Dream Lover ??

Tangled Webs

Motivated Mondays, when we were children Grand-Daddy would have us make a list of what needed to be done at the beginning of the week. It started to help Liv with school and carried over to her studies of magick. So, this morning we all sat at the coffee bar notebooks and pens at the ready for our list writing.

“Well at the top of my list is schedule a lunch meeting with Lucien Lafayette. I know it’s short notice since I’m a Greybeard that ambulance chaser has no choice but to see me.” Thea stated triumphantly. “After our lunch meeting, I plan on going to his house and ran-sacking it for any evidence. Followed by some old fashion stalking.” She concluded. She seemed proud of her list.

Nyx started naming off tasks next. “Go to this damn lunch with Thea, hold a knife to L. L’s throat, threaten to cut his balls off and then bully some geezers. That is all I got. Maybe I’ll steal some candy from babies.” She joked. “Oh, and before I forget I’ll be out all night. I got a hit for a bounty. Pretty nasty Vamp. The bastard is kidnapping girls and turning some of them. He gets them hooked on Nova and Glory dough and pimps them out in a brothel. It is a vamp and human club. Vamps get drugged up feed bags and Humans get drugged up s*x slaves for the night. When I get my hands on the bastards in there.” She raged her eyes glowing embers waiting to explode and consume everything in sight.

I almost felt sorry for the poor schmuck running that operation. Not really though. I hope she gives him hell. “So, my list is straight forward, investigate the prophecy, investigate any missing person cases, and try to find any info on me having a twin, figure out how to be an Oracle. How the hell to get that last one though.” I half mumbled. Oh well I am sure I will figure it out somehow.

“Well at the top of my list, it’s twerk o’clock b!tches. Now that, that has been taken care of and I am feeling loose and limber, I need to scry for Grand-Daddy. Also, on my list trying to switch places with Nyx for this lunch meeting. Lucien Lafayette is FIIOONNEE. I need to be his Ms. Right-Now for a little while. So, Nyxie trade? No? I did not think so. All right well then after I try to find Grand-Daddy, I want to help Zar look into this Oracle junk. See if we can figure things out.” Liv said. “I wonder if Lucien remembers that dance, we shared at his office Party last Christmas?” she wondered aloud.

With our list out of the way we had some more coffee and ate a few Danishes. We went our separate ways to get ready for the day.

(Lucien)

“Oh, what a tangled web we weave when we conspire to deceive, Abelard are you sure this is the right choice to make?” Lucien replayed his last conversation with his dearest friend. He underestimated his girls. They were smart and capable venomous and dangerous. Now, Althea Greybeard was demanding lunch meetings with him. No doubt to discuss the disappearance of Abelard. He had been able to hold them off thus far. However, her call today seemed different. There was a sense of urgency in her voice his assistant Mark had said. She would no doubt have the viper Nyx in-tow. While delightful to look at Nyx was not as receptive to male advances as the luscious Olivia. She has the body of a Goddess built to please a man. How he wished she were coming to see him instead.

He needs something to give the girls to throw them off his scent for a while. Luckily for him he had just the thing. This would surely buy sometime. “Mark, bring me the Moreau file please.” Lucien called through the intercom. This will turn their heads.

Just then Mark entered with the file and announced Althea and the viper Nyx. The sly attorney stood to greet them. “Lucien” Althea said as she sat. The venomous one nodded toward him as she sat and put her filthy boots on his expensive desk. “Ladies good afternoon, what can I do for you on this wonderful Monday? Ah, Nyx always a delight to see you. Would you mind terribly removing your boots from my desk please. This isn’t swamp country; I am sure Abelard raised you better than this.” He said disdain dripping in my voice.

“Check it out L.L. let’s cut the pleasantries, you tell us what we need to know, and you’ll be leaving with all your bits. If not, you will be missing that part ladies love so much. You get it? ‘Cuz ladies love Cool J? L.L Cool J!?! Nyx laughed at her own joke. “Anyway Lucy, back to the topic at hand, where is he? If you think for one second, we believe you have no idea where our grandfather is you are sadly mistaken.” She harped on.

“Nyx, dear Abelard is Althea’s grandfather and your adoptive father dear, I oversaw the paperwork so there is that. While I am sympathetic to your situation Abe did not leave any of us much to go on. The week before his disappearance he made the arrangements to transfer you girls the estate. I also managed any outstanding private matters for him. On top of that I had to relocate myself and my office to be here at your disposal because Abe requested it.” Lucien said letting his exasperation show. Earning a look of vehemence from Nyx before Althea spoke up.

