Moon Blessed

And so the two Hazel Eyed Mates Meet

The school week passed by fast leading up to the party.  I kept smelling that delicious smell I'm attracted to around my school.  I even smelled it right at my locker and could now determine it's a werewolf.  They must have caught my scent as well and was curious.  I couldn't wait to meet this mysterious wolf.  That night when I got ready for the party I did a slightly cropped black top with a skirt that fell mid thigh and was also black and wore knee high black boots.  I did a smoky eye that would make my green eyes pop.  I mostly took after my mom but would be forever thankful for my dad's curls and eye color.  Technically my eyes are hazel but they usually stay green.  I headed to my sister's bedroom and walked in.

"Oooh sister look at you in your fuck me boots." Coraline said while Violette whistled.

I shushed them while waiting to hear if dad was going to storm in.

"Don't worry the parental unit is down in their sound proofed bedroom." Violette said.

"Are you ladies ready?" I asked.

"Yep.  I can't believe you're going with Stiles tonight.  I thought you said he was skinny and awkward." Violette said to Coraline.

"So?  He is those things but I like him.  He's sweet and makes me laugh.  Anyways, you like Scott who likes Allison!" Coraline said pointing at our sister.

"Well, we all know that's going to end in a train wreck and I'll be there to pick up the pieces." Violette said with a shrug.

I rolled my eyes as we headed out the front door to my car.  We drove to Lydia's house and by house I meant mansion.  

"This answers why she acts like she's an alpha." I said.  

I could see the twins were staring with wide eyes.

"Act normal girls.  Laissez les bon temps rouler." I said to my sisters.

Let the good times roll.  French and a phrase often used in Louisiana particularly during carnival season.

We headed up to the front door and walked right in as others were doing.  The music was thumping loudly and strobe lights were going.  I could smell alcohol in the air and sighed.

"Try not to get drunk." I told my sisters before ditching them to their dates.

I can't get drunk but since they haven't shifted yet they can.  Violette went with another Lacrosse player to pass her time until she can pick up the Scott pieces.  I went to the punch bowl and poured a cup when the scent hit me.  Something told me to put my drink down before turning so I did and then turned into a hard chest.

"Are you all right?" A deep, sexy voice asked.

"Yes, are you?  I hit your chest pretty hard." I said in a breathy, flirty voice before looking up.

I felt my breath catch when I met his hazel eyes.  Is he a god?  Holy fucking all the fucking I can't even finish this thought.

"I think my chest is fine but the hit your head took on it seems to have you in a daze.  Do you need me to play doctor?" the sex on a stick asked with a sexy, knowing smirk on his face.

"Yes Doctor.  I can show you every booboo I might have but am probably just making up." I answered once again in a breathy voice.

All the things I'll let this man whose name I don't even know do to me.

"He does smell really good.  I approve.  He's a fine werewolf to spend time in bed with." Ivory said.

"I fucking approve too.  Fuck yes he can do me in every position." I said.