Chapter 164
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(Stephanie POV)
It is time for me to finally head home.
Believe it or not, I really miss everyone. I am looking forward to seeing my friends and family, including
even my younger sister.
I originally did not intend to be gone this long. I just wanted a couple of years to be young and free before settling down and taking over my roles as James’ mate and luna of the West Mountain Pack.
I really do not know why the Moon Goddess allows werewolves to meet our mates at age 20. That is so young! Why would anyone want to commit to a lifetime of responsibility at that age, much less to having sex with just one person? The human way is so much better. Sure, some of them marry young too, but nowadays many of them wait until their late 20s and 30s or even 40s to get married. And even then, the humans who are good at keeping secrets can continue to stray forever. In contrast, thanks to the st upid mate bond, werewolves can cheat, but their partners will feel the betrayal; there is no such thing as being
discreet. (Believe me, I know; Sheila and I did a ton of experiments to confirm.)
The closer that I got to my 20th birthday, the more that I knew that I wanted to take a “me-break” before
James and I marked each other and I took on the pack responsibilities. I had started my luna training
early, and I had worked really hard at it, so I knew that I deserved some me-time.
Unfortunately, I also knew that James and my mother would never agree to give me that time. James
was a big believer in responsibility, obligation, and making his parents happy. Meanwhile, my mother was
a big believer in trying to live her life through me, and that required that I be around her exhausting self all.
the time.
I ultimately decided that I had to find a way to steal a break for myself, and Sheila agreed to help me.
I developed a plan. A great plan, in fact. It would allow me to travel the world, meet new people, make a bunch of foolish mistakes, spend a ton of money haphazardly, and live by myself for a while. Then, when ! was ready, I would go home and be the luna my mother had prepared me to be.
It was a perfect plan.
But then I met the s**y, powerful Antonio from Spain. And all-my plans went to hell.
I met Antonio sort-of by chance, when I went to pitch his business partner some girls for purchase. I thought our girls would make a great fit for some of their exclusive, underground clubs. The girls were from my
mother’s business, but my mother did not know about my trip to see Antonio’s partner; Sheila helped me arrange the meeting with the thought that I could secretly use the profits to fund my two-year
Antonio’s business partner got tied up with something else, and so Antonio ended up coming to the meeting in his place. It was lust at first sight. I took one look at Antonio, and I knew that I had to have. him all for myself. I did not care that he was human; he made up for it with his rugged good looks, his money, his power, his sex appeal, and the danger that oozed out of him. I guess there has always just been something about a bad boy that really turns me o
on
As soon as I met Antonio, I decided to change my plans. Instead of exploring the world, I would explore Antonio. And, oh goddess, did I want to explore Antonio. With his Spanish accent, tattooed chest, and “f&
&k me” eyes, it was hard not to.
I
Because I changed my mind about selling girls to Antonio -I did not want other quality females around who might compete for his attention- I had to find another way to finance my escape. That is where my
little sister came in.
I did not want to ask Antonio for money so early in our relationship, and I preferred to have my own anyway. Our rogue friends had been asking for a young virgin for a while, and I knew they were willing to
pay top dollar. My sister had been such a good sport about letting me torture her that I thought she
would be the perfect one to sell to them for a night.
I had expected my sister to cooperate like she normally does, but instead she fought back. That threw
everything off, and we had to rush through the next steps of the escape plan. I also had to promise the
rogues a replacement gift in lieu of my sister. (It took me a while, but I finally found one about six months
later and had her sent to them.)
I do not know whether to be angry or proud of my sister for what she did that night. She definitely made
my life harder, but I sort of respect her spirit.
Given all the torture I put her through, you probably think I hate her, but I do not. I actually love her a lot. That was why she made such a good torture candidate; my mother always said that to be like Luna Jane, I needed to know how to torture not just the ones I hated but also the ones I loved.
I am curious to see what my little sister is like now. Sheila has given me updates about a lot of what has happened in the pack, but for some reason she has not told me much about Lily. I wonder if she has met her mate yet? Perhaps Lily, her mate, James, and I can double date.
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