asked, teasing me. “No, I don’t have to look down and it’s not a wobbly.” “True.” Jet said as he looked out the window. We fell into a comfortable silence. I read my vampire
Stepping out of the airplane was surreal. I was used to seeing the stars in the U. S, but this was a whole new level. They were flashing with so much light that it was like a million tiny moons. The crisp air whipped at my hair, but it was the smell that was mostly overwhelming. It smelled like fish mixed with a sickening sweet smell. I had never smelled that smell before, but it was like my body instantly knew what it was. “Vampires.” I said in the mind-link. I was afraid to speak out loud as we quietly walked down the dock. There wasn’t a soul in sight. Only the waves made any sounds as it hit the rocks lining the land. “Yeah. Our safe house is about a mile south.” “Do you know where are you going?” I asked, slightly nervous. “For the most part.” Jet sounded more sure than he felt, but I didn’t call him out on it. Everything in my body told me to stay in the streetlights, but mentally I knew it wouldn’t matter. If we came across a vampire, a streetlight wasn’t going to save
Thank you all for reading Opal Eyed Luna! This has been a story that has sat in my mind for a year that I just needed to get out. However, as I wrote it, the story took a turn that I had not expected and it ended up being much longer than anticipated. Since I have read and recieved so much feedback about legnths of books, I have decided to make this part one with a possible part 2 if you readers enjoyed it! I am working on two others right now but I don't feel like I am ready to not see where Ivory and Jet go with her new job title! If you would like to see a book two, please let me know! I love hearing all your thoughts! As always, I do read each and every one of them. As much as I try to like or reply to them all, I have a toddler that I am trying to potty train so it is a little crazy in my house hold! My new book out is called Diamond Eyed Luna. That might be the last in this series, depending if I write a book 2 on this one. It is currently available and I will be posting regu
“We are here to serve you.” Their voice was like ice water running down my veins. “Why can’t Jet see you?” “We could allow him to if you wish?” “Yes.” “Holy moth-” Jet took a step back and wrapped his arm around me. “He is very much your boss as I am.” I said, wanting them to listen to him too. “Understood.” It was weird talking to them. “What is your role? What do you do?” I asked, trying to understand. “We are your servants. When someone needs to pass through, you signal us and we take them there. We are also your protectors. If danger is near, we will tell you.” “That is how Adron was able to always be a step head of us.” I said to Jet in the mind-link. “One of many ways.” Jet replied. “Can you take me to the underworld?” “Sure, if you wish.” One of them said. “However, you may not get to come back.” Another one said. “Why?” Jet asked. You could almost feel them shift their eyes to him. “You are still human. Portal is a one way unless you are a god. Since you are
There appeared to be a clear understanding from Spencer and Jameson. Calvin needed to go. His attitude was not that of a gamma, but of a cocky little shit. One second they were all looking at each other and the next, Calvin realised what was happening. “Whoa! Guys! Come on!” Calvin tried to plead his case as both men jumped him. Jameson took high as Spencer took low. Calvin surprised me with how much of a fight he put up. He managed to knee Spencer in the ribs and land a single punch to Jameson before he was officially knocked out. Once he was removed, it was just Spencer and Jameson. I was on the edge of my eat, trying to see who was winning. Jet was feeling rather anxious himself, which didn’t help mine. These men had trained together. Jameson had trained Spencer, so it was coach verse student. Spencer tried a submission move that Jameson counteracted. Jameson would go to deliver a combination, and Spencer would avoid it expertly. For five whole minutes, not a single blow was l
“Come on, it wasn’t that bad!” Jet was on the other side of my locked bathroom door. Humiliation and embarrassment filled me as I stripped naked and turned the shower on. I had fallen asleep before Jet was back. So, I was trying to make it up to him this morning, but the sexy lingerie I was trying to put on was not baby bell proof. It stuck out like a busted can of biscuits and even ripped the material. The worst part, Jet had walked into the closet to see where I had went and found me in front of the mirror. I was about to pull the one piece down but my stomach ripped a hole, my ass was eating the underwear and there wasn’t enough fabric to cover my nipple. It looked absolutely horrifying. To top it off, I was out of breath from trying to get into it. Jet’s eyes widened as he tried to hide a smile. So, naturally, I am hiding in the bathroom. It was easy to rip it off as my stomach had already started it. Dying of embarrassment was a true statement that never hit me so hard before.
