Oman POV
My little mate has finally gone through the change. Most paranormals call it the "Second Puberty", when you become immortal or stop aging. I had one of my mystic vampires set up a mirror and charmed it, so I could watch my mate in my free time. I searched for her for 6,000 years, until the Oracle showed me a picture of her very pregnant werewolf. "This is her mother, your mate is growing inside her. Her name will be Renee Boudon. Her family resides in a small village in Voisin, France. Just watch over her, do not take her from her family," said the Oracle.
I was a bit offended when she said that. Of course, I wouldn't deprive my mate from her family. I am not that cruel and selfish. I would never take a baby away from her family, unless they are mistreating her. It would be a little strange to be with the person you raised. It would be like kissing your child. I would have had to find a trustworthy governess to take care of her.
Unlike most paranormals, I was able to obtain money and accumulate it over the centuries. My right-hand, Selina, is able to read memories from a live blood source. With that ability, she was able to teach me how to read, write, and how to obtain money. Fortunately, paranormals have created towns, cities, countries, and states, so we wouldn't have to interact with humans that much.
My Renee is waking up, stretching like a cat from her nap. It is 5 am, she has to get ready for her shift at the private clinic she works at. The Boudon's third born, Anaïs, came into her room to greet her and handed her a mocha latte. Mocha lattes are her favorite drinks. Anaïs is a student and a skilled barista. The firstborn, Nikita, is a burlesque dancer who is still asleep. She will be at work later on. Rebecca, the fourth born, asked them which one of them would take a shower first. The youngest, Helene, joined the conversation and suggested that they play rock-paper-scissors. The rest of the women agreed, played, and Anaïs won.
When Renee pulled away the covers, and stood up. My mouth watered, she was only wearing panties. She is my mate, and will be my bride soon. I have seen her naked before, and started when she became 18. Another reason for me to go to hell, and it would be worth it. Renee's beautiful milk chocolate is perfect, her voluptuous, athletic body is perfect. Her irises are red, like her father and sisters. Her long curly black hair, her full lips, and Nubian nose suited her.
Her sisters were unbothered by her nakedness, and handed her a towel. They are a surprisingly close bunch, and most sisters would be feuding by now. Their genetic resemblance is so uncanny, it amazes me. Nikita is six feet tall, slender, beautiful, and with long straight black hair. Anaïs is five foot eight, curvy, and wears pigtails. Rebecca is five foot six, slender and with curly long black hair. Helene is five foot six and rubenesque with a top braided ponytail. According to our records, Nikita is 24, Anaïs is 18, Rebecca is 17, and Helene is 15. Rebecca is a student and nanny, while Helene is a student and social media influencer.
Their parents are an attractive couple with milk chocolate skin. Their father, Marcel, is a muscular six-foot-two tall male with a buzz cut. Marcel is a vigneron, a vintner, a wine bar owner, and wine exporter. Marguerite is a beautiful six-foot-tall, curvy female with light brown eyes, and a short black bob.
I have been blessed with a precocious and talented mate. The Boudon sisters learned how to play instruments, speak different languages, and how to fight through Wetube. They are very flexible and can do the splits. Unlike her sisters, she doesn't have a French accent. She likes to wear joggers, jeans, and bomber jackets. She can read over 1,000 words per minute. Her favorite colors are blue and purple. Her favorite singers are Etta James and Aretha Franklin. She loves American oldies, the Never Ever song, R&B, jazz, soul, and funk music. She loves math, science, chemistry, and alchemy. Renee can speak French, English, Spanish, Italian, German, and Portuguese. She can sing and dance, and she has a four-octave vocal range with the ability to sustain high notes. Renee has a driver's license but no car, she uses ride-share. She is a great nurse and storyteller. She can predict the weather. She is skilled at herbology and biochemistry. She is also a good poker player.
I wonder, why is my talented mate working as a nurse? There is nothing wrong with being a nurse. Renee was a great student, judging by her transcripts. She could have been a scientist, a doctor, a surgeon, or a lawyer. Her teachers wanted her in advanced classes, but her parents flat out refused. The parents have the money to send her to a private or boarding school. The older Boudon sisters went to international schools, the other three are still in international schools.
I have several of my followers track her every move. "Why don't you just take her now that she has gone through the change?" Selina asked me. I rescued Selina from being gang raped 6,000 years ago. She was a sad and frightened woman who clung to me like a child latches on to their parents when they don't want to go to school. The vaewolf is now Stoic, cold, headstrong, stubborn, serious, and has been very loyal to me. What she said surprised me in every way. "I am not going to force myself on her. We are civilized people, not animals or savages. We need to find a way to invite her over here. I have waited for 6,000 years for her, what is another few days," I scolded her. That is when Selina came up with a ludicrous idea that might not work.