“Well, Lucien why are you attempting to distinguish the relationship between Grand-Daddy and my sister? He did in fact adopt all of us, making him our father regardless of him being my grandfather biologically. Surely you were not trying to undermine Nyx in any way. That would be like me purposefully calling that boy, the ragabond Mike your ward instead of your son.” She stated.

This was quickly getting out of hand. “Althea did you mean vagabond?” He interjected, needing to get this conversation back on track before these two exploded and caused him harm. The murderous intent was radiating off the venomous one at this point.

“No, I definitely meant ragabond. It is a term I coined to describe the state in which you found him. Rags upon his feet, tattered and dirty clothing. He surely was a ragabond, at least that is the story we heard. When he leaves this office, he calls you father, and you call him son. It is the same for Nyx, Myself, and the others. We all chose to call our “Adoptive Father” as you put it, Grand-Daddy. He never objected so what gives you the right? I am sure if he were here, you would never attempt to make the distinction. “She paused briefly raising an eyebrow before continuing “All of this is beside the point; we are all friends after all. No need for snide under-handed remarks. Just know we can and will meet you at whatever level you choose.” Althea concluded.

He cleared his throat, “My apologizes, I do understand you completely. I should have chosen my words more carefully. Althea just one more thing if I can, my sons name is Mark not Mike.” He smiled.

As he concluded Mark came in with a tray of finger sandwiches and iced tea. He had been hovering at the door hearing the exchange and decided to postpone his entrance until the air thinned. Her venomousness chuckled as he sat the tray down. That ragabond comment clearly still hanging in the air. Not that she has room to judge anyone.

Now that lunch was out of the way, it was time to get this train-wreck of a meeting back on track. Lucien just needed to find a way to introduce the file without showing it was his intention all along. The viper was sure to be all over him within minutes if she suspected him at all.

“Sir” Mark said upon entering the office. “This envelope arrived via Kdex.” he nodded at Mark; he always knows just when Lucien needed rescuing. “Ah, it seems to be from the realtor in Golden Barrows. I’ll just read the note aloud ladies if there are no objections?” I questioned. “Dear Sir, this arrived by courier addressed to Mr. Greybeard. I’ve forwarded it to you via Keidonia Express to pass along to the executor of the estate.” Sincerely T.M. Eresdon. Nice touch Mark, Lucien thought to himself. He had not even noticed Mark never left the dossier when the sisters Grimm arrived. Such a clever boy. Lucien promptly handed the file to Althea.

“What kind of trickery is this, Lucien?” Spat the viper. “Nyx, surely you jest I have never laid eyes on this file before in my life.” the shiester lied. Before she could utter another word Althea silenced her. “Nyx, chill this is big. This is going to rock Liv’s world.” She spoke while handing her the photos. “Yo, what the actual f**k!” Nyx exclaimed. For once she was at a loss for words. Which was both beautiful and flabbergasting itself. The viper always has a retort. The expression on her beautifully sculpted face was priceless. If only she could remain this quiet she would make some poor sap quite happy one day.

After several minutes they passed the file back to Lucien. He casually perused it making the required Ah’s and Oh’s as he went. Making sure to keep the look of concern on his face, after all, this was a huge revelation. It is the only way though. In time Abelard would come to understand if not forgive him. The scrumptious Olivia’s life was indeed about to change.

Before declaring their departure, thing two looked at the attorney and asked, “Find us everything you can on this family, please? Spare no expense and track down the private investigator used to collect this information. You understand we will be taking this with us.” With that they excused themselves. He could finally breathe.

Thea and Nyx drove home in silence; Althea couldn't;t take it anymore she pulled the car over and looked at Nyx. “We have to show her.” She said tears trickling down her cheek. “I know, Thea” was all Nyx replied.

“Well eat my ass!” Liv screamed for what seemed to be the hundredth time today. she didn't know how today was going for everyone else, but she needed a twerk and coffee break STAT. She had been scrying for hours and having the same results each time. Random meaningless blips each time until her crystal shattered always shattered. Grand-Daddy was covering his tracks big time. The last blip she picked up was over Tylisseiros. Why would he be in the realm of Dragons? She decided to call it quits, laying my crystal down, not wanting to lose another today. My mind was fixed on my next task when suddenly the quartz began spinning erratically on the map once again over the dragon realm. He was there currently, he had to be. The necklace began to slide before exploding again. The bits landed forming the word STOP. Just then Zariah ran into my room screaming “Stop looking for him, they can find us they will try to follow your energetic path.” And then she passed out. I do not know who they are, all I knew was sh1t just got real. I quickly gathered Zariah cradling her head in my lap. I held her that way until her eyes fluttered open. She never had a vision while she was awake before. She explained that she saw Granddaddy standing in flames in a lair or den. He told her he could sense a great shift in her. As he was talking, she felt fingers on his aura and then on hers before he vanished. Just like that, it made sense why he was in the Realm of Dragons their scales were like a chameleon’s skin. The perfect camouflage. The way their skin refracted the light was perfecting to keep prying eyes at bay.

