Rising of The Blood Moon (GirlxGirl)(Sequel of The Master's Pet)

Chapter 2

Four years later

Hatspehut

Four wonderful years had gone by since Saryia and I were married. They have been the best four years of my existence. I am 22 now and I feel more like a woman more than ever. Saryia and I have been traveling the world with Belle. Belle is seven years old now. She has to be the cutest little wolf ever.

Saryia taught me how to be a top business broker. Now we rake in twice as much cash as we used to when it was just her and Jamie. Speaking of Jamie I haven't seen her since the wedding. She is in China right now, or so it says from her last letter.

Jamie sends us letters and a post card anytime she goes somewhere new. She tells us about what she is doing, how she misses us, and sometime she will tell us about her luck in the love department. She would be out of business by now.

She has had no luck at all in love. Jamie tells us that no girl has lived up to her standards. I do hope she catches someone. I really don't want her to be alone. Yet back here at home, Saryia has made it clear that I, Belle, Odin, and Apollo are not slaves. She says the pack is free to, but she knows she cannot let them go.

Saryia has been teaching the four of us how to live in vampire society. It is easy if you are a complete snob, but for me, this is harder than math. That's saying something. I am not the snoby type of person, but my wolf she as hell is. She kinda bask in that.

Belle has learned how to read and write. Saryia has a teacher come in three out of five days to teach Belle. I help her with her homework and read books with her. Belle is a really smart little one. I came into her room one day and she was reading Hamlet. It took me a month to read it and she takes down the entire book in two weeks... A seven year old is smarter than me, great.

On this day Saryia and I have just finished a meeting with the vampire elders. They have asked Saryia to become the Queen of the Vampires officially. They had to do a lot of ass kissing, but she finally agreed. The biggest condition to her becoming queen is that Belle is the princess. On top of that I am queen too. The elders were not happy, but they couldn't say no to her.

A little later in the day, the three of us are crowned the vampire royals. Vampires around the world sent their respect and homage to us. My wolf's head is getting larger by the second, mine is slightly. Saryia is a great ruler, she has done a lot of great things in this month.

She has set rules for handling werewolves. She has made it illegal for vampires to kill there slaves either wolf or human just because they want to. Slaves cannot be put in unsanitary living spaces, and what made me the happiest is Wolf Mills are all closed down forever. If anyone is caught doing that they will be killed.

It made me feel better about my sweet little Belle. Her arm still has the mark of the mill she came from. Every time I look at it, I get very angry. My wolf forced me to find the owner of that mill. Saryia gave me clearance to torture the man that owned the mill. I burned the mark into every space in his limbs. Saryia ended up draining him dry off all his blood. After he was dead, we burned the mill to the ground after we evacuated all the people inside.

Now the month is October, oddly there has been no word from Jamie. She usually sends us a letter every month. Perhaps she has found that special lady. Saryia has been hard at work making sure her new found kingdom is running soundly. She is about to pass a new law. This one I have begged her to put into motion. This is the law that will free all wolves and humans.

It would send shock waves through the kingdom, but it is the right thing to do. I walk to Saryia's office door. I gently knock then poke my head in. She has her head down writing with her black pen. She looks up from the paper. Her bleach blonde hair is up in a bun, her light blue eyes twinkle from behind her glasses. She leans back in her big rolling chair. Her shirt is unbuttoned giving me a nice look at her cleavage.