I chose to be silent. She has a point but for me, if her mate will be dead soon or even now, she’s lucky she haven’t met him. Or else she won’t survive that blow.
Having the mate bond is like being gifted of another life, another wave of feelings and happiness. Losing them, it’s better to be dead.
“Excuse me. Those who didn’t find their mates tonight may go back to the guesthouse or enjoy the rest of the party.” A She-Wolf attends to us and gave an apologetic smile before turning her back on us.
We’re five in counts, all failed to meet our mate tonight.
“I’ll stay.” One said.
“Me, too. Might as well enjoy the night.”
Ava wiped her tears and crinkle her nose. “I’ll enjoy this then.” She said.
I smiled at her slowly building confidence again.
“Their Alpha is not around, right? I didn’t see him.” One girl noticed.
Not only me notice it, even them. I’m thinking of how irresponsible the Alpha is for running away and leaving tradition like this.
“Yeah. I’ll wait for him, maybe he’s mine!” One girl chirped and I can’t help but raise my brows. It’s not wrong, what she says. But if they already knew the Alpha left his responsibility, then why dream of having a mate like that?
Every girl with me scattered and start doing what they want to do. They eat or get a drink or dance with their shemales. Ava also stand on her feet and asked me if I’ll like to eat. I humbly denied, feeling far from hungry.
Ava went to the food table and take her time thinking what she should have.
I felt someone tap me on my shoulders. I turn around and saw Nick’s beaming smile.
“Oh, hey.” I said smiling back at him.
“Someone’s broken-hearted.” He teased. I rolled my eyes at him, my smiles fading fast. He became too friendly with me though he just met me earlier.
I wonder if he’s just warm to people or is it my ‘stealer’ magnetizing male wolves.
“Shut up.” I snorted and lightly punched his arm. That’s so unladylike to do now while wearing all this make up and dress.
He laughed, amused by my misery.
“You got issues.” I said, my lips flat. Seriously?
Well, if I’m like the rest of the She-Wolves tonight, then failing to have my mate is just meh. But I’m in the matter of life and death. Not literally but yeah, death.
He laughed again. I rolled my eyes and looked around. We’re attracting audiences because of his noise. I scowled at him and widened my eyes, making him stop laughing.
“Sorry. Nobody spoke to me that way, a female, I mean.”
“You’re being too friendly with me.” I raised one brow as I said that. In my pack, no one except Lucy wants to be around me. And his action now makes me question it.
“I am? Well, you’re not hard to be with.” He shrugged. “What are your plans now that you’re broken?” He grinned playfully. I rolled my eyes again decided to ignore his teasing.
“I’ll probably go back to the guesthouse. I’m not a party person.”
He grunts, probably hates my plan.
“You’ll waste the evening that way. Come, dance with me.” He offered his hand and I just looked at it. He seems nice, Nick. But not my type.
“You’re not my type.” I said, ignoring his hand. He laughed hard at my words.
“And now you’re being hard to be with. Come, I’m not into you either.” He said half-laughing making my brows raise.
He then sighed and snatched my hand, pulling me on the dance floor. Soft music was played, perfect for slow dancing.
He snaked his arms on my waist, pulling me closer to his body. I rolled my eyes again, feeling uncomfortable with all the eyes lingering at us.
“How does it feel to dance with the Beta?” He playfully said, full of his own self-confidence again.
“My Dad is a Beta. You have no effect to me at all.” I grinned when his face got knotted, hating how I destroy his confidence easily.
“Not from the strongest pack though.” He grinned. I just laughed at how he try to pull himself up again. I didn’t argue with him at that one. He’s probably stronger than Eric and Cruz.
“What’s your name by the way?”
“I’m surprised you’d ask.” I laughed. He has got angry with me, whined at me, joked around me and told me a secret yet he haven’t ask my name but now.
He chuckled. “I forgot to.”
“Ashira.” I said, smiling.
“You look good toni-”
His words were cut off when a loud growl from upstairs took everyone’s attention. From the sound of it, it was from someone powerful. Powerful enough to make everyