That's Gemma for you! Making friends even in the most dire of situations.
~Gemma~ Sounds of my own screaming tore me from sleep. My heart thudded in my chest. I tasted the taint of the wicked witch and her twisted alpha. Shit! Weeks later I still woke with night terrors. My tank top was drenched with sweat and clung to my body. Gross. I rolled over to look at the alarm clock and groaned. Usually if I was up at three am, it was because I never went to bed. Fat Kitty cuddled me, giving me his own special flavor of love. I wished it was enough. Love never saved me from a damn thing. Sorry if that hard truth made me out to be a heartless hag. Sleep evaded me, refused to entertain my pleas for a comeback. I tried. I tried so hard. Some days were rougher than others. “Gems? Do you need me?” Alpha Devlin’s voice cut through the misery that was my life. His sleepy voice carried through the distance. Of course he never had trouble with sleep. And most unforgivable, he was a morning person. “Gemma? I know you're awake. Stop avoiding me.” I gritted my teeth. Ever
~Alpha Devlin~ Damp hair clung to my forehead. Since sleep refused to come, I decided to work off some steam. An hour of lifting weights and abusing my body provided no comfort. Might as well shower and let go of the idea of rest. “Knock, knock.” A female voice called out, along with a light rapping on my door. Who the hell is here at this hour? “Go away!” “Devie, let me in. I know you’re in there.” I silently cursed, remaining quiet on the chance she would go away. “Don’t act like this. Let me in.” Her nails clacked on the door frame. “Or I will cause a scene.” Fuck this! I swung the door open and pulled her inside. “It is Alpha Devlin to you. Don’t forget your place.” I ignored her pouty look and continued. “Now what do you want? It’s late.” “Technically, it’s early.” Tasha nibbled on her bottom lip. “I miss you. And I know you miss me.” I know it was rude. I didn’t give a shit, dismissing her claim with an arrogant wave of my hand. “I explained very clearly where we stood.
~Gemma~ “I miss you so much.” I reached for the beautiful man with such longing. Imagine trying to touch a treasure you had no business coveting. He stared at me with those empty, soulless eyes. “Why won’t you come to me?” “I’m sorry! I can’t!” I explained. Flames danced in his eyes. “Come to me!” His hand caressed my face. I woke trembling and confused. Shit! I dreamed of him again, of Damon, my former vampire lover. This dream marked the third in the past week. My night terrors about the tainted witch and her alpha finally stopped. And now this fresh hell. It had only been a few months and I still missed him. Besides the physical connection, I missed his company and our stimulating conversations. I know it may be hard to believe, but we were friends before lovers. I sighed and pulled the blankets up to my neck. Somewhere in the hidden corners of his mind, did he miss me? Unlike with Alpha Devlin, Damon and I had no sordid past constantly getting in our way. Well, that was unt
~Gemma~ “Good trouble?” I giggled like some virginal school girl. Oh, wait. I was in the middle of a crisis. I frowned at my would-be aggressors. “I’ve got this under control.” Damon bowed, very formal. “I am certain that is the truth. However, it is my duty and right to protect this neighborhood. Along with its beautiful occupants.” His smile turned cruel as he faced the two dead men walking. “Gentlemen, the lady is a special friend of mine. I take offense to anyone attempting to harass or harm her.” A cool wind swept by. Damon’s eyes burned red. Crap! Not good. He barely contained his vampy powers. Alex spoke first, sly smile plastered on his face, “We invited the lady for some fun. She declined. We were merely escorting her safely to her vehicle.” “From my vantage point, your actions headed in a different direction.” Damon snarled. “You propositioned the lady. She turned you down. And it appeared that you were both sore losers, accepting no for an answer. Tell me,” flames dance
