Purple Moon

One

"To bright. To bright." I whine as I rolled over on my bed and pulled the blanket over my head in a useless attempt to keep the light out. I am definitely not a morning person and I hate being woken up in general. I especially hate it by a bright light when someone so rudely opens my blinds.

"I don't think so D" and there goes my blankets, "you know we have a lot of shit to do today and I am not doing it on my own." That got my attention, I sat up quickly in agitation now, "Why the hell not, it is your fault that we have these people coming here to begin with."

I caught her off guard with my anger, so I continue, "I never wanted anyone to come here, you insisted you needed to do it this way. I told you to go to them and live your life happily, but NO!. I know the only reason that you are doing it this way is to try and trap me into coming with you. Which, might I add is never going to happen for every reason that we have been living here in seclusion for the past 100 years."

She watch me for a minute in surprise before she snaps out of it. She walked out of my room with a smile on her face and as she shut the door she called to me in a sing song voice, "I don't know what you are talking about, don't go back to sleep, or else."

I flopped back in bed with a huff. I heard a small growl from the floor at the bottom of my bed. I chuckle quietly at my dear friends agitation, Artimus didn't like to be woken up early either. Sometimes I am still amazed by how alike he and I actually are all things considered. Artimus or Arti is my guardian, a gift from my mother to watch over me. He is a giant pure white wolf. He stays close to me and watches over me while I sequester myself in hiding.

As a Princess, no that was not the right word to use. The only word I could use to explain who or what I am is Deity. My name is Dea Luna, which translates from Latin to Moon Goddess, which is exactly what I am. My mother is the Great Luna. She created me by mixing her blood and the blood of a pure wolf. I am the Werewolf Goddess, a coveted person for the power that I posses. I have the capability to manipulate all of the elements. I was also taught when I was younger about the gypsies magic and how to mix herbs for healing and such. I happen to be immortal unlike all other werewolves and so is Arti. my mother tied his life to mine so as long as I live he does also.

"I am so hungry Arti, how about some breakfast before we start being ordered around. "I started walking over to my closet to change, I haven't been able to ware PJ's around the house since Matt got here. Thinking back to that day. Jessie was lucky I let her live. She knew better then anyone that we do not bring people to the house, yet here we are.

I was under a lot of stress that day and had turned on the stereo and climb up on the living room table. When I meditate my magic takes over. I can not help that it is part of releasing my pent up stress, I completely let myself go. When I finally realized someone was here I was in the middle of the Cranberries "Zombie". I was also flouting in the air over the table with a magnificent aura floating around me, or so Jessie tells me. Out of nowhere I hear a strange male voice say "What the hell?". Granted it was not an angry voice more stunned surprise, I was also surprise because I lost concentration and ended up fall onto the table and bruising my ass. It was craziness all around. Arti came barreling out of my room and Matt damn near shit himself when he saw the big pure wolf coming at him. Luckily Jessie move fast enough to stop Arti before he got a hold of Matt. I sensed right away that he was also a Wolf like Jessie and I. I could also tell right away the he was Jessie's. I could already see that there auras had bound them to each other, Jessie had found her mate.

Looking in the mirror in my room I was surprise at the jealousy I always feel thinking about the two of them. I don't want to find my mate, I never have. The idea of someone else being in danger because of me is sickening. That is also why in the end I was glade that Jessie found Matt, he was the Prince so to speak of his pack, not a real prince by normal standards but the only son to his packs Alpha. He would be Alpha one day so he needed to return to his pack and he would take Jessie with him. She would be away from me and the danger I know is looming close and getting closer everyday.

Atri growled again from the doorway and I knew he was hungry and growing inpatient with me. "I need to do one more thing first, behave." I was going to have to glamour myself when Matt's parents where here for the ritual, so they would not know who I am. As I stand here now looking at myself I am no where near normal even to werewolf standards. My people can usually blend well with humans. Jessie for instance is about 5'6" with blonde hair and blue eyes. she was beautiful and athletic. She had a figure of a track runner or gymnast.

Myself on the other hand stood out, alot. I was also athletic in build but was no were near as tall with my 5'0". I have black hair with a purple steak to the right side of my face. Which was longer then the left side since I had my hair cut "A" semetrically from earlobe to mid neck. I also had a very large body tattoo. It covered most of my left side from my ear all the way down to my upper thigh. It covered down my arm to the back of my hand and around my neck and across my chest. I dressed myself in capries and cami's with a wrap tied around my waste, and black slip on flats that were simple and comfortable.

None of that is so bad well except for the extensive tattoo that I did not get done myself but was born with as a sign of my status and who I am. So I concentrated and the tattoo fades away, now then that's done I only need to fix the eyes which were also bright ass purple. I loved my eyes, I concentrate again and my eyes fade and then turned green.

"Guess that will do, come on lets eat I am so hungry."

My room sits right off of the kitchen, I walk over and put my pin code into the key pad on the mini fridge under the island. I opened it and took out a container of meat. I knew as long as I was in the kitchen eating Jessie would leave me alone she didn't like to be around while I ate.

My unique DNA made it hard for me to live off of human food like all other werewolves. Being a Goddess with pure blood wolf mixed in, I had to live on raw meat like my guardian does. I have a special supplier that runs a butcher shop and can easily get a hold of exotic meats for me.

"What do you think Artimus, mountain lion sound like a good breakfast today." I looked over to him and he sat on the floor by the counter waiting for me to throw him some. I grabbed a large chunk out of the canister and threw it to him, he caught it in his mouth and laid on the floor to eat it at my feet.

"Sounds like a perfect breakfast to me." I heard Matt's voice as he came strolling around the corner. I laugh shaking my head, he was going to get himself into trouble again. He smiled at me and I could see why Jessie was so in love with this guy. He is a very nice man, funny, protective of all in his care. There is nothing the matter with his looks either, he is very handsome in a boyish way. Brown scruffy hair and blue eyes, he has a medium build, cut well. I slide the canister over to the middle of the island smiling at him.

"She is going to hand you your ass, you know that right." I threw a chunk in my mouth, shaking my head at him again. He just sits there all relaxed, munching away like it was just like any other day. I would never have guess he would handle all of this so well, he took only a few minuted to come to terms with who I am and then he acted as if he has been around me for years.

The first time I ate with him around he was freaked out about it, yes our kind ate animals and raw meat when we where in our wolf form, but never in human form. The idea of eating raw meat in human form would probably freak out most werewolves.

He wanted to try it for himself after a little bit of watching me. I think he only did that at first so I wouldn't be uncomfortable eating around him. One bite and he was hooked. Yes, eating raw meat in human form was odd, but according to him very intense on your taste buds. He threw another piece in his mouth and smiled when Jessie rounded the corner. I tried, I swear I did. But when she stop and look at the two of us like we were caught with our hands down our pants, I lost it.