Good Morning everyone! Or well, afternoon. Michele and I have been hard at work, writing Royce and Charisma's story. We are almost done, just a few more chapters. But while we were writing it, Halloween happened and well, during the book, Halloween happens as well. So, we thought, why not write something to fit the theme, unfortunately, it didn't fit due to the tenseness of the situation. However, that doesn't mean you all can't enjoy the deleted scene.
A little setup, Charisma and Penelope have been working on decorating the house for Halloween. They want Liam and Riley to have fun after everything that's happened in their life. What transpires in this scene is beyond what either sister hoped for the kids.
Michele and I know it's a little late date wise, but we thought you'd still get a kick out of it!
Enjoy!
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After arriving home from
the meeting with state police, FBI, and SWAT, Royce stepped out of Hayden’s
vehicle and stared up at the house they’d been occupying for almost four
months.
Charisma had out done
herself. The pillars on either side of the porch were wrapped in Halloween
garland and orange lights. A skull and cross bone knocker replaced the original
brass one. Each window facing the road had a plastic window covering depicting
some kind of Halloween scene. The one to his left had a giant spider crawling
down its web to pilfer a waiting bowl of candy. Other one showed a shadow of
Dracula along with a full moon and bats.
The yard had been
surrounded by a bone fence. Tombstones covered their lawn along with leaves and
small piles of dirt as though the dead were climbing out of their dreary graves.
Pumpkins, some carved
and some not had been strategically placed as well along with corn stalks and
hay bales. Creepy music began to play while fog rolled across the front of
their property. Yes, his little oasis went above and beyond with this.
“Now, it’s Halloween,”
Hayden said, hurrying up the stairs to the front door, Nico hot on her heels.
Royce glanced at all the
other houses. One by one their lights and candles were lit, giving the
subdivision a horrific wonderland vibe. Some of the houses had lightning and
thunder machines. Some had small mazes while others went for a more subtle
fall-themed approach. In the middle of the small park situated in the interior
of the housing tracks, a stage along with tables adorned in lights invited
people to join them. He’d never seen anything so extravagant.
He headed inside to grab
a shower, knowing Liam and Riley would be anxious to get their trick or treating
started. The inside, like the outside had been decorated. A long table with
treats and party favors had been setup along with an old wooden barrel filled
with water and red delicious apples. Spider webs clung to the banister going upstairs
while bloody footprints led to the kitchen. Black lights illuminated the living
room, giving it a spooky quality.
“Hey, you’re home!”
Charisma walked into the front room carrying a vegetable plate. She was
adorable and sexy and fuck, Royce wanted her there and then. She wore all
black. Her face had been painted in vibrant purples and blues and reds to match
that of a sugar skull. On her belly, two smaller versions, for their twins. Her
hair had been pulled back into a high, messy bun with a lace comb.
Once she put the platter
down, Royce gathered her in his arms. “I don’t want to mess up your makeup. You
look amazing...this place is amazing!”
She smiled up at him and
he swore his heart skipped a beat. “Thank you. I thought for sure Penelope and
I went overboard.”
“Not even close,” he
replied. “Are the kids ready?”
She nodded. “They’ve
been waiting on you for hours.” She gave him a teasing wink then started for
the kitchen. “Visitors and guests will be arriving within the hour.”
Royce cocked his head. “Why?”
“For the decorating
contest,” Charisma replied. “We couldn’t do all this and not enter.”
He chuckled. “I’m going
to shower.”
The party was in full
swing.
Charisma didn’t know
what to expect when their neighbor asked her to participate in the contest.
Penelope and she were set do the minimum to attract attention while also allowing
Lynx, Liam, and Riley to enjoy the holiday. They needed a little fun after
everything that happened.
Speaking of which, Royce
made Riley’s day when he stepped outside in his wolf form and took his position
at her side. There were a more than a few gasps and frightened trills of
surprise seeing a wolf in their small neighborhood. However, her mate won them
over with his sweet disposition and parlor tricks.
Saber, Penelope, and Lynx
were dressed in matching costumes. Penelope was Dorothy, Saber was the
Scarecrow and Lynx was the cowardly lion. As quickly as Charisma took the
photos, she sent them off to everyone back home, including her father. She
wished he could have made the hour and a half flight to spend the spooktacular
holiday with them, but like her mate and their family, he too was preparing for
the coming blowback and subsequent trials for PBH.
“Norah, I have to say,
you did an amazing job,” Lizbeth said, joining her on the front porch. She’d
transformed into Dolores Umbridge from Harry Potter. She wore a dark pink dress
with a light pink sweater covering her shoulders. A pink knitted cap covered
the crown of her head. “And the costumes—wait,
you’re pregnant?”
Charisma gave a sheepish
grin. “Yes and thank you.”