~Sammie~ Fucking ladies’ night! It dutifully rolled around every other week without fail! Tonight, Megan, Gemma, and I sat in a circle on the floor in Gemma’s front room. Macy bowed out. Chicken-shit little bitch. “Are you sure this is a thing?” I wasn’t convinced. I gestured to us grown ass women dressed in our pajamas. “Definitely. I watched it on 13 Going on 30!” Megan squealed with excitement, much to my horror. “She was a 13 year old girl! Trapped in a 30 year old body!” I shot back. Megan stuck out her tongue and continued her conversation with Gemma. I knew it! The damn night was doomed to drag on. The expression on Gemma’s face did nothing to alleviate my stress. Nope! I was not experiencing FOMO. More like dread. I glanced at the clock, wondering when it would be socially acceptable to fall into slumber at this slumber party. “Never mind all that.” Gemma interrupted. “Are we doing the Pitch Perfects, or The Three Musketeers?” Lucky for us, she didn’t suggest any of
~Gemma~ Sammie dragged my ass to a local dive bar. Yes. I fought hard. Yes. I allowed her to win because true friends supported each other. After hastily revealing her crush on the bartender, she thanked my loyalty by promptly dumping me. Yeah. I ended up playing the damn third wheel. She failed to warn me I overdressed for the occasion. My tidy dress, clean hair and nails clashed against the gritty backdrop. Her attire of black jeans and flitted leather jacket didn’t alert me to the potential dangers. Sammie’s outfit screamed Sammie, not grungy dive attire. The scent of the atmosphere smelled a little dark and broody. Not my scene. I sat alone in the corner like the freaking reject. I know we don’t like to talk about it. But there is always that awkward friend in the group. Hello! It's me, awkward. I hoped to never repeat this experiment. From a safe distance, I studied this mysterious side of her. She flirted and giggled while twirling a piece of hair around her finger. Sammie’
~Gemma~ Sammie walked over, throwing her arm around my shoulder. “Sup, witchy-poo.” I rolled my eyes. Goofy Sammie came with her own heavy ass baggage. At least she could stand on her own two feet. “Hi, love!” I said cheerfully. A bit of positivity never hurt. She must have drunk a crapton to be this buzzed. “Who is this fucker?” She noticed Evan sitting at my table. “Fucker, this is Sammie. Sammie, say hi to fucker.” I giggled. I deserved humor if nothing else. “Hello. I’m Evan.” He said carefully, probably realizing he was stuck in the shitshow now. Sammie scowled at him, leaning in awfully close to his face. “You messin’ with my girl? Cause I’m betting I can take you.” I pulled her back. “Play nice, Sam. Evan is my new friend. He’s been keeping me company whilst you go through the mating rituals.” She shook her head and wore a sad expression. “What happened? Was he mean to you?” I jumped to my feet. If the situation called for it, I condoned violence. “Gems,” she snickered
~Gemma~ I managed to shove him away. “Dude.” I put a hand on my chest. “Not cool!” Sammie stood in the doorway, arms crossed, eyes narrowed. “I will let you in on a secret, little fellow.” She stalked towards him. Her long legs ate up the distance quickly. “Wait to be invited before attacking a woman with your face.” Evan’s shoulders rose and then fell. “Please, let me explain!” His eyes were wild. “By all means! Explain!” Sammie sat on the couch, dragging me with her. “And if you try that shit with me again, it will be the last thing you ever do.” He ignored her threat. “How did you recover so quickly?” Evan asked, searching Sammie for some visible clue. “She is a werewolf. Perhaps that affects the outcome?” I answered, thinking aloud. “Gems, what is going on?” Sammie elbowed me. I whispered excitedly to her. “He is a freaking warlock!” “Ah! A he-witch!” Sammie laughed. “That explains things.” He grimaced. “We do prefer the term warlock. Thanks.” “And I prefer a handshake w
