Not a him (Editing)

Chapter 13

"Wake up babe."

I let out a annoyed groan.

"Come on kitten time to wake up."

"Fuck off," I groaned.

I felt a pair of warm soft lips lightly travel my neck, sending sparks where it touched, letting a moan escape my mouth.

"Are you sure you don't want me to do the opposite," his hot breath against my skin as.

"If your going to do that at least let me brush my teeth first," I sighed, my voice scratchy from waking up.

"Why? you breath smells like strawberries and coconut."

"That's super weird cause I don't remember eating that."

He chuckled at my statement, leaning in to kiss me.

"Yeah but your mouth taste bad."

"Haha, very funny," he stated.

I reached over the bed for my bag of sour patch kids.

"We both need these."

I handed him a sour patch kid, and he accepted happily.

I pulled him to me, tasting the sugary sweets.

"That's better," I mumbled on his lips.

My left arm wrapped around the back of his neck, my other hand in his hair.

His hands gripped my waist, pinning me to the bed. He rolled on top of me, while I pulled him impossibly close to him.

The bottom of my giant shirt was raised up, reviling my really short sleeping shorts and toned stomach. Sparks where heating up everywhere his hands traveled, slowly setting a fire to my body.

My hand traveled his body, finding the elastic of his boxers. Naturally my hands made it's way inside his boxers, tracing his god blessed v-line.

You have now idea of how much I love his v- line.

He let out a growl, then pulled off my shirt. He made a move to take off my shorts when the door to the room swung open, stopping Nash from going any further.

Who ever it is, is about to get the cat beat out of them!

"Hey, I'm glad you too are getting along really well but could you like keep it down. I still have enchanted hearing," You could practically hear his smirk.

I growled at him, still angry at him for him interrupting us.

"Why are you really here," I pushed Nash off of me, and sliding on my short sleeping shorts.

"Mom needs you in the library."

"K just let me put on a shirt."

"Or you can go without it," Nash breaths in my ear, wrapping his giant arms my waist.

"And this is were I leave," Andy hurriedly shut the door, but we paid no attention.

Nash had tailed kisses down my neck, leaving little love bits. Moaning, I rolled my head back in his shoulder, giving him full access.

"I should... really... go s-see what my... mom wants," I stated in between breaths.

"Yeah, and afterwards... we can finish... what we... started," he grinned on my neck, sending shivers down my spin.

You don't know how bad I want him right now.

I was pulled from my thoughts when I felt a big shirt being pulled over my head

"Thank you."

I started for the door, kind of wary of what I was called for.

Finally, but all to quickly, we were walking into the library. There we found my mom waiting for me with her nose in a book.

"Oh sweetheart, I saw some things about your kind in this book," she rushed over to me and pulled away to the book she was once looking at.

Wait what did she say!? "Did you saw kind?"

"You'll find out what I mean when you read the book," she directed my attention to the book with her perfectly manicured finger.

I looked down and slowly read the printed the text.

"Any shifter or vampire with the fur and or eyes resembling a pure moon is a purling, or child of the moon goddess.

They are not like any supernatural kind, for they are far to pure for the title of any normal supernatural being. They poses special ability, stronger, faster, and more powerful then any alpha, For they are the top of the food chain.

But as time went on, they were killed in a war against the pure ones and the werewolf, vampires, and hunters. in the mist of the blood shed, the next moon goddess was lost in the fight and was never found."

Wow! I couldn't help but wonder how long this was. There was no date as to when. My mind continued to piece together what in had just read, then it hit me. I had the moon colored eyes and the white fur! There was only one left. I am that one!

"Wait if that's me and this is all true then...your not my...real mom?" I questioned, already knowing the answer.

"Not biologically, no," sadness was drowning in her voice.

"By the time the twins were born your father found you in the woods, covered  by vines and branches like a grave, with bodes all around you. You were in this...sleep like state. Like u were hibernating?" She questioned herself. "It looked like old bones were layed around around you. We didn't know what it meant until you shifted."

I let silence consume me, as what was happening sunk in. She might as while had came up to me, and said "guess what... your adopted!" This was a lot to take in...

What the hell is going on in my life!

Hold up, special abilities?

I jumped up from my seat and tackled my mom a hug.

"Thanks mom," she hugged me back, not knowing my intentions.

I pulled away and hurriedly ran to the door with Nash's hand in mine.

"Where are you going," confusion was all over her voice.

"To find out what my ability is obviously."

"Of course, darling," she said rolling her eyes.

"Who says darling any more, like really."

"Just go," she shooed me out, and I happily did as she was told.

"So how are we going to do this," Nash said after we had left the room.

"Test trials."

"On what?"

It toke him a few seconds to realize what was going to happen, but he still asked.

"Joz, what are we testing on?!"

"You already know the answer," I shrugged carelessly.

"But I'm trying to make sure you and me aren't thinking the same thing," we had made it in the back yard already and I was ready to get down to it.

"Joz, please tell me," I rolled my eyes. He's being such a baby.

"You."

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Olay people I hope you people having a AWSOME day, or night or what ever part of day it is.

And I went to scream world ( a hunted house) Saturday so I've been kind of occupied trying not to punch anyone who comes up behinds me.

The struggle is so real right know.

Pic of Jozef's mom.

Enjoy