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The car came to an abrupt halt. We must be by the dump sight. So far, it wasn’t looking good for Matthew, but he was holding his own. I heard their doors open and slammed shut before the trunk opened up. They hoisted me out first and then Jet. I was probably a hundred meters walked before they dropped me hard on the ground. “What is going on here?” I heard Matthew asked, annoyed. “We have been to the house. It looks staged. So tell me, what really happened? Are they actually dead?” I heard Mr. McClear’s voice. It sounded more evil with each word. “Yes, they are. Tell me, do you not trust me?” Matthew sounded angry. “Whoa! A gun? Really?” Shit. This isn’t good. “I dont believe you.” Boom! The gun went off. I felt a sharp hot pain in my foot but it wasn’t my pain, it was Jet’s. “Oh look, blood that is flowing still.” “We need a distraction.” Jet mutter in the mind-link. The pain in his voice was heartbreaking. I didn’t know what to do. “Like what?” I asked Jet. “Make it rain.”
“Wonderful.” I said as I leaned back in my chair. If he thought I was going anywhere until I knew how Jet was doing, he was fucking wrong. My legs were crossed and so were my arms, so when he walked up to me, I was not giving off an inviting vibe. “Let’s go.” “I suggest you sit down and shut up because we are not leaving until Jet is out of surgery and you are not leaving until I am ready to go.” I said through gritted teeth. “Fine, but it will be your ass when the boss is made because you made him wait.” “What will he do? Shoot the daughter of a god? It’s not like that could even kill me.” I said the last part, but come to think of it, I wasn’t sure that was actually true. What would happen if I do die? I mean, Adron doesn’t want me dead, per se. “I wouldn’t want to find out.” He said as he sank into a chair. I didn’t mean to wait here. “What was your name?” I asked. He told me the other guy’s name, but not his. “Dalton.” “What do you know of vampires going missing?” I asked
I stayed behind them as they knocked twice quickly and the third time after a few seconds. Vampires have secret knocks. I found it a little funny and had to work on keeping my face passive. It felt like something out of a horror movie the way the door opened. My ears hurt from the squeaking rusted hinges. However, my breath was taken away when I walked into the foyer. It was massive. They covered the marble floor in a circle rug of red, blue and black. It sat directly under the crystal chandelier that hung from the third story. The second and third story balconies looked over the foyer with grand staircases circling down from each side. Massive painted portraits hung with name placks under them around the walls. “He has been waiting for you.” The butler said. It surprised me to see the butler was human, but when I noticed red marks poking out from his collar, I understood his role. He looked older but still got along okay. The salt and pepper hair made him look more like a silver fo
I wasn’t sure what I was expecting, but this wasn’t it. Orpheus was a taller man with his hair in a man bun at the base of his neck. His red eyes really made his very chiseled jaw line pop. Even with being on the skinnier side, he was dressed slightly more in old school than what you would see in a magazine. I had to glance back at Estella. She looked nothing like her father, so she must take after her mother. With long curly hair that went to her butt, it was almost a brownish red. Her petite frame was on display, with a very modern dress. Cassius and Andreas looked like younger versions of their bad but with short hair and more muscle. “I have multiple reports on my desk about a wolf causing a great deal of disturbance around here.” Orpheus took the head seat with either boy on both sides. “I apologize for that. No one would point me to you and instead, tried to kill me after auctioning me off. I don’t exactly take kindly to that… either.” I said, trying to sound polite but firm.
“That would require you to agree to work with witches and wolves in taking down Adron.” “Do you know Adron?” Jet asked, speaking for the first time. Orpheus looked at Jet. His eyes studied him as Jet kept his face passive. “I first met him over 100 years ago. Maybe more like 500. Who knows? After all these years, it blends together. However, I was… entertaining a lady friend at a party and when I went to get us drinks, he stole her from me. Obviously, we disagreed and had many issues but we have put our difference aside. Now, we co-exist decently. I can’t imagine him wanting to kill the vampire species.” “What would it take for me to prove to you that I’m not lying? Allow you access to the vamolves so you can see for yourself? Done. Would you like to fight one? Done. We can take you to some. Would you like to ask Adron himself? I’m sure I can find him easy enough. He is my uncle, after all.” “I like you. You got spunk.” Cassius said, smiling at me. Jet’s chest started rumbling.
“I think I am good.” I said as I looked at myself in the mirror. After showering, I had picked out clothes to wear today. They were comfortable to travel in but still work appropriate. Keeping it simple with a flowy light purple blouse and black dress shorts. Thankfully, they had sandals in my size. “Good. It is almost time to leave.” Jet was buttoning up his white shirt. He picked a loose fitting jeans but still tight enough that I could see his shapely ass. What surprised me was the boots he picked out to wear with it. “This is going to be a long flight.” I said to Jet. “That it will be. I would say try to keep your temper, but that was fucking sexy last night.” Jet came up behind me and slipped his arms around my waist. His lips gently kissed my neck, causing goosebumps to travel down my spine. “Keep that up and we will miss our flight.” I laughed. Knock! Knock! Knock! Jet sighed and walked over to the door. “Hello.” He said as he opened it. “It’s time.” A butler said. “
I was exhausted and my ass hurt from sitting for almost 9 hours straight. Thankfully, it was only that long, but damn, I was antsy to get off this jet. As the jet started to descend, my stomach started to turn. I hated flying. This just sucked. I tried putting my head in my hands and leaned forward that but made it worse. Just closing my eyes made everything spin. The only thing that helped was taking deep breaths and turning on the cool air to full blast on my face. “You look green, Ms. Ivory.” I heard from the side. Looking over, Estella was smiling at me. “Since we are not on your territory any longer, you must ad hear to our rules and that means what we consider disrespectful. You will address me by Goddess Luna or Goddess Ivory since you are not a wolf.” I said as I glared at her. “I will not!” She looked taken aback. “You can either do it because I told you to or I will command you to do it because you are flat out being disrespectful.” “Estella, manners. She is right. We
I had another wave of motion sickness as the helicopter started to basically fall from the sky. This time, I had to cover my mouth with my hand to keep everything down. I had hoped by not eating breakfast that I would handle this better, but I was wrong. “You going to make it?” Justina laughed at me as I bolted out of the helicopter after it landed. My hands were on my knees as I tried to keep what little food I had in me down. “Doubtful.” I responded. We were in a new location than last time. Jet had told me this morning that he had some guys flying over and found a group of them in another cave. I guess they had killed some bears and were hanging around. “I’m not sure how you guys hunt or anything, but as soon as they figure out we are here, they will attack. You might be more adapted to killing them since they are more vampire than a wolf in that aspect.” I said. “I’m looking forward to this!” Cassius rubbed his hands together as he took off, leading us towards the vamolves.
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