~Gemma~ I cuddled the crap out of a wiggly Little Zander. Yes, I was actively avoiding Rina. “Nobody understands me like you do, little dude.” I squeezed him again for the hundredth time. He stared at me with those dark, sage eyes of his. “Are you hiding out in the nursery?” I startled at the sound of the Alpha’s mocking tone. Where the hell had he come from? His hulking frame looked ominous in the cheery and bright room. “What of it? Mind your business.” He crossed those powerful arms of his across his expansive chest. “You are clinging to my son like your life depends on it. Hence, it is my business.” My shoulders hunched a little as I sat Little Zander down. When his hands immediately grabbed for me, I scooped him up again. “It’s no hope for it now, Alpha Zander. Little Z is my new bestie at the moment.” I winked at him. His sweet, cherub face smiled back at me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Beta Solar pass by the doorway. “Hey! Beta! Wait up!” I yelled after him, kno
~Alpha Zander~ James crossed his arms. “The witch has a name. It is Gemma. She prefers to be addressed as such.” James walked deeper into the kitchen. His gaze taking in the gamma’s body on the floor. “She attacked Marcus.” I pointed out the obvious. James rolled his eyes. “Marcus is the biggest douchebag around. I could feel her hunger from out there. How could it not be choking everyone from here? We tried to find her some food super early this morning and there was nothing. She was acting weird. Weird for her.” Irina remained quiet, listening to what James said. She studied her mate and then turned to Marcus’ body. “How long until he wakes up?” I wondered. “It was only an apple.” Irina frowned at that. “He will rise when I wish him to. Is anyone offering to go retrieve her? Because I am more than capable.” I nodded my head at James. “The witch,” I began. The look on James’ face irritated me. Given the circumstances, I let it ride. “Gemma,” I corrected. “Go get her and bring
~Gemma~ Why me? Just why? I rolled over, spitting out hair stuck to my mouth. My whole body hurt, like I’d been beaten with a baseball bat. Fuck! I untangled from the bedding. Yeah. Still clothed. Thank goddess. It was ten in the morning. Great! My food hunger still raged. At least the other was nowhere to be found. The day looked bright so far. Before knocking on Rina’s door, I heard feminine moans followed by a giggle. Jeez! I called out. “Um. I hope you guys realize this room is so not sound proof! My imagination is wildly out-of-control now. Thanks for that!” Driven by desperation, I made my way back to the kitchen. Surprise, surprise. Today’s search came back fruitless. Almost. I played with the apple in my hand, debating on eating it. On one hand, it was stupid. People were starving in the world while I agonized over my lack of options. I sat in the same chair I had occupied only hours earlier. I pinpointed the exact moment when my solitude had been breached. “Well, what
~Gemma~ The next night, I received a phone call from an unknown number. “Hello?” “Gems? Thank fuck! Are you okay?” Dev spoke quietly. WTF? I tried multiple times to contact him via mindlink to no avail for the past day. His phone number had been changed. And now he decides to call? When I’m an emotional fucking wreck? Avoiding the goddess' hungers wore me down, physically and emotionally. “Gems?” Shit! I answered. How could I not? “How’s Tyson doing? And Sam?” “Ty’s fine. Sammie is a fucking trooper. I’m convinced they only survived because of the enhanced strength the goddess bestowed upon them.” He hesitated. “Listen…” “Dev, I can’t. I need space to breathe. Let my anger simmer and then maybe I’ll be in the mood to listen.” I hissed at him. “The thing you saw with that she-wolf, it was a mistake I immediately regretted. It didn't get very far.” He went silent for a few moments. I could still hear his breathing over the line. I kept my mouth shut. Otherwise I might cause
~Gemma~ The day was a win so far. The sun glared down on us, warming the water. We met a few pack members. Everyone seemed nice and welcoming. Well, this one she-wolf gave me the stank eye. What could you expect? Rina snagged one fo their most eligible bachelors. Alpha Zander spent more time with me that was necessary. When Little Zander was carted away to take a nap, I joined Rina and her mate in the hot tub. She dangled her feet in the hot water, a towel wrapped around her shoulders. I scooted over, sitting on the opposite side to face them. “This is cozy. With all his money, the alpha couldn’t spring for a bigger hot tub?” What was that all about? When my foot accidentally touched his, I drew my legs up on the seat with me. “Sorry. Not being rude. But there is no freaking way I want any of your spillage.” I apologized. Rina giggled. “Will you help me unpack later?” I glared at her. “We packed most of that crap! I am aware how much is stuffed in those bags and suitcases.” “I
