Twin Alpha Playboys Human Nun Mate

Twin Alpha Playboys Human Nun Mate*Pt 1

Jettalaya

"Amen." I spoke softly, completing my nightly prayers with a sign of the cross over my chest as I rose from the kneeling position I was in.

Ever since I was a child I had wanted to become a nun. I had attended an all girl's religious academy and the sisters that taught me were always so compassionate and caring. I admired their love & devotion to God and the kindness they never failed to show.

I grew up wanting to be just like them. They all seemed to be so abundantly happy & satisfied with their lives.

After I graduated I took the first steps to becoming one myself and went to college during that time as well.

I'm at novice level right now living in a convent. After my novice I will fulfill my heart’s desire by pronouncing my Perpetual Vows, consecrating myself to Jesus with all my heart and forever, to be His Bride. I will receive a silver wedding ring emblazoned with the Passion Sign.

I will be fully integrated into community life and responsibilities including becoming a voting member of the Chapter which will focus primarily on the meaning of religious life and the vows of poverty, chastity, obedience, enclosure and our special vow to promote devotion to the Passion of Jesus.

To become a nun/sister takes many years of preparation. One must possess a true purpose and life passion for this calling.

Today has been a true blessing for me and the sisters at the convent. A Little less than a year ago we began a mission that was called the 'Jesus loves the little children' program. We'd set out to touch as many of God's abandoned youth as we possibly could within a year's time. To date we have visited over a dozen different orphanages.

Tomorrow's journey would take us to the final orphanage on our list that was in a little town called Harvest Moon. We were fully aware of the fact that this town's occupants were at least 75-80% Shapeshifter and of course the orphanage was the same. The few humans that did reside in this town were ones mated to lycans.

Before we were permitted to come to this orphanage we had to obtain special permissions from a man they called 'Alpha Nickolas Blackburn,' which he had kindly given to us.

This would be a first for myself & the two other women who had volunteered out of the 23 sisters in our convent. I somewhat understood the reluctance & fear of my fellow sisters, since they'd never before actually met anyone of wolfen or lycan background. They were just afraid of the unknown and I really couldn't fault them for that.

After we visited the lycan orphanage we had been invited by the Alpha & his family to spend a few days within the pack exploring their world and the lives they lived if we wished to do so. We had accepted their kind invitation with grateful hearts.

We all knew that these individuals were capable of transforming themselves into large animal/beastly type creatures yet we had no fear of them.

This truth had been hard for me to accept years ago. I was still in high school at that time. One of my mothers closest & dearest friends had revealed her true self and we had witnessed her shift. After that I was in complete awe that beings unlike us really did exist.

With my religion I came to the conclusion that they... just like ourselves have been put here for a reason and I would never show them any less kindness or compassion than I would anyone else. We are all God's creations no matter our color, age, gender or species.

I lay in bed with a smile on my face thinking about tomorrow. I couldn't wait to spread God's love to the lycan children and adults which I'd had minimal interaction with since discovering these mythical creatures actually existed. I was beyond delighted to have been handed this unbelievably blessed opportunity.

Just before I began to doze off I heard a light rapping at my door.

"Yes you may enter." I said, raising my voice slightly as I sat up in bed.

"Salutations sister Jettalaya, I....I'm sorry if I have woken you." Sister Emily replied in her usual soft whisper of a voice.

"No, you absolutely did not wake me. What can I do for you?" I asked curiously.

"I ju...just came to let you know that Sister Maggie isn't feeling well and won't be able to join us tomorrow. So we can try to reschedule or...."

"Oh heavens no. Poor sister Maggie. I'll be sure to send prayers up for her. We can go ourselves if it's ok with you....and sister Maggie of course. I'm sorry I spoke over you...please forgive my haste." In my fear of losing this chance I had unintentionally broken her off without thinking.

"It's ok, no reason for apologies. Sister Maggie has already told me it would be fine if we wanted to go on without her. And I'm fine with it being just the two of us as well...as long as you are." She spoke gently.

"Ok then it's settled. We will continue on as planned." I smiled.

"Ok. Good night. May God bless and keep you sister Jettalaya. I pray you sleep soundly."

"Goodnight & God bless you as well sister Emily." She closed the door. I knew that Sister Maggie had backed out because of her fear of these lycans. However I just couldn't allow fear to keep me from reaching out and sharing God's love to these people. I had faith that the almighty would protect us from harm.

Thirty minutes later Jettalaya fell into a peaceful comforting sleep.

All at once I sat bolt upright in my bed at 4am. My breath ragged, and heart pounding fiercely against my ribs while sweat dripped down my face. I'd had the most upsetting dream that made me feel odd. I felt great shame at the things done to me in this dream even though it wasn't real.

I dreamed there was a man. He was the most handsome I'd ever seen. Tall and muscular. He was around my age, maybe just a bit older. His eyes changed and he came after me almost as if he were in a rage to get at me. I was terrified and tried to get away from him....but every time I did he'd be there again within seconds, almost as though there were more than one of him. He put his large warm hands on me gently an...and I couldn't stop him no matter how much I willed myself to. I yelled in his face that I did not want him touching me, but I wouldn't make a single move to stop him. He held my hands behind my back and skimmed his warm lips up the side of my neck inhaling my scent deeply which caused a strange sensation I'd never felt to ripple over my skin. His eyes swirled in the most unbelievably vibrant colors, and then they changed to a color of the blackest night.

Was this man Satan?! Was he trying to seduce me into an impious life? Yes....that's what it had to be. It was Satan...he was trying to use the lure of an attractive male to lead me into a life of unholyness. NO! I could never allow such a thing! I shook my head vehemently.

The dream was God's way of letting me know that I should be cautious and pay heed to my surroundings.

I knew eventually there would come a time when my faith would be put to the test.

To serve God and help those in need was my only goal, and now that the time was drawing nearer to my full integration Satan would be out to try and thwart me from the path of righteousness.

I was ready and by the grace of God almighty I would overcome & conquer whatever wickedness was thrown at me.

Five minutes later I fell into a peaceful slumber once again.

If the devil was out to get me....I certainly needed to be well rested.