(Nyx)

We walked inside and found Liv and Zariah sipping tea in the dining room. We missed something. whatever ever it was could not be as big as what we had in this damned envelope. What's worse is Thea had to deliver the blow without me. I felt for her, for them. I had to get my head in the game. I could not afford the distractions; I need to be sharp for my mission tonight. I showered and put on a leather corset and skintight leather pants. I paired the outfit with spiked heels and a silver choker. The severity of my blunt cut bob framing my honey-brown skin, while my almost silver, gray eyes simmered from beneath my bangs, with my pouty lips covered with ink-black lipstick was definitely a mood. I thought to myself let’s go kill a vampire and I swear I saw my eyes glow red.

(Thea)

Of all the nights for Nyx to be called away. I sat with the girls while she got ready for her mission, trying to figure out the best way to tell them. What better way than to rip the band-aid off right? So, I placed the file on the table and opened it. Watching as their eyes Focused on the cover which simply said Moreau Family. Liv slowly reached for the file.

(Liv)

I could tell Thea’s energy was off when she sat down at the table with us, I figured Lucien had given them a tough time. My girl was shook. I reached for the file not ready for what I might find. I never gave the people that abandoned me any thought. They did not want me, to screw them their loss. “Well let’s see what these b!tches are about,” I said trying to sound ok. The girls know me though, Zar squeezed my knee while Thea gave me a sympathetic look. I took the file, I found pictures of family members, previous employers, and current addresses. Anything I could want to know was in this damn file. I even found my birth certificate, which was odd because it clearly said father unknown. I knew who my father was, didn’t I? I found a letter in the file as well. It read something like while paternity to the subject is unknown it is highly probable the father is Alpha Ewan Bernet Shaw of The Half Crest Pack, Lycan. It is believed the mother one Tempest Moreau fell in love at first sight with the alpha and put him under a spell to believe she was his mate. Weeks after sleeping with Moreau the young Alpha found his fated mate and banished the witch. He never learned of the pregnancy. Months later Moreau also found her Fated Mate one Fezmoe (Moe) Cloven, Vampire. So, there it was clear as Day I thought Moe Moreau was my father my whole life. Turns out Moreau was my maternal last name. My father was believed to be an Alpha. I am a Lycan? I scanned the pictures and there was a picture of a young girl around thirteen. I flipped the picture over and it said, Venus Moreau

. They moved on without me. I did not make the cut. I was unworthy of my mother’s love. I scanned the letter some more: Aunt Serafine Moreau, last known location Golden Barrows, presumed dead by decapitation. Maternal Grandmother Rue Raven Moreau, location unknown.

I sat there unsure of what to say or do. Now I understood Thea’s mood. I would not want to be the one to tell my girls any of this. I had so many questions. With Thea having contact with Indira for years and Zariah just finding Nubia my biggest concern was if I am also a Lycan when would I find my wolf? Did I even have one? Most people would be worried about finding their family. “Bruh, is it terrible I only maybe want to know about my grandmother and aunt?” I spoke. “Well to be honest I really want to know If I get a wolf too, if so, we need a Pack name.” I went on “I vote Crystal Lake Pack, since we live near a Lake, and I love Friday the 13th.” The girls just stared at me mouths open. I never was one to take things too seriously. They needed to chill, to be honest, and so did I. Knowing full well it was only Monday night, I stood from the table and announced “Whew chile, after that sh!t I need a drank and to shake my ass, let’s go to a bar.” I walked upstairs knowing they would follow behind me.

(Zariah)

I had no idea how to take what just flew out of Liv's mouth. I know her mind must be racing. If I were in her situation I would be spiraling. For her to want to go to a bar though. We caught up to her as she was rummaging through her closet. “Liv you can’t be serious!” I screamed. She smirked at me and kept digging for clothes. I looked at Thea for help and she just shrugged. “I mean if you’re so worried come with me, if not stay out of my way. My whole life just turned into a fat asz country mess. I deserve to process however I want.” Liv said. Before I could respond Althea shook her head and said, “You have a point, Livvie. The first round of Henny is on me. After that we will dance and whatever else you choose.”