"Again" I think as I look around this big, beautiful field of purple and blue flowers. As an angelic masculine voice comes over me. It sends shocks down my body.
"In the meadow she blooms"
He states very calmy, as he races for me. Within a second, he is there at my chest.
I instinctively reached for his face, and my ooh my, he was so handsome.
"Like a flower reaching for the sky" He states so lovely that I instinctively nuzzle into him. He them grabs me up.
"Get up Sarah" My mother yells as she looks at a very bewildered me. "You must of had that dream again huh".
"Yes, but today is the last day of senior year. It also starts our senior trip, and I'm very excited about this cruise." I say as I throw on a cute off the shoulder shirt. I've been wearing floral a lot here lately. I guess I have acquired a new taste. This one actually suits me as it's white against my perfectly tan skin. My titties sitting perfectly up. I run and brush my teeth. I also spritz my hair, as it's really long and kinky. I run some oil through it to take care of the fly aways, that spung up while sleeping. My mom throws me my favorite pair of tore medium length shorts. I looked good as hell.
"He's different ma", her face darkens.
"Be careful, my love, you know how their kind can be with us." She touches me, I know sometimes the goddess can draw us together" she says as she hands me my bag. "You know about the other side of the world."
" We are all children of the night though mother."
She looks at me "You know our particular past with these species just isn't as good. Now get your bags ready, they need to be finished, and down at the store. I trust you SG, I trust you to make the right choices."
"I know momma" I say to her as she looks and smiles at me.
I pack my toiletries in the small bag I have on the counter, a couple more outfits, and my make up. Sniffing the air, I realized my mother has made my favorite. Homemade sausage and pancake, on a stick. She even infuses the syrup in the batter, so I don't have to worry about it dripping all over me. I grabbed the two she had bagged for me, as I head out the door after saying my goodbyes.
My grandparents hugged me while telling me to be careful, and that they loved me sincerely.
"Be careful my little wolf. I trust that if you find him on this journey you will be careful. As well as make the right judgement call." She says quietly so my grandparents will not pry.
They would push me to be with him, as they would anyone. I mean it's natural to be with one's mate. They are not only handpicked for us, and our destinies, they are also engraved into our soul. Kind of like a handpicked soulmate. Mates, once they have found each other, can mind link each other no matter where they are, because mates are linked together, down to the soul. Their wolves, once mated, become stronger. Why? I know you're thinking that's impossible. We aren't like you mere humans reading this... wait, why did I say that??
ANYWAYS, look, mates make each other stronger, because they complete each other. Though it's foreign to me to want too sleep with anyone besides my mate, not every wolf is the same. Some spend an eternity searching for their mate, and never find them. Some die crossing into territories of upper packs that do not tolerate the mate searches. Yes, we search for our mates after a certain amount of time. AGAIN. It's natural though the packs that are lower do it on a grander scale, such as the drag their young adults on a "mate trip". Where they alert different packs that they are coming, so as to not have the upper packs rip out their spines.
In some cases, people never find their mates, they can go their whole life, and never have a goddess given mate. Some lose their mates in pack wars, that the upper packs choose to drag us in, so they can take over territories, and ravage the women of the pack. Though fortunately I've heard of alphas doing this and finding their mates, so I guess it would've worked out wonderfully for them. I will say this though, they will not take the young women or children, but the mate less older women, so they can mate, and carry pups for their mate less wolves. It's engraved into us that taking a mate from another mate, or just depriving any wolf from finding their mate is a being law, it cannot be broken. Well, you can, but it is very painful and hardly anyone survives it. Destroying something that the goddess gives us unnaturally is one very painful process and has its repercussions.
Twenty minutes have passed before the bus, for the pack border kids, to pull up to the school entrances. I can see Angelica, Vickie, and Ainee. They are my very best friends. Angelica Depree was an angel mixed with human. Yes, I know what you're thinking, technically, she is referred to as a Nephilim. She is a little different though, her mother was the angel, that mated with her father. She wasn't created out of lust; therefore, she isn't a giant or Nephilim. She has crystal blue eyes, high cheek bones, with white hair. It's very cool because when she finds her soulmate, her hair will change colors. She is a very mild natured person, which yes it makes her the more mature person of all of us. Her skin is pale, but not one of those pales that make her look like a ghost.
I need to mention that giants are real, but after the great giant wars, the giants that didn't die. Had laid down to rest, and now they are the great mountain ranges. They can be awakened, but only through their counterparts, which Angelica happens to be. There are three Great Mountain ranges, Allores, Anakim, and Gerd which consists of at the father of giants and his giant kids. Anakim, a Jewish giant race and Gerd, a frost giantess. I will get into that in a little bit not trying to drag this on. She was even built like she was made for love and not lust. Petite with a slim weight, small chest, and ass.
Vickie, or Victoria Claudia the Third, was a vampire, and human mix. She would be taking over her father's coven when we came back from this trip. She is pale with pretty brown freckles with ocean blue eyes, and red curly hair. I always said she was made for modeling. At average height, she has a perfect hourglass figure. I love her Texas, French twang. She has a lot of suitors as we all have quite few of. Much like me sleeping with someone other than her soulmate isn't for her as she doesn't feel lustful pulls. She knows much on French and Texas history, which for me was interesting, I didn't live in the Earth dimensions in the summer. We rarely learned anything about the other dimensions, till we go to the Dimensions college.
Princess Ainee Fayye, is a fairy princess. There are two versions of fairy people in this world the good ones take the name fairies, and then the faee people, they practice dark magic not fairy magic. She has wings, but has to earn them, and she cannot take over as ruler until her wings come in. She has curly black hair, green eyes, and in her "human" form she's short still but not as short as her fairy height. She is a very wise person, but as she's still a playful fairy, so she practices her playfulness in the bedroom. She's that one out of group, but she's not trashy with it, she's been with her man for five years now. They will have to break up once she goes back to the fairy world. As vampires cannot travel to elf land, and she's to take over.
Then there's me, Sarah Grace Lesser, and I'm a werewolf, there's a selection of lycanthropes in our dimension. We'll talk about that later, I'm a good height 5'4. Kinky, pretty, rich brown hair. On my good days I am hand dipped in honey from the heavens with my pretty sea moss eyes, I could make any man drop. Hell, my pack alpha, well soon to be alpha, Greyson Moonbound, would love to have me. I'm not for it though, he has even tried to get me to let him mark and claim me, and I punched him in the nose.
Don't get to thinking my body is the only thing he wants me for. I'm a very smart resourceful person, I have links to several different worlds, and a vast knowledge from reading books from other dimensions. I also schooled myself on the information I picked up. I'm also a skilled fighter, having beat his beta in my combat form, and my slick champagne and blue-eyed wolf. She was faster and stronger than everyone, but alpha. She has expressed to me several times had it not been for our blood loyalty, we could defiantly take him. She has also said she doesn't very much care for our alpha I can't very much blame her though.
We didn't say very much as we grouped at the table to eat our breakfast.
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Saving Grace
FantasyIs this your average story? I don't know you'll have to found out. In this so average book. Just kidding come on this so great ride in this multi-dimensional world of Sarahs. As she finds love, has good friendships, and this is definitely not your a...