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**Cleo POV: **
"Cleo wake up", I heard someone say. I have no idea who they are or what they want.
"GO THE FUCK AWAY", I yelled. I am so aggravated I can feel Valenzano's emotions through the mate bond. Which, by the way, is making me nauseous.
"That is not the language befitting a LUNA, my dear", I thought I heard Claret's voice. Not today lady. Goddess help me.
I jumped up realizing that it was Valenzano's mom waking me up. I apologized to her, and she informed me that we had a lot of work to do. She insists on me making appointments today because I need the planners, decorators, designers, and go-over invites.
I just woke up and this lady, for lack of a better word, is bombarding me with all the things she wants me to do today. I looked around. I didn't see Valenzano at all. I think he will be here knowing I am up. Pissed off, I mind link him.
"Why the hell is your mother in our room waking me up to plan our ceremonies", I said, pissed off.
"Babe, I know it's aggravating. Just go with it please", he says.
"NO! Come get your mother", I yelled at him.
"I would love to, but my dad have already threatened to kick my ass if I piss off my mom. And I am sure he will do it", he said, and I felt like kicking his ass.
"I AM GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS IF YOU DON'T", I started to yell at him.
"Stop yelling, you will upset the pups. I will send someone up with food", he said, ignoring the fact that I threatened him.
"Find I will have Jazz help me with your mother", I said with an attitude.
I got up to shower as she makes phone calls probably to every damn planner, decorator, and designer she knows. As I get out of the shower, Jazz enters the bathroom and gives me a sympathetic look. We let our eyes do the talking, then left the bathroom. Valenzano's mom is still on the phone and, as promised, there is food waiting for me.
Jazz hands me an outfit of black leggings, and a burgundy button-up paired with my burgundy and chestnut leather riding boots. My feet already hurt. I decided to pass on the boots and put on my coquette slippers. After Jazz and I eat, Claret is still on the phone ignoring us and giving orders as if it's her wedding. She finally gets off the phone and acknowledges our presence in my room.
"Well, hello, Jazz...Cleo, I am glad you are up and ready for your day. Lunas pregnant or not don't sleep past 8 a.m.", she says with a hint of attitude.
"Welp, good thing she is not Luna yet. Besides she is carrying three babies", Jazz says in my defense. Goddess, I love her.
“Pups”, she corrected Jazz.
“Whatever you want to call them. She is carrying three of them”, Jazz said.
"Well, thanks to my connection, I have set up all appointments required on short notice. The planner and decorator will be here this afternoon with examples of what is needed for the mating ceremony", she said, like she is doing me a favor. It is going to give me so much pleasure to burst her bubble. I already know where and what theme I want for the ceremony.
"All that won't be necessary Claret. Jazz and I will plan. If you want, you can help Jazz decorate", I said, trying to keep her out of my way.
"That will be perfect Cleo", Jazz said, grinning from ear to ear. Jazz loves the idea of bossing Claret around.
"How will she know who to call? Who to invite and what to do? To prepare the land for the ceremony takes a lot of work", Claret said, sounding like a kid whose toys have been taken away.
"Jazz is more than capable. Jazz, I want the ceremonies to be at the same place as my birthday ", I say to Jazz, and she smiles.
"And where is that may I ask", Claret said with an attitude.
"The original pack site", I said nonchalantly.
"You can't be serious. That place is a dump", Claret said. Some Luna she is, she has no idea how perfect that place is.
"Nope, actually it's not West has been keeping up with the upkeep. We had Cleo's birthday party there recently", Jazz said.
"What about the dress", Claret asked with her arms across her chest.
"That I will decide on my own", I said.
"Okay, how about the invite list?", Claret asked again.
"We will just invite everyone that was at the gathering. And if there are some families you would like to invite, feel free to give Jazz their information", I said.
"And what am I'm going to be doing?", she says, but I see the look on her face. Even though she is hiding it, she is hurt, she won't have a hand in anything. So, I decided to give her something.
"You have the most important job", I said with a smile.
"And what's that?", she asked with an attitude.
"Finding an officiant", the smile on her face was priceless.
As Claret leaves happy as can be thinking she has an important job to do. Jazz and I discuss the ceremony, decorations, and the menu. Since the theme of the ceremonies is A Midnight Summer Dream therefore, we decided on Greek food.
The cocktail we chose is Greek Inspired Antipasto Platter, hummus with pita chips, stuffed grape leaves; signature cocktails will be pearl fishers and a variety of wine imported from Athens. For the appetizer, we will have Greek salad, entrees, slit roast lamb, Kokoretsi, Greek Lobster Pasta, Lavraki, and Grecian Chicken. Wedding cake for dessert, of course, we will also have Glyka tou koutaliou, Loukomadies, and my favorite Honey and rosewater baklava.
By the time we got to the topic of what color the plates should be I was extremely tired. These babies are kicking my ass. When I was about to give up and throw Jazz out to take a nap, Valenzano came in with a bowl of mangoes drizzled with orange honey and chili powder. Jazz gets up and leaves me with my wonderful mate whose ass I am going to kick for not helping me with his mother.
"You look tired, my love", Valenzano or Vintage said. At this point I am too tired to care.
"I am very tired. No thanks to your mother waking me up at the ass crack of dawn. And where the hell were you when she came in here", I said, stuffing my face.
"Calm down, my love, the pups are getting restless. To answer your question, dad wanted to talk to me, so I slipped out and left to not wake you", he said as he rubbed my stomach.
"So, tell me why your dad threatened to kick your ass?", I asked because I think it is funny.
As we sit and talk, he tells me what conspired in his office today. I was amused to hear about the events, even more, amused when he told me he caught his mom with her legs wide in the air with his dad's face between them. But as we continued to talk, he started to rub his fingers between my legs and through my leggings. If he thinks I am going to reward him for being a bad boy, he has another thing coming.
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