His Missing Luna

Chapter Twenty Three

Amelia's Point of View

The following time I awoke from what appeared to be a twenty four hour slumber, it was completely the opposite of how I had felt in the night. When I had woken up with Payton I felt happy and relaxed, if not a little confused. This time it was nothing short of horrific.

Firstly it was freezing cold. Cold to the point that I thought I might die of exposure if I didn't raise my body temperature. The windows were open wider than it should have been possible and the wind outside was blowing a gale. It made a howling noise as it found its way into the bedroom. It kept blasting my hair into my face with a force not unlike a whip.

It was also evident that Peyton was not with me. Not only did I not feel his body heat but I noticed that my anxiety levels had shot up a few notches and I was now worried about everything. I could tell straight away that Vae was ill at ease without her mate.

As if all that wasn't bad enough, the second thing that I noticed was the most Goddess awful stench in the room. It was worse than sour milk. Honestly I had never smelt anything quite so bad in my life. It was enough to make me retch. Did they have a problem with the drains at Amethyst Moon? I decided the best way to survive the onslaught of the putrid stench was to breathe in and out through my mouth. That was when I realised that my tongue was stuck to the roof of my mouth and that my teeth were very, very furry.

"If you're wondering where the odour of rotting eggs is coming from, you needn't look any further than yourself!" Someone told me in a petulant voice.

The statement was delivered by someone who's voice I did not recognize from yesterday. Equally I was sure I hadn't heard it before. I sprang up from my horizontal position and recoiled from whoever was in the room with me. Vae gave out a warning growl that travelled up through my lungs and into my vocal cords. When I opened my mouth, I almost scared myself.

"Oh will you calm down!" The voice tutted, "I come in peace!" Whoever this was, they certainly were not scared of me or my wolf.

I started to look around for the person hurling insults at me and, after a while, finally found the source of the sounds. Sitting on a chair, as far away from me as possible, was a six foot tall supermodel! Her blonde hair looked like spun gold from a fairy tail and her eyes were as blue as a crystal sea. Her eyes were wide, her lips were full and her nose was perfect. She had the most unbelievably toned body which was barely covered with a pair of denim daisy duke hot pants and a shocking pink tube top that started at the top of her breasts and ended just below them. Her belly button wasn't pierced but she had a white crystal placed inside of it. I prayed to the Moon Goddess that some of her good looks could be passed on to me through some sort of osmosis.

"And who the f**k are you exactly?" I ground out.

Despite thinking that she looked like a celestial being in shorts and a shirt, my words were anything but friendly.

"The person that's going to make you smell less like you have a dead goldfish in your pocket!" She bit back.

I laughed hard at her whitty response. A genuine, heartfelt belly laugh.

"Is it that bad?" I already knew the answer to that, but thought I'd be best double checking with her.

"Honey, you have no idea. Why do you think I'm sitting all the way over here? I asked Peyton for a peg for my nose, but, he very rudely told me where I could stick it."

I chuckled again. "I'm Amelia." I finally greeted her

"I'm Erin," She grinned. "Also I'm usually a hugger, but if it's ok with you we'll skip that part of our intro until you've had a bath."

"I'm usually more of a shower girl actually." I frowned at her.

"Well I've filled your tub with water, so it's tough titties."

Who was this girl? She can't have been more than early twenties. She was so funny she should have been on stage.

Erin pointed towards a door to my left. "That's the bathroom. I suggest you take some sandpaper and scrub yourself raw."

I rolled my eyes at her. "Great tip. Got anything else for me?"

"There is a spa feature on the bath which I took the liberty of switching on for you. I have also provided you with a luxurious spa gift set full of everything you need to make you smell, well.. not hideous."

"That's really kind of you." What a lovely gesture from someone I didn't know.

But Erin was not finished, she held out her hand to stop me from saying anything else.

"Once you have washed everything, including your hair, three times then you can put on a bathrobe and help me out with these!"

With a flourish, she produced a large open hamper. I couldn't see it's entire contents but there were at least two bottles of something and a box of very expensive chocolates.

"Are you sure I'm helping you out with those, not the other way around?" I arched an eyebrow at her

"Hey! It's the only way I'd accept this gig!"

"And what gig would that be?"

"To fabulize you, of course. Now go get clean. It's eleven am and I'm overdue a drink."