Chapter 5

"The Call, AndA Visitor"

Arista Aconite

The warm, brisk sunlight poured in through my open window, and through my closed eyes, giving me a pleasant wake up call. As my ears slowly woke up before the rest of my body did, I heard a calming and deep breathing beside me. Then my sense of touch returned, and I felt strong arms holding me gently, but tightly, and a warm breath falling on my shoulder.

My eyes soon connected me to the conscious world again, and I glanced at the alarm clock. 'Huh,' I thought, ' Ten o'clock. Wasn't I supposed to do something at ten?' I thought groggily. Listening to Loki's deep, careless breathing soon made me think 'what is the pack going to think when I introduce him to them? He isn't a wolf; they would probably reject him, if something ever happens. But they couldn't because I am in line for the Takeover (This is what werewolves call it when the old pack leader retires, is unable to lead anymore, or when the older leader dies, and the eldest son/daughter takes the alpha position as leader) and no one may conduct themselves in a treasonous manner to the alpha leader lineage, the penalty is exile or death, pending on how bad the actions were.'

Then, I knew what it was I had forgotten. 'The pack was to assemble at my house, and I am supposed to prepare food and refreshment for them! Damn it! I have to get up!' I thought, panicking as the thoughts sank in. I struggled and tried to wriggle out of Loki's arms without waking him. Too late! He opened his eyes, and pulled me back to him. He then spoke, and kissed me.

"Good Morning, Arista. What's with the rush to get up?"

I gave him a long, good morning kiss, then replied with, "My family is coming for a visit, and I need to get food ready for them. I want to play sick, and stay here with you, but 1,000 pack members don't feed themselves, my dear."

His pupils expanded, and he automatically rose, letting go of me, and rushing to put on his boots and trenchcoat, and I rushed to gather clean clothes and a trenchcoat of my own. I went into the bathroom, shut the door and began brushing my teeth, doing my hair and washing my body up, all at the same time.

I came out just, and I saw that Loki was already done. His hair was freshly spiked and he had made the bed we had slept in the night before. He just lied there, playing a game of cards with himself. The cards had masks on the back of them. Right now, apparently he was winning. I walked over and sat beside him gently. He made room for me by scooting his card game over. I placed my hand on his chest, and kissed him again, this time on the cheek.

" Are you ready to start, or are you going to sit here playing cards all day?" I asked gently.

He looked up at me, and then back to his cards. " Arista, my love, it has already been done. I did it using my magic, while you were in the bathroom."

"Just how the heck did you do that?" I asked confused.

"Did you honestly forget what I am?"

"Yes. But I do know what you are," I said smiling.

"What?" he asked, sounding slightly amused. He laid a joker with his face on it down on the bed. I brought myself closer to him.

"A miracle worker." I said, massaging his shoulders gently. He laid down the winning cards, and then turned completely to me.

"Well, I think you need another miracle right now," He said, smiling with the same sly grin he gave me when we were driving to my house. I gave him a mirror grin of the same kind. He was about to kiss me again when the phone on the table beside me rang. I looked at the caller id to find it reading "Unknown". I looked back at him, sighed, and then picked it up and answered it.

"Hello?"

"Hello. Let me speak to my son, please."

I looked back at Loki, and then said, "I am sorry sir, but you must have the wrong number. I am alone here, and I am simply not someone's son."

" I mean my son, Loki, Arista. He is there, trying to make you one of his several girlfriends he has had." A man spoke, and I remembered him instantaneously. He was the man I saw in the clearing with Loki, the one called "Odin". This was Loki's father, and obviously not a very considerate father, for calling his son at 10:00 A.M, when most people still slept on the weekend.

And had he disgraced his own son by giving away details of Loki's personal life to a woman he didn't know. That was a huge crime in our peoples' pack, and it was severely punished. This was so because the behaviors of the offspring were to be kept silent, in order for the cleansing ritual to take place between themselves and God, so that they may start again with a clean slate. This was usually the case, unless it was a danger to other pack members. It would be then that the whole pack had a right to know.

