The True Ruler, Rayven

Mommy daughter day

As we pull up to the plaza, we park the cars in the garage around back, it is not big enough to fit all the cars but at least viper and 1 of the black trucks. We get out and I start looking around.

“Sure, is empty today.” I say full of suspicion.

“Well, Lyana, Dex and I wanted to make sure no one was around to get a look at the dress we all wanted everyone to see it on your birthday the night of the Ball. We know you have been running the kingdom since your father passed so you never really got to have your Queen announcement celebration. We were going to use this opportunity to officially announce your Queendom even though you have already taken on that title and swore under oath. We were thinking since you are going to be 18, we can give you an official announcement in front of all the supernatural creatures at the Moonlight Ball. The council already approved it even though they are still adamant about you choosing a mate if you cannot find one.” She blurts out all in one breath looking deep into my soul trying to find a reaction.

I just stare eye wide mouth agape for just a minute before I compose myself, she blurted it out like that because she knows I hate surprises.

“That is fine momma, I did not think I would have to swear under oath again that entire process was just boring I rather not do it again, but I can see why it is important. Although I have been running the kingdom for quite some time now and people within the kingdom might know me and who I am but neighboring kingdoms we have yet to make alliances with might not. It is okay I also approve of this, but I do not agree with what the counsel is saying I will wait for my goddess given mate and no one on this plain is strong enough to make me change my mind.” I say with my nose up in the air stroking to the nail salon.

“Oh, you know I do not believe in chosen mates, there is somebody for everybody. Besides, I would like to see someone make you change your mind once it has been made up, that is a battle they will lose.” She lets out a light chuckle knowing how stubborn I am, after all I get it from both my mom and father.

The nerve of those counsel bastards thinking that they can tell me who to mate with. Everyone else is allowed to find their goddess given mate just because I hold a position of power for one does not mean that I need a man to be an efficient leader. Secondly, I am a woman just like their mothers and daughters. They would not want to just mate them off to any power-hungry psycho they would want them to get the chance to find their god given mate as they were given the chance to.

We sit in the pedicure chairs, and someone brings us over some champagne glasses and the bottle in a bucket of ice. We sit back in the chair and stick our feet in the jacuzzi foot tub at the bottom and I can’t lie to you all the stress from my feet just melted away. She puts the hot stones on my legs and a honey sugar scrub and massages my legs. I look through the colors available, and I choose (I know you can guess it) an olive green since I know that’s the color of my dress. When she finishes up with my toes, she wheels a little table around to my right bad and then proceeds to do my nails. I don’t want too much green, so I get a nude/neutral to olive green ombré. Kim my nail tech loves to do designs and bedazzles so I let him do his thing I just told him to go easy on the bedazzling make it subtle.

Once he finishes, I look and I am absolutely I’m love with this set. To be clear these are my nails I just keep them long and get them decorated. As a shifter acrylics and other things of those natures don’t hold up to well during shifting but a nail style would as my nails aren’t changing Embers are just coming out, if that makes sense. 2 souls 1 body so whichever soul is at the forefront is what the body morphs into we are each others half each lycan has a person counterpart, we can’t survive without each other.

My mom shows me her royal blue toes and Kim special bedazzle blue mermaid theme nails. My mom is not a shifter so she can wear anything she wants without the fear of a giant dog ripping your clothes to shreds.

“Giant dog… human insult me.” Ember says seemingly annoyed by that remark.

“I was just teasing ember but you do destroy a lot of my clothes” I say back to her.

She storms to the front of my consciousness but careful not to come to close to where I shift just enough to kick me to my mind and take over my body. She blinks her eyes and looks around she looks straight into our moms eyes. I see the look of recognition flash across my moms eyes she knows her pup from anyone and loves us both dearly she pulls ember into a hug and kisses her cheek repeatedly. Ember chuckles scruffily enjoying the attention from mom. Mom cups our face and looks into embers lava red eyes.

“Hello my darling baby girl, what’s wrong? What happened?” My mom says concern stretching across her face

“Rayven call me dog, say I break clothes” Ember says acting really hurt.

My jaw drops, my very own lycan, my supposed other half took over my own body to snitch on me to our mom. And I say acting really hurt because I can feel the joy she is getting from this, I can feel her tail wagging internally.

“Rayven Jayeon Lumèreild you stop being rude to Ember, you treat her with respect you wouldn’t want her calling you names, would you?” She tells me sternly, I know the question is rhetorical and that it’s merely a mother trying to make sure her daughters aren’t fighting.

I push back to reclaim my body Ember doesn’t put up a fight as she got exactly what she wanted. She’s full-on rolling on the ground in delight laughing at me getting scolded.

“Okay mom I won’t call her a giant dog ever again.” I snicker internally as the words “giant dog” caught Ember's attention and she stopped mid roll and looked up at me. I love that silly girl.

We head to the massage parlor and are led to the same room we both strip and wrap the towels around us and lay down on the tables. About an hour and a half later we need everything including a wheelbarrow to help drag our jelly body’s out of the parlor. I think they secretly took our bones out how relaxed our bodies are, we must be extremely high on morphine from our de-bone-ing process. Once we exit the doors we both stretch and make the most awkward desperate seal noises our bodies allow as we shift our muscles back into position to continue our little trip.

“Maybe we should have saved the massages for last.” Mom says, as we make eye contact and bust out laughing we both look like we have been sleeping, and we both have those circles going around our faces from us being sleep, no knocked out is the correct term, on the massage table.

“I’m glad I brought security and no I’m glad we did that when we did. Imagine we got our hair done first and then went to get the massages. We would have messed up our lashes and hair.” I manage to get out between laughs; I look at my mom and she truly laughing this sound is rare as she mostly thinks about dad I’m enjoying every second of it.

“Your right, we would have looked like we were riding in a car with the top down. Common let’s go get your hair done.” She says as she links my arm and leads me to the hair salon. I usually just wash my hair add my leave in conditioner, flax seed gel, and I just go especially since my hair is always curly. It takes me forever to straighten it and I can never really get it straight, so I just keep it as it is.

As we walk in the door we are greeted by more champagne, if this keeps up mom will be drunk in no time since she’s not a shifter her tolerance is extremely low and she’s already had 3 glasses 2 at the nail salon and 1 at the massage parlor. I quickly snatch the 2 cups and down them she pouts but doesn’t say anything as she knows she’s a light weight.