Mob Mom's Christmas by Jana Leigh Read Free Book Online

magic powers of some of their people.
    Pilar wandered in and smiled, “Can I join you?”
    “Of course, come on in. We are going to show these young ladies how we used to do this old school,” Vivi said.
    Cherri laughed, “Yeah, like we have never had a girls' night out.”
    Pilar sat down. “I remember my mother and her friends having the girls' night out once a month. It drove my fathers’ nuts, because they always got into some sort of trouble or another.”
    Rissa looked at the seemingly beautiful young woman and just had to ask, “Who are your ancestors?”
    Pilar looked at her and smiled. “Well, I have been thinking about that, I guess it really shouldn’t be that big of a secret anymore. I mean, we are all in the same boat, so I can tell you. Let’s all get a drink before I drop this on you.”
    “Shit, that means it's gonna be funky,” Calli said. “The last time you told me to get a drink, I'm pretty sure I was shot at.”
    “It won't be that bad. However, you're going to be a little shocked. I think it will be easier if I tell you ladies first before the guys, they are gonna freak out,” Pilar said and then took the shot of Whiskey that was put in front of her. “Hit me again.”
    “Damn, a double shooter, we're gonna be in trouble,” Shelly muttered and took her second shot.
    “Okay, so remember how you all have the books about your ancestors?” Pilar said and waved for them to fill her glass again.
    “Of course, duh, that's all we are like, talking about,” Rissa said and took her glass and swigged it, slamming the glass back down on the table with the rest of them.
    Pilar laughed and looked at the people she considered family. For years, she had been hiding, and finally she was going to tell them the truth. She wasn’t sure how they were going to take it, but she really had no choice. It was time.
    “Well, mine is a little smaller than yours,” Pilar said and drank the next glass. This many shots in anyone, shifter included, began to affect them. If a shifter stopped, however, their metabolism would speed it through their system, if they kept up this pace, they would be shitfaced in next to no time.
    “Smaller, how is that, it has had to go through like three generations,” Calli said and drank.
    “Not so much,” Pilar slurred a little and then laughed.
    Vivi was watching the whole thing in silence, matching them drink for drink. She was thinking about everything she knew about the Chosen, and there was some freaky shit in that group. In fact, that was where this whole chicks’ night out thing started in the families. It’d been passed down from generation to generation, each with the stories of the antics their ancestors got into. She loved it.
     

     
    “A fucking Dragon?” Calli hooted. “Pilar is a Dragon.”
    The women were well and truly shit faced by the time they had argued, fought, and denied the story their bold boss told them. Calli thought she was crazy, and Cherri wanted to do tests. It was Rissa that shrugged and asked her if she knew the old song from the history books about someone named ‘Puff'.
    They were lying all over the room, still drinking, although they had long since finished the Whiskey and now, moved on to their own favorite drinks.
    “Dududududududude, I am mated to a crazy man, and ‘Puff the Magic Dragon’ is our friend. It all makes perfect sense. Aliens have actually taken us and they are probing us. I bet, when we wake up in the morning, we are gonna have a sore ass,” Rissa said laughing.
    “Hey, not cool,” Calli laughed. “We seriously don’t need to go to the whole butt thing.”
    “Okay, just saying,” Rissa sang.
    “Bitches, you are clearly shrunk… I mean drink… no, I mean shrunk!” laughed Cherri.
    The older women were just as drunk, they were in the corner singing old show tunes into the end of their bottles and kept drinking. Pilar was trying to take off her shoes so she could prove she was a dragon, they all wanted to