That P.O'd me. Loki is a handsome, kind, and a very sweet man. Although slightly perverted, he did not seem like much of a danger to me. He did not deserve the comments that his father had given me. I retaliated. "Look, Loki is a very sweet man, and I don't believe you have the right to put him down like you did just now. If he is your son, why don't you act like he is? Besides, I suggest you watch what you say about him in my presence. You might be talking to his future wife and mother of his children. "

"Arista, don't mouth off to him, dear-" Loki said realizing at once who it was, and in the same instant he looked shocked as he understood my words. He opened his mouth, wide, and stared at me with wonder, and admiration.

Apparently the man on the other line was surprised with my words as well. He exploded, and I soon felt his fury through my sensitive ears.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY TO ME?" the man roared.

As I grew angrier, my nails started to grow and change into sharp claws and talons. My face changed into the wolf form of my face, and I gave a deep-throated growl.

" I said just what I said, you fiend. I am the daughter of the infamous Alaysian Pack leader, and we are under no leadership other than him, Adaris Aconite. Now treat, your son with respect, or I will lay the wrath of the Lords of the Forest upon your pitiful soul. And that WAS my ear," I growled. Loki shrank back in fear, causing my eyes to show human compassion.

The man calmed down, and then laughed. "Put Loki on the phone, please. Arista, may you be blessed with many children with my son! Finally, someone that can keep him under control, his mischief, and anything else he cooks up." My claws retracted, and I turned normal, and then handed the phone to Loki. Loki sneered, and I started to walk downstairs to the kitchen to satisfy my raging hunger. Loki said goodbye to his father, and then quickly caught up with me.

" You were wonderful! You realize who you just put into their place?" Loki asked smiling.

" Anyone important?" I asked, as we entered the kitchen. I opened the fridge, grabbed the carton of milk, and shut the fridge. Then I grabbed the Cheerios, and a bowl and spoon. I poured the cereal in, then the milk, and laid my bowl on the table. Then I turned to Loki.

" Loki, what do you want for breakfast? I can make anything you want." I said ignoring his question completely.

" You put Odin, the ruler of the Norse Religion into their place. My father is a control freak, how did you do that?"

I looked at him, then said, "I just don't take any shit from anyone. I was born into a military type house, where the patriarch and matriarch could kill you if they wanted to, and have no fear whatsoever of any hierarchy. Just themselves. You see, werewolves usually have one god; they take the Christian ways."

"Hmmm. That is why you don't believe me when I tell you what I am," Loki said laughing.

"Yes. Now, tell me what you would like to eat," I said, urging him to take another conversation.

He sighed and said, " I suppose I can fix myself some cereal. I don't want to make you feel like you have to fix me something. You were, however-" He gave me this sly, inhuman smile, and then continued " somewhat extraordinary when you threatened him." Here, he pulled me down so that his chest was so close to mine, that we were barely a sixteenth of an inch apart. He held my back so that I didn't fall to the floor, and purred in my ear. It raised my pulse considerably, and I thought I would faint. For a while, he stared into my eyes, where a fire seemed to burn brightly. I closed my own, and let my body lie there.

I spoke "You know, I find it odd that the so-called 'God of Mischief and Mayhem' has to resort to seduction to get what he wants,"

"It works, doesn't it?" he whispered in my ear. He moved his hand that held my lower back down farther, and he brought his lips to the slightly flushed skin of my neck where it peeked out from the leather top I wore. I took in a sharp breath, as his lips touched my skin.

"You are good at what you do, Loki."

"Thank you. I try my best to make women feel… swept off their feet. I am flawless at it, aren't I?" Loki asked, picking up the speed… and my heart rate.

"Then once more, in one concept, you are right. It feels so brilliant, this swept feeling. But that doesn't mean you can-"

"Ummm! I am so going to tell mother! Why can't I have a boyfriend like yours?" Loki, shocked, dropped me and I fell to the floor with a thud. Everything went back to normal, including my pulse. I then became very angry, as I looked at the 16 year old younger version of me staring me hard in the face, like the moody teenager she was.

Then, she turned to Loki, and said," What? Haven't cha ever seen a hot looking teen in Hot Topic gear before?"

"And that, my dear Loki, is my younger sister, Alexandria," I said sarcastically from the floor at his feet. She gave him a flattering smile, and then walked over to my bowl of Cheerios, scooped it up in one quick motion, and then headed for the dining room.

I added under my breath, "And at one time, that was my bowl of cereal."

Loki smiled, and just shook his head. Then, he helped me up.

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