“That was an exhausting day.” My ass was sore from riding Colt all day. It normally wouldn’t be but with this extra weight on my stomach, my posture was off. “Watching the obstacle course twelve times isss… rough. I got my twelve miles in today.” Wade sat down in the chair. Jet was wearing only was wearing his shorts. With his bare chest, it was hard to focus. These pregnancy hormones are no joke. Plus, it has been forever since we had sex. “Focus, afterwards we can do whatever you want.” Jet teased me in my mind. “ANYWAY.” I said, a little too loud. Jet smirked, and Wade looked slightly confused before choosing to ignore us. “Let’s just start at the top. Carol.” “She made quite a few mistakes.” Wade frowned as Jet pulled up the video of her running. “What is the scoring? Like five points per task?” I asked. “That would make 20 points total so that is good.” Jet said. “To start, she immediately stepped on a mine and got herself killed. She didn’t even look around to make s
Jet and I were angry as we exited our room. Not at each other, but the situation we were put in. I thought everything was behind us. We thought we could have a normal quiet life now with our pack and our child. Nope. Now we have to deal with this. What kind of toll is this going to take on me? On our child? “Whoa, that is some major aggression you both have today.” Susan said as we turned the corner into the foyer. Brent, Susan and Wade were waiting for us. I was a little surprised to see Susan. Ever since Megan was killed, she hasn’t come around much if it wasn’t about the baby. “Let’s get this over with.” Jet said as he kept walking past his family and towards the golf carts. Everyone had a surprised looks on their face as they watched him go and then turned and gave me a questioning look. “Later.” I said and followed him out, too. I couldn’t walk as fast, but I was happy to see Jet was waiting by the side of the cart to help me in. No one spoke as we made our awkward golf cart r
“Alright, we have our rankings!” Jet said as he held up his paper. “What are they?” I asked. Jet had kept the names to himself and just wrote the score down by the person. “There are a few ties, but here it is.” He laid it out in front of us. My eyes instantly went to find Jameson. He scored a 25 out of 30. A huge relief washing through me as I kept looking down the line. 19… 22…13… 26 wait? What? It was Carol. She scored one higher than Jameson on the critical thinking test. On the bottom of the paper, there was a list of each name from top ranking to bottom. Carol- 26Jameson-25Spencer-22Leroy- 22Peter- 21Calvin- 21Mark- 19Ethan-19Tyler- 19Anthony- 17Beau-15Dalton-13 “Interesting.” Wade said as he studied it. “Oh, this isn’t good for me.” Sitting down, the panic feeling started creeping back up. “Don’t worry. Jameson excels at obstacle courses. Actually, Leroy might give him a run for his money tomorrow. Even give Carol a heart attack.” Jet said as he grabbed a th
“Are we ready to go?” I was pacing in our office as Jet was finishing up each item on the critical thinking test. It had been a full week and I haven’t done anything but sit around and wait. Wait to go into labor, wait for Jameson to heal and even just wait for this tournament. There were a total of a dozen names on the paper. One female and the rest were males. “I’m finishing it now.” Jet said, slightly annoyed, but his patience was endless with me recently. I knew I was being a handful, but it was hard to relax. Susan had managed to get all the laundry done and put away, but there hadn’t been any progress in making a nursery. So I am worried about the nursery and worried about this tournament. I might have a heart attack before this is over. “You need to breathe.” Wade was sitting on the couch, watching me with a smile on his face. The fact that he found this funny was frustrating. “I’ll… I’ll… I’ll set you on fire!” I finally spit out at him. “We could put that in the obstacl
My feet were never so thankful to be wearing something so comfortable. I couldn’t imagine wearing heels or flats even. Not that I was full on waddling like Justina, but I could tell I was starting to get a sway. Jet gave me his arm to use as we made our way to the field. Brent and Wade had not shown up yet but I knew they weren’t that far behind. All the seats were filled. As we made our way to the front, I noticed everyone had mixed emotions about today. The thing is, I couldn’t tell if it was anger at me or anger at Jameson. There were some people crying, and some even looked happy. Happy his spot was open or happy because they didn’t like him? I couldn’t tell. “So many different emotions.” I commented in the mind-link. We had found our seats and sat down. Jameson and Samantha were standing ten feet from each other, with a baggy t-shirt. Samantha looked both scared and pissed off. Jameson just looked ashamed. “They hadn’t heard the full story, but rumors get spread. From what I