Chapter Eight: Ceceillia Mendez, Queen of Shade

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"Ceceillia," her mother sighed as she placed down her cup of coffee. "You already have a mate named Mark. And you should know that to go against Druscilla and Her siblings- the gods and goddesses- will spell disaster if you try to interfere. Learn to leave things be."

"Exactly," her husband, looking dapper in his gray business suit, agreed as he bit into a sausage link. "For the record, mija, neither Chance nor Chace are interested in the opposite sex as they have been interested in men for quite some time."

"Since when?"

"Since always," Marcelo replied, his voice soft as he enjoyed his bowl of berries and granola. "My friend Craven from the diner said that they've been celibate until yesterday for the longest because they knew that they were going to have two mates to share with each other."

"That's just disgusting on all accounts," Catalina said dourly, rolling her eyes. "If it were up to me, I'd make sure that they revert to being straight guys and have them marry me within a heartbeat. As for those two Omega wannabes, they should've refused the Goddess' offer and remained in jail for their crimes. I had a lot of respect for them since they rejected Lemieux five years ago. Everyone else was just hyped up on the craze of a myth."

"Ceceillia," her father warned. "Theirry Lemieux being the last Moon Wolf is not a myth. He is the direct descendant of the Moon Goddess Herself and his ex-mates were dead wrong with breaking his heart. They're lucky that they got this second chance in the first place as I know that the twins will whip them into shape as will the rest of this town- including this pack and this family."

"I beg your pardon?"

"That's right," Mrs. Mendez commented, her tone brooking no argument. "The whole town of Covington Springs has teamed up with the Red Rose Coven from Sammons Falls, the Black Lily Coven, and the supernatural gods and goddesses to bind those two Omegas into their road to redemption if they want to earn Thierry's forgiveness. And we will not interfere with Druscilla's plans or try to break up the four-way pairing in any way?"

Ceceillia couldn't believe what she was hearing. "And why wasn't I told any of this?" she asked. "Or better yet, why am I not bonded to the magic by that tranny chick?"

"Her name's Arianna Vivacious," Mr. Mendez said, his voice nearly a shout before he calmed himself down. "And you weren't informed or bonded since you're likely to go against this and will be up to your wiles. But it's not going to fly with me since you're slated to be married to Mark and head to Charleston soon. As your father AND your Alpha, I command that you leave those boys alone and focus on your impending engagement and mating ceremony to Mark while getting to know him and his coven. If you even try to go against me, i will not hesitate to have Aquilla Wytche send you to the Seelie Court to make you dance until you're near the hands of death."

Ceceillia knew that the Red Rose Coven, Aquilla and Arianna in particular, were not meant to be taken lightly since the former had relatives in the Seelie Court and could send any arrogant Alpha there to make him or her dance until one death-dropped dead. As for Arianna, she could read a person for filth when insulted and bring any homophobe to one's knees with a killer verbal roast. It was little wonder that all of the dignitaries from around the world were scared of her as was any Alpha from Massachusetts and all of the USA. No one would be wise enough to try and take her on.

As for her father's command, she knew that it was impossible to go against him. But in her mind, she was willing to try. "This isn't over," she vowed. "I don't care what you all say, I won't let either of those two runts take away Chance and Chace from me."

"Is that a fact, daughter?" her father said, eyes turning red with anger as he stood to his feet.

"Yes it is," she replied. "I know you're my father and the Alpha, but I won't sit by and accept the inevitable while marrying some loser. As for the plans to marry him, I intend to reject him on the spot today."

"You can't do that," her mother said, panic flaring in her and Marcelo's eyes.

"Watch me!"

She stood up with a huff before sailing out of the dining room to sulk in her room. "Look out twinks, because you are on my list," she said lowly as she fought the urge to shift into her wolf. "You done messed with the wrong she-wolf."

You're playing a fool's game, Chiquita, her wolf Esmeralda warned. You try and fight the Moon Goddess and you will be burned. Besides, Marc is good for us. His vampire Igor is calling to me. Forget the whole thing and move on.

"You can do that, Esmeralda," but I can't and won't," she shot back to her wolf as she went into her bedroom. "Mark Emerson is a loser. And those Omegas are losers too, even if they were former Alphas in the past. Once I eliminate them, I'll be closer to being Chance and Chace's wife before I make my move to kill the moon wolf and become the Queen of the Supernaturals so I can kill all the Omegas, including Thierry Lemieux."

Oh brother, her wolf groaned. I have a bad feeling about this! If you do go through with this, then I am done with you! You'll basically be living your life as a human as I intend to break our bond. Mark my words, Chica!

Ceceillia scoffed loudly. "Then leave, Esmeralda! Anyone who's not my ally for this is my enemy. You can go back to the care of the Goddess for all I care. As for me, the Nguyen twins will be all mine!"

May the gods and goddesses have mercy on your soul, Ceceillia Mendez! I am OUT OF HERE!

And just like that, the connection between wolf and human was no more as Ceceillia was making plans of her own. Little did she know was that her ambition was going to be her ultimate downfall.

Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Ceceillia Mendez is on the hunt for blood and lust, but she's setting herself up for humiliation in the end! And wouldn't you know it? She comes face to face with Marithe and Lachlan in the next chapter as the Omegas get new clothes and spend time with their mates before their rude awakening takes place! Folks, this is going to get good, I can already tell!

Dedication: veelozada and mandaleewrites. Song: "Malamente" by Rosalia (best modern-day flamenco singer ever!)

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