The White Wolf of the Crescent Moon Colony

Chapter 3- Brunch at Esmeralda's

Get up!" Aspen yelled and threw a pillow at Marlowe's head. The blonde haired, Asian goddess stomped over to Marlowe and ripped the covers off of her.

Aspen was bold, always announced what she was thinking, went through life with her own set of rules. She was about 5'4 with medium length hair that she regularly bleached to give her hair a beautiful honey blonde color. She called herself "slim thick" and became extremely confident after building up her glutes and thighs in the gym.

Marlowe didn't go home last night. She decided to stay with Esme. Esme was like a second mother. She had a spare room just for when one of the kids wanted privacy. Today was Sunday brunch. It was a way for Esmeralda and her surrogate children to bond over mimosas and gossip.

Esmeralda was as old as dirt according to Marlowe, but she looked to be in her mid forties. In her mid forties and fine as hell. Esme had long black hair, tan skin, green eyes, and the sex appeal of Jessica Rabbit. Her own children died long ago because she couldn't figure out how to make them immortal like she was. So Marlowe, Aspen, and Jasper were her babies.

"Dude, Why didn't you tell us you were already here. We stopped by your place and los padres were all confused." Jasper said with a tone of irritation in his voice.

"Sorry. It was a rough night" Marlowe said as she sat up in her bed slowly. Her locs falling to both sides of her face as she rubbed her eyes.

"Clearly, you look like death." Aspen said. "Esme said you were out all night. You okay?"

Marlowe swung her legs out of bed and got up to get her robe on. Then she noticed the sun was high in the sky and the twins wouldn't be there unless it was 12. "Shit!" She scurried over to her phone and went to Fletcher's contact. She paused and looked up at the twins slowly.

"You gonna tell us what that's about or?..." Jasper asked, confused. The twins gave each other a look. They were clearly mindlinking, but Marlowe didn't care she had a mate to call.

"I will explain everything in a minute when I come out for brunch. Start eating, I just need to make a call and I'll be right now." Marlowe said and rushed them out of the room so she could make her phone call. She hit the call button on her phone.

"Hello." A husky voice answered.

"Hey, it's me..." Marlowe heard silence. "Marlowe. Um.. I was calling becau-"

Fletcher laughed "Yes, Marlowe, I am aware that it's you. I figured you had more to say. I sure do."

"Well yes, um. I just wanted to say thank you." She breathed out. Realizing that probably sounded stupid she put her hand on her head.

"For?" Fletcher asked, clearly amused because he knew what she was trying to get out. She didn't need to thank him.

"Last night... um, the..." she lowered her voice so her friends and godmother couldn't hear her. "The orgasm. Um, it was really great." Now she had done it. Completely embarrassed her. She was ready to get off the phone and die!

Fletcher is now hysterically laughing. "You don't have to thank me. We are meant to pleasure each other. I'm sorry we couldn't do more."

"Oh, well.... Um, that's all I have so. Gotta go"

"Wait." Fletcher stopped her. "I'm going to be busy this week, but what if we text each other during the day, and talk on the phone at night. He eagerly suggested. He really wanted to get to know his mate. "And then before I leave we can meet up again."

Marlowe smiled. "That sounds good Fletcher."

"I'm really glad you're my mate. We'll figure everything out. I promise. And you were supposed to tell me about life before you shifted for the first time before you took advantage of me. Let;s start there." Fletcher said.