“Congratulations!”
Lizbeth grinned. “After everything your family has been through. What a blessing.”
She gripped Charisma’s hand and sighed. “Are you going to come up to the park when
they announce the winners?”
She planned on it. No
way she’d miss seeing her sisters and her brother, win the competition. It was
presumptuous for her to say, sure, but who could beat a real wolf? “I will be
there.”
“Perfect.”
Charisma gave Lizbeth a
tour of the house, then offered her a refreshment and treat before waving as her
neighbor strolled down the sidewalk. Across from where she stood, she saw a
gathering of women. They all had red cups in their hands, and they were
whispering about something. She gave a small wave. They each wiggled their fingers
in return but continued to chatter amongst themselves while trying to discreetly
point to where Hayden, Nico, and Mackenzie were standing, giving out candy to
trick or treaters.
She glanced at the older
man and grinned. Whether or not he wanted the attention, he got it. So, did
Nico. If Hayden seemed bothered by it, the little wolf didn’t show it. She
talked to every trick or treater who came to their house then waved as they
left. She dressed as Alice from Alice in Wonderland, while Nico wore a Mad
Hatters hat with bunny ears. The only one not dressed up...her father-in-law.
But, why should he? If he wanted to, he could have been a wolf as well, but
Charisma knew it had more to do with deep guilt and resentment he felt along
with the sorrow.
When the crowds started
heading toward the park, she closed and locked the door, then followed everyone
over. On stage stood Liam, Riley, and Royce, along with Penelope, Saber, and
Lynx. Several other families were there too along with their children. Lizbeth took
the stage and welcomed everyone to the festivities.
“We have several categories
to get through, so let’s start with the easiest first.” She took the cards from
a boy dressed as Harry Potter then kissed his forehead. “For showing him
affection now, I’ll punish him later.” She gave a tinkled laugh before
announcing the winners. “In the toddler category, third place—Lynx Dryer!”
Charisma cheered on her nephew
as Penelope crossed the stage to receive his ribbon. The little monster grinned
and clapped his hands then blew everyone a kiss. That boy was going to melt
hearts one day.
Lizbeth continued until
all of the single categories were filled. Then she moved on to families and
couples. “In the tween division for first place which includes a fifty-dollar
gift certificate, the winners are—Harper and Boone Rough!”
Riley squealed, hugging
her brother while Royce barked and pranced. It was a weird sight to behold—a full
grown wolf dancing like he did—but she could see the excitement and pride reflected
in his golden eyes while watching his little sister walk across the stage for
their ribbons and gift certificate.
Again, Charisma waited
while Lizbeth got to the adults and families. She crossed her fingers and
muttered please, over and over again, hopeful her sister and brother-in-law would
win. The pacing of the winners was slow going, or she was growing more
impatient. She knew she had no chance of winning the house decorating, some of
the places went through tons of hard work to win. But, her siblings...her
family, yes, she hoped beyond hope they’d feel the rush of exhilaration at
winning.
When the clapping ended
Lizbeth held up the last card. “Final category before we check out the winning
houses.”
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Charisma’s heart thudded
in her chest. Anticipation crawled through her veins. She crossed her fingers
tighter and closed her eyes. One by one names were called until finally there
was only one place left—first.
“First place, which
includes another fifty-dollar gift certificate, the winners are—Saber and
Penelope Dryer and their baby Lynx.”
Charisma screamed. Lynx
wiggled in his mother’s arms while Saber accepted their ribbons and prize.
After everything, her family deserved this. Her heart swelled with love and
pride and happiness for them. Shit don’t
cry now. You’ll mess up your makeup! She laughed as she gently tried to dab the
corner of her eye.
She stood in her spot,
uncaring if everyone was heading back over to the houses. She waited for her
family to step off of the stage first. When they all joined her, Royce placing
his snout in her hand, she walked back to their home. They might be on the
biggest mission of their lives, but tonight was all about fun.
As they approached the
house a group had gathered around it. Charisma squinted. A small scroll had been
placed on the pillar of their porch. She looked to Hayden and Penelope who
shrugged. They picked up their pace a bit then came to a stop by the steps
leading to their door.
Third place—for creative use of decorations.
Charisma looked to
everyone then back at the pillar. “Holy crapsticks! We won!” Penelope gathered
her into a hug as they bounced in a small circle. “I can’t believe it.” She
released her sister then stepped up onto the porch. “The house is still open if
you would like some refreshments and treats. Thank you all for including our
family in your festivities this year.”
Hours later, after the
last person left and the lights were turned off, she lay in Royce’s arms and
knew whatever came next for all of them would be difficult, but the memories
they made in a single night, would guide them through the coming mission.
“Thank you, Oasis,”
Royce whispered.
“For what?” She tucked
herself into his side.
