His Iridescent Luna

ALLY “You really have to go?” Cassie the cute 6 year old who is the other Forster kid in Ms.Hammys Foster Home for troubled children asked. “Yea, sweet girl. But I’ll write you and even call during visiting hours.” Ally knew it would be a while before she could actually talk to her but was still hopeful. Ally could tell that Cassie really didn’t believe her, as foster kids we have that in common. Not hoping when someone said they would call or come visit or even come back to get them. “Cassie I mean it, we’re in this together ok. Once I make enough money and I’m established I can come back and adopt you. I’ll let you kick my butt if it’s not at least within the next two years, you are stronger then me.” That got a laugh out of Cassie. “I love you girl. I left you my address and Ms.Hammy has it as well. I’ll see you soon, by baby.” And after a hug that was probably her last for awhile Ally got the courage to walk past Ms.Hammy without a single word and walk out onto the street as an adult in the eyes of Indianapolis. No time for fear, anyways that wasn’t in her nature. Ally already had a job and apartment lined up thanks to working her ass off doing any job she was allowed for the last, well, 18 years really. She didn’t have a lot but enough to start. Ally took a taxi to her apartments in the city and was so amazed with the sights. She also realized that she hasn’t seen most of the place that she’s called home since she was found at 3. Ally obviously can’t remember but from what she was told she was left in a box at a small fire department outside of the city limits. No note or anything. Pulling up to the apartment complex she realized real fast why it was so affordable, it was a dump. Cassie definitely couldn’t live here. But for now it will have to do. She walked upstairs hearing yelling neighbors and loud music of all different types of genera and finally made it to the third floor. The door was a little stuck but she was surprised to see the inside was plain but clean and not that old. She want to all the sinks, well all two of them, the bathroom sink and kitchen sink to make sure they were working and then the shower and all the light switches. Everything was good. Ally got out her clothes for tomorrow, her first day of work, to make sure they would be nice and neat. It was a white button up blouse tucked into a pencil skirt with modest heels, she would look professional but still was showing her personality with curves. Ally used to hate her curves, she got alot of attention when she was younger but it made her learn to stick up for herself. Now she loves that she has a “toned waist with D cups and a fat ass” as her best friend Rebecca or Becca as Ally calls her would say. The next morning Ally showered and did light makeup to accent her green eyes and curled her strawberry blonde hair so it flowed down her back. She felt ready for work. She caught a cab and headed straight for Opal Pack Headquarters, whatever that was. She didn’t really know to much about the job except she would be one of two secretary’s for Odin the CEO. His name was recommended since he’s in charge of multiple businesses in this area of Indianapolis. The taxi pulled up to one of the biggest buildings in the city, she was getting nervous. She took a deep breathe and opened ink black doors with Pearl like handles that felt like it weighed a ton and walked up to reception. A young man with a headset seem to be taking more calls then she would know what to do it and she didn’t know how to interrupt so just stood there quietly. Finally he looked up and said “Tell me you are not Ally? I can’t smell.. you know what, I didn’t hire you. My job is to send you up. Good luck, here’s your pass. Take an escort with you.” With that weird interaction she put the lanyard up and walk up to a group of men in uniforms that were all massive and had to be here part time from there GQ model job. She tried not to stare, key word try. “I was told to take an escort with me, I’m the new secretary. My names Ally” she held her hand out and the guy closest to her just stared at it. In a gruff voice he said “My mate is pregnant and would bite my head off if I smelled like you. Rocky will take you up.” Weird. She didn’t know what to say but didn’t really have time to think about it when this gorgeous man with a big smile said “my pleasure, this way miss.” He led me to the elevator and hit the top button then awkward elevator music and me trying to control my breathing. I was getting so nervous and had no idea why. I was pulled from my thoughts when Rocky said “so how did you get this job? I don’t smell anything special about you.” Again with the smelling thing, the real world has a lot more sniffing then she was prepared for. “Smell anything special? What does that even mean?” Rocky just looked at me without saying anything. He finally responded “You don’t know what I mean? That’s not good, I think there’s been a mistake and we should just head back down.”. Oh no! She was messing up already, she didn’t get any other job offers and really needed money. She did the only thing she could think of and tried to make him comfortable with the idea of her being there, maybe distract him with a smile. She put on the most innocent smile she could muster, which was easy since she was a virgin, and turned to him put her hand on his huge bicep. “There’s no mistake, Rocky! I am so excited to work here, I got hired fair and square. You’re not going to kick me out, are you?” She thought she gave a good fake pout which seemed to work because he started laughing right as the elevator went ding. Everything after that happened so fast! All she heard was a loud growl, like what you would expect from a bear or a lion, then felt hands on her arms being pulled away from Rocky. Now she was staring at the lightest brown eyes she’s ever seen. “MATE!” Said a voice so gravelly she didn’t know if it was real or not. She finally had time to focus on the face of the man that was holding her. He had jet black curly hair that he obviously spent serious money to keep groomed. He had gorgeous tanned skin with lips that she couldn’t pull her eyes away. His body was so hard pressed against her body. Wait?! She’s pressed against a man’s body, at work. She tried to step out of his arms, he let her step back a little but still had a tight grip on her arms. She tried to speak “D-did y-you say mate? What’s a mate? I’m Ally, the new secretary.” She held her hand up as far as she could to see if he would let go to shake but he just went from looking gorgeous to confused to.. was that anger? “Your not a wolf?!” Did she hear right? Wolf. What does that mean? Is that like a term she’s going to need to know for this job? Is it an acronym? Maybe this job wasn’t for her.