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"I must say, I am disappointed in you. That was very anticlimactic.” I said, making my voice sound clearly disappointed. “Well, not every is around for the theatrics.” Adron laughed as he tossed down the gun. “So what now? Kill everyone and leave? Make them our slaves?” I shrugged, looking around like I didn’t really care. “Where are all the Vaewolves?” “Ah, you figured it out. Yes, I was finally able to recreate the Vaewolf. They have been extinct, but I did it!” Adron waved his hands as all the Vaewolves around came out into the opening. The warriors all stiffened up as they looked at this new creature. The fox that had changed earlier transformed back into its true form. Walking up to it, I was able to finally examine one. Even touched the skin. It was thick but not like we couldn’t stab it. Jet must have aimed for the heart. “Very nice.” I said, approvingly at Adron. “It wasn’t easy, but Andreas had an eye for that sort of thing!” Adron laughed as Estella and Cassius curs
Orpheus ran in front of Adron. All I saw was a blur before a sickening snap was heard. He had snapped his neck before running on. Adron’s body fell to the ground, but his eyes were still blinking at me. I watched as Adron stand back up, grab his head and reposition it. The horror and excitement I felt were scary. His moments were slower, but his eyes never left me. The series of cracks made shivers run down my spine. The rain was falling hard, puddles were forming quickly, and I knew sooner than later, this place was going to be under water. Looking to my left, then to my right. Everyone stood beside me and he was left alone. I needed them to wear him down so I could push as much power into him as I possibly could. That was the only way I knew how to kill him. I was more powerful than him. His body wouldn’t be able to handle it. At least, I hoped so. “Your time has come.” I yelled at him. “You’re wrong, my dear niece.” Adron twisted his back, cracking it before standing at his
Knock! Knock! Knock! “Come in.” I was in no mood for visitors. Ivory was still in a coma but thankfully, whatever Penny did saved the baby. We had multiple casualties that I was still trying to document. Our allies never even had the chance to show up, due to the face that Adron had been waiting for us. We were completely on our own. If it wasn’t for Samantha and Jameson creating those traps, we would have been in a world of hurt. “How is Ivory?” Wade asked as he and Justina walked into my office. She was getting big. “Ask your wife. She has been sitting with her for me.” I knew I was being rude but a part of me didn’t care. “Jet. She is okay. You need to understand that her body went through a great deal. She needs to heal. The baby is fine as well.” Justina’s hormones had leveled out, so she was back to her usual level-headed self. However, she had a massive appetite now. “Ugh, I know, but FUCK!” I yelled as I grabbed my pensil holder and chucked it across the room. Wade a
“WHAT?” Samantha was literally shaking, but I couldn’t find a bone in me to care. “Are they ready for us?” I asked Wade. He was pissed over Jameson’s action, but didn’t fully agree with my punishment. “Yes, they are.” Wade stood up and glared at them. “Good. Let’s go.” I said. Standing up, Wade had opened the door for us. I went waked out first, followed by Jameson and Samantha. Then, finally, Wade. The whole walk to the jail was maddening. It felt like the grass kept going and going. My pace quickened. Trying to cover as much ground as possible. “Alpha, Beta.” The warrior greeted us as he opened the door. I felt the displeasure from Jameson but at this point, I didn’t give a fuck. He was lucky to hold on to that label this long. Walking into the cells was like entering a whole new dimension. Darkness covered us with a blanket of sweat and blood. It was enough to make someone go crazy. I heard Samantha whimper, but she didn’t deserve my sympathy. A guard opened the door, reveal
“I-I don’t know.” Molly hung her head, letting the tears soak her pants. The thought of what could have happened to Ivory in the time frame was maddening. Was she kidnapped by Molly? Who might have been possessed by Adron. Did she have her own thing going on? Was she fighting off a Vaewolf, and we didn’t know? Did she get stuck in her own traps? Was it Althea or Sabrina that caused her to stay away from Jameson? “THAT’S NOT GOOD ENOUGH!” I yelled. The girls recoiled as the boys closed their eyes as my anger filled them. I had to keep telling myself that I got to Ivory. She was fine. Whatever happened in those hours, she survived it. I didn’t notice any trauma spots on her but that damn mark covered half her body so I might have missed something. “I am so confused.” Molly grabbed her head and looked at the ground. “Ivory..” Samantha started, she looked at Jameson and nodded at her to continue. “Ivory was a god.” “IS! SHE FUCKING IS A GOD.” I corrected. Samantha jumped at the boo
“Ivory?” I half yelled as my heart did a little flip. Too quickly, I tried to jump back into the room. Her beautiful eyes staring back as me. “Jet.” she said softly and held out a hand for me. “Holy fuck, Ivory!” Slamming the door behind me, I got back into bed and curled around her, bring her close to me. The sparks were undeniable. “I’m okay. I am so sorry I caused you all this worry.” “I’m just happy you are okay.” I kissed her forehead with so much restraint. “I know you are. I could hear everything that was going on around me.” “You could?” sitting up, I looked at her. “That must have been terrifying.” “It was okay. It meant that I was healing. I know we are having a boy.” Ivory rubbed her belly. “Yes. I am so excited for him to get here. Soon than you think.” I joked. It felt good to smile again. “According to my stretch marks, he grew pretty fast.” Ivory laughed. “I love every single one of them.” I laughed. “I need to pee.” Ivory tried to sit up, but her balanc
“Spit it out.” Ivory said. “Molly was being controlled by Adron. We interrogated her yesterday. She has moments where she blacked out and woke up in different places. Like the pack house, forest and different locations around the grounds.” Wade said. “We believe that Molly was the one that stole information on your pack for Adron. Molly was the one that helped keep us a step behind. She was being possessed, but with Adron transforming into Carter, I think she told him things. I honestly believe he transformed into Carter before he died.” I looked straight into her eyes, so she knew I was serious. She told us about the night when you were young and cut your finger on a knife. It landed you in the hospital?” Ivory looked at her hands. “I forgot all about that.” She whispered. “I think Adron was possessing Molly back then, even. I think she gave him that knife. If I am right, that was the knife that he had been using to transform us. I think that is why your venom is the antidote. Yo
“You are just as bad as I am.” I joked with him as he followed his parents out of our bedroom and to the cars. The funerals weren’t that far away, but with Justina and I being as pregnant as we were, driving would be easier. No one spoke the whole way. Instead, we looked out at the window. The car was driving incredibly slow, to make sure we didn’t hit anyone. Our pack lined the streets as each member slowly made their way to the burial site. The field that we were using was a special one. It is saved for only those who have died during battle and deserve the highest respect. As we got out, the wind had a cold bite to it. It felt good against my hot flashes I was experiencing. We made our way to the front. We lined chairs up front as the dead were laid on wooden slabs that were inches above the ground. A shallow grave was dug, allowing their bodies to become one with the earth, making a full circle. We waited until everyone had arrived before we started. The quiet sobs echoed acr
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