Voice of Vengeance

Chapter 15

(Juniper’s P.O.V)

Wake up!

Huh?

WAKE UP!!! WAKE UP!! WAKE UP!!

What the f**k?!

WAKE THE f**k UP!!

I sit bolt upright in bed with my head pounding as someone screams inside my head. Wait, what? Oh, holy Mother of the Goddess! It’s my wolf! Insert your high-pitched girlish scream here.

Yes! I’m here!

What’s your name!?

Coventina.

I’m so happy you’re here.

Well, your Siren isn’t all that excited to be sharing space, but she’ll get over it.

I couldn’t help but laugh, considering I’ve had my Siren all my life. That’s the one difference between Sirens and other shifters; we have them from birth. They don’t have names and they don’t speak to us as a wolf or bear would, but we can feel them just as much as any other shifter. I jump out of bed and rush down the hall to my parent’s room where I burst in on them…doing…things. Things a child should never see their parents doing.

“AHH!” I scream before slapping my hand over my eyes.

I hear my mother scream, my father yell “s**t!” before there’s a loud thud, a grunt, and then the shuffling of clothes.

“Juniper Olivia Shay! What have we told you about bursting into our room without knocking!?” My father booms.

“Well, what have we told you and mom about locking your door?” I counter, with my hand still plastered over my eyes.

He huffs out a laugh before saying, “You can uncover your eyes now. We’re decent.”

“I think I need to wash both my brain and eyeballs with bleach now,” I murmur, removing my hand from my eyes.

My parents are sitting on their bed, in their robes, waiting patiently for me to tell them why I interrupted their “sexy tango time”.

“My wolf is here! And her name is Coventina!” I shriek, before turning in a circle and doing a happy dance.

Mom shrieks in joy, before running over to me and gathering me up in a hug as dad makes his way to us.

“Well, if you got your wolf, that means that we get to celebrate tonight. We are having dinner at Aunt Morrigan and Uncle Rian’s house for your birthday. No arguments.” Dad says, sternly.

“Alright fine.” I sigh, knowing that I can’t argue about it.

The rest of the day goes off without a hitch. My shadow, Terrance, wishes me a happy birthday before our classes start. I really do hate having to have a warrior in training follow me everywhere, but whatever. Since I started dating Euan, the other pups in school have basically ignored me and when they do whisper about me, it’s usually about how they don’t understand why Euan would want to date me. I don’t understand it either, but I’m not going to look a gift horse in the mouth, so to speak. The school day flies by and before I know it, I’m in the car with Rory and Flynn, driving back to my house so I can change for dinner. Getting up to my room, I see a dress lying on my bed. It was an A-line knee-length lavender dress, with tiers of tulle making up the skirt, the bodice was a lace applique with flowers on it. The cap sleeves complemented the v-neckline. I gotta say, I’m now happy that I grew boobs because I’m going to look HOT in this dress for Euan. I race around to get ready, doing my hair in casual beachy waves, and putting on some light make-up, wanting the dress to do all the talking.

Dad calls up to me, telling me we needed to go. I slip on a pair of cute nude heels before racing down the stairs. As we make our way to Euan’s house, Coventina is pacing back and forth in my head, muttering under her breath and whining. When we pull into the driveway of his house, Coventina freezes.

Mate is here.

My eyes go wide, hearing her say that. I bolt out of the car and inhale leather and cardamom. It sends shivers through me. Euan is my mate. He’s mine. Coventina takes control and bolts through the door, barreling into Euan, making us topple to the floor.

“Mate.”

That’s all that we say before he kisses the ever-loving s**t out of me. Like we’ve made out before, but this, this was a kiss given to your mate. It made my toes curl, and my v****a opened the floodgates, which made Euan growl into our kiss and grip me tighter. A throat suddenly clears behind us, and I see my family standing there along with Euan’s family, and the Royal Gamma family. Great. A blush heats my cheeks as Euan gets us both up off the ground.

“Wait, you guys are mates!?” My brothers shout in unison.

“Yes. I’ve known since I turned 18,” Euan says.

I stare at him in shock.

He couldn’t tell you. It’s against the laws. You know that.

Oh, right.

After the initial shock for everyone else, we are congratulated with hugs and kisses before we are ushered outside where twinkle lights have been strung up and beautiful paper lanterns in pale purple dot the trees. The long table is covered in a soft lilac tablecloth, with beautiful bouquets of purple hydrangeas with white roses dotted around them. It was truly a beautiful setting. The staff brought out my favorite meal: spaghetti carbonara with a side salad and heavenly-smelling garlic bread. The conversation is kept light and there are plenty of laughs shared, everyone wanting to know if I was excited to shift in 2 weeks.

We’re going to be special.

What do you mean?

You’ll just have to wait and see.

Coventina giggles, before settling into the back of my mind. While I was distracted, Euan called everyone to attention, standing in front of his chair.

“Two years ago, Dakota informed me that this beautiful young woman next to me was my mate. I couldn’t have been happier or more honored to have been chosen by the Moon Goddess to be Juniper’s mate. It’s been a difficult two years of keeping my mouth shut when all I wanted to do was shout it on the mountain tops that Juniper Olivia Shay was mine.” Euan says, turning to me.

He moves his chair so that he had enough room to turn his body completely, before grabbing something out of his pocket and getting down on one knee.

“Juniper Olivia Shay, you are the love of my life, my best friend, and my mate. Will you do me the honor of taking my last name?” He asks as he opens a ring box.

Nestled in the box is the most beautiful green-blue sapphire ring I had ever seen, in a rose-gold setting.

“Yes!” I shout, tears streaming down my cheeks as he slips the ring on my finger and kisses me.