~Gemma~ I stared at Alpha Zander, disoriented for a moment. “Um.” I faltered. “So you’re a blank, right? Maybe tomorrow we can ask Rina to verify. Otherwise, good for you.” He watched me in silence for a moment. “Care for another drink?” “I think I’ve had enough.” I pushed my chair back and stood. “Will you think about what I said?” He stood with me. “About what?” “Joining the Moon Tide Pack and remaining with Irina.” I rolled my eyes. “No pack has two witches. That’s greedy, alpha.” He sighed, irritation riding his voice. “Avoiding the question. Again.” I lifted one shoulder. “It’s a personality quirk. Irina and I together is a lot to handle, you brave, delusional soul. Yes, I will think about it.” “Whatever your current salary, we will double it.” “Wow. That’s a lot for a troublemaker.” His statement stunned me. “I assume you can also help out with pack matters and meetings.” “And Rina?” “As the mate to my beta, her place in the pack is secure. No games, no bullshit. S
~Gemma~ As soon as Rina laid eyes on me, she scowled. “It was meant to drain you of your powers, right?” I asked her. “How do you know?” “Because that’s how I feel! Fucking drained!” I whined. Irina rolled her eyes. “She’s hangry. When is dinner? This one often forgets to feed herself. Then, everyone around her pays the price.” “Hey!” I said. “Rude, but accurate.” “Call the goddess and have her restore your strength.” Rina suggested. I groaned! “Not that bitch! Haven’t I suffered enough?” “Gems!” “Fucking fine!” I summoned her. It must have been my lucky moment of the day. Her cool power swept through me, revitalizing me. She never came to the surface. I felt full, like I had plenty and still had excess left over. Out of curiosity, I touched Alpha Zander’s arm. A shocked expression covered his face. I held on for a count of three before running over and placing a a hand on Rina and her mate. She gasped, clutching at my hand. Beta Solar groaned, in a good way, not complain
~Gemma~ He convinced me all alphas were a chip off the same stupid block. “Are you for real right now? After everything that has gone down?” “Did you sleep with him?” Alpha Zander hissed at me. I rolled my eyes at the his dramatics. “Yes! I slept with him. I would think that fact was obvious.” I wore a black tee-shirt. Alpha Zander’s tee-shirt to be exact. The very one he ripped off his back and ordered me to wear after storming my room. I say my room loosely. The alpha owned it all. “Did you fuck him?” “Bingo! Now we’re getting somewhere.” I crossed my legs. “No, Alpha Zander. I did not fuck James. Not that I think it is any of your damn business.” Beta Solar entered the office. “Gemma, she is awake and asking for you.” I got up and left, making a swift exit from that troubling conversation. When Beta Solar noticed my outfit, I said, “Don’t ask.” My head nodded in the alpha’s direction. Irina sat up in bed. I rushed to her side. “Hi, love! Sorry I wasn’t here when you woke.
~Gemma~ Alpha Zander pushed through the crowds of his pack members. “Move!” He roared. People scattered upon his demand. Something in me snapped as I stared at the nightmare in front of me. Her injuries were extensive. Irina laid on the ground, bloody and broken. Her beautiful black hair sprawled around her, like a bride’s veil. She reached her hand up to me. I grabbed it, kneeling beside her. As her excruciating pain and sorrow rolled over me, I ripped it all away from her, bottling it up in the pits of my rapidly blackening soul. Beta Solar crouched down on her other side, his face a mask of torment. “It’s done, witch. We have them.” I closed my eyes, shuddering in relief even as I absorbed her pain. “I’m dying. We’re dying.” Rina’s voice sounded so very weak. "No spell I cast can fix this." A smile curved on my lips as I swept the remaining hair covering her face to the side. “Do you really think I’d ever let you abandon me in this shitshow? Quiet, while we heal you.” I patt