Tag: Chasing the Luna

Two days later… I stand in line with the other graduates from the college of Health and Human Development at Arcadia University. My gown feels like a furnace trapping the heat inside and I almost wish that I had taken Finnegan and Ethan’s dare to just go buck ass naked underneath. I could change into my wolf and run home to change before my father would ever see me. Of course, he’d still know. He always knows somehow. I think it has to do with some of the gifts that he gleaned from his mating with my mother and from being an oracle himself. Mom…I wish she was here. Sometimes I can see her when I astral project onto Hecate’s plane, but I wish that she could see me graduate from the career that she encouraged me to do. Her death during the fight with Fenrir outside the gates of Valhalla nearly destroyed our father. When a wolf loses his mate, a piece of his soul dies. Some less powerful wolves will die with their mates, t

I’m seated at a spot on the patio at one of the local brunch places. It’s meant for families, a play area with soft turf and a smaller area for babies outside next to the patio. I got here for our reservation early after walking here. Selene had things that she wanted to talk about and I often find it easier to move during those conversations in my head. Might as well do something productive. Julie, the owner, comes over to the table. “Hey, Meredith!” “Hi, Julie. How are you? How are the pups? And Joe?” I ask her. Julie has become a good friend and Gael, Hakeem, and I had helped her with the capital to get this place off the ground. Because of that, we are the only people that actually get a reservation here. She says that if you really want something, you either arrive on time to get a seat or its worth the wait. “Joe is perfect. The girls are giving me gray hair trying to figure out their major at the college. And the twins have just

My lungs feel like they’re exploding, longing for air. I know that if I just open my mouth, let the water in, that it will be over. But it turns out that the more human I become, the more difficult it is to intentionally drown myself. Through the mindlink, I hear Hermes say, Stop fighting it, polemistí mou (my warrior). Let the Lethe in and then we can let you up. It all sounds so simple, especially to a god. Just breathe in the healing waters of the Lethe, the famed river in the Underworld where all ills are cured. Where Hercules gained his near invulnerability. Where traumatized souls came to forget after their deaths. According to Michael, the archangel who had been my guide as an angel, their god was able to give his “holy power” to those that he deemed worthy. But he was unable to take it away. That was the “world’s work,” for all were made in their god’s image and all were full of his glory. He was unable to take that away from them.

I know that Jake and Hermes are going at it, Jake pretty much nonsensical with how needy he is. But right now, I can’t look beyond JoJo and the way that her eyes are devouring every inch of me. Fuck, this she-wolf knows exactly what each and every one of us likes and she deploys her skills with alacrity. I watch as she adds a bit of a wiggle to her hips, causing her heavy breasts to sway. They somehow got bigger and fuller after having the triplets. Actually, they seem even fuller over the past few days. That thought makes something in his brain hitch. Like there’s something important about that piece of information. But then JoJo cups both of her tits in her hands, one finger on each had reaching up to swipe over her nipples, and that though completely dissipates as he watches her. Were she a bit taller, I’d be able to smell her arousal, but the water in the tub is too high for that. She reaches me and pushes my thighs apart and she settles

“Are you sure that you’ll be ok, babe?” I ask Freya. She looks at me from her seat on the couch. She has a heating pad on her back and her feet in magickally heated water filled with Epsom salts. She’s also drinking some tea with turmeric and ginger to help with the swelling that seems to be growing out of control with all of the rain lately. With both of us being at least half witch and half werewolf, we weren’t sure whether she would take after our witch side or our werewolf side. With how fast her stomach is rounding and her being only a few weeks along, it seems like the werewolf side is going to be taking over. Honestly, I’m happy about that. I want to meet our child. And I’m dying to know whether they are a boy or a girl. Waving me off, she picks up the remote for the television. “No, love. Go to your meeting. I’m just going to watch some trash TV. Maybe take a nap. I somehow have the afternoon off and I’m taking damn go