Page 6 of A Luna's Revenge

Tying a ribbon around it, I head for the next little surprise. I have a small cardboard box with holes in it. Peeking inside, I see that one half is filled with live creepy crawlies, while the other side, separated by a divider, contains a small harmless snake. The pet shop referred to it as a snake and feeder combo, assuring me that the snake wouldn’t bite and wasn’t poisonous if it did.

I tiptoe down the stairs and see Jenson and the skank in the kitchen with a picnic basket."Oh shoot!"I hope he doesn'tgo to the meadow. I prance downstairs. "Hey, Jenson. Where are you headed?"

He startles. "We are just having another nutritious lunch for the baby. I thought I would take her over to the lake. Vitamin D, you know."

"Yep." I say, letting the "P" pop. "Ok. I have a few errands to run in town, so I'll be out the rest of the day. See ya tonight."

"See you tonight. I love you, Charlie." Jenson grabs the skank's arm, pulling her out the door. Skank turns to me, smiles smugly, and waves with her fingers under her chin. I just roll my eyes. However, inside, I am gleefully rubbing my hands together; I throw my head back and laugh maniacally. As in the words of the immortal Mr. Harry Potter,"I solemnly swear I am up to no good!"

I make my way to the skank's room, clutching the itching powder, hair remover, snake, and creepy crawlies in my hot little hands. I turn the knob, and thankfully, it’s unlocked. I ease the door closed behind me and pull back the comforter. I open the box and shake out the creepy crawlies, but they seem to be dying, as they barely move there in the middle of the bed. I scoop some up to tuck under the pillow.Yuck! I should have brought my rubber gloves!Next, I release the snake. He slithers down toward the bottom of the bed and hides.

I replace the comforter and turn to the dresser. I open thedrawers until I find her underwear. I sprinkle a good amount inside. Lifting her hairbrush off the top of the dresser, I give it a good stir. Closing the drawer, that should do it!

I replace the hairbrush and remove the gift basket from my bag of goodies. I place it on the nightstand by the bed. I'm having second thoughts when I hear noises coming from the hall.

I quickly jump behind the door as it swings open. The housekeeper sighs, "She never turns this light off!" Flipping thelight switch by the door. She swings the door shut and leaves. I hear steps retreating down the stairs. That was close.

Going to her ensuite, I grab her bottle of shampoo and conditioner. After emptying nearly all the contents of both bottles down the drain, I filled them with an entire bottle of hair remover. Jenson and the skank will have new matching hairdos soon. Cue anotherinternalmaniacal laugh.

Peeking out the door, I race across the hall to my room to get rid of the evidence.

After placing all my revenge booby traps, I go to the garage and get in my jeep. Town isn't far, so I soon arrive at my new attorney's office. I can't use the one Jenson and I usually do, as I don't want the divorce bombs to go off until everything else is lined up and ready to go.

We have no children or community assets. Everything is already divided between Jenson and me, and it’saclear-cut distribution of assets. Living in a no-fault territory makes things easy. The divorce will simply go through within thirty days of him being served. That will take care of the legal aspect. I’ve researched mate bond severing, and I have plans cooking for that, too. I hope that will go off without a hitch as well.

My appointment didn't take long. The attorney assured me they would have the documents ready to serve on Jenson the following evening. We agreed upon an exact time. I had to put things in place so there was no way he could trace me down once served. Therefore, he could not know until it was much too late. I am so done.

When I arrive home, chaos has descended. Skank had decided to nap and was greeted by a bed full of creepy crawlies. Apparently, she had just discovered them as she was screaming the house down.

Most pack members are on the Alpha floor, gawking at the scene. Jenson is standing at her door in his bathrobe with a head full of shampoo. Yeah! That stuff is soaking in!

I watch from the doorway innocently as Jenson collects the bugs, throwing them out the window. Hmm, no snake in sight. He either ran for the hills when the screaming started, or he’ll put in an appearance later tonight.

The skank is scratching her head violently, screaming something about the disgusting bugs, and taking a shower. I wonder if she has gotten in the itching powder already.

While Jenson and the skank are busy screaming at each other, I power walk back to the Alpha Apartment and switch out the untouched shampoo with the tainted one in the still-running shower. I promptly empty the contaminated shampoo, rinse the bottle, and throw it in the trash.

Mischief managed, am I right, Harry?

Eventually, the screaming subsides, and Jenson storms into the bedroom. His head is still covered in "shampoo," but all his luxurious hair seems to be slithering down his head inch by inch like a small creature. He keeps pushing it back out of his eyes, thinking it's just drooping into his face, but chunks are sliding down his back. A bald spot begins to develop on the crown.

He removes his robe and gets in the shower. He leaves the door open, so I can't resist peeking. There, hanging on the back of his robe thrown over the counter, are globs of "soapy" hair.

Meanwhile, he stands under the jets, simmering with anger, with the water washing over him, rinsing nearly every strand of hair from his head. My mouth falls open. That couldn't have worked out better if I had tried.

He reaches up to run his hands through his hair and freezes. He begins to pat and rub his head as if searching forsomething. Then the screaming starts again, but this time, it's Jenson. I run out of the room like my tail is on fire. I stride down the stairs and out the back door while another wave of the pack members run up the steps toward the screaming.

"How about a run, Lana?"Lana gets up off the floor, where she is rolling and laughing. Coming to the forward, she springs up, ripping through my clothes, and we are off on the most joyous run of our life.

Chapter 5 -

The Calm Before the Storm

Charlie

When Lana and I returned from our run, the screaming had stopped, but there was a buzz in the air. I couldn’t tell if it was coming through the mind link, as I had thrown up those walls the moment I entered the office and discovered my husband had cheated on me.

Being of an Alpha line myself, I’ve always been able to control my outward appearance, be it emotions, thoughts, orfeelings. It’s one of the things that has made me a great Luna: that and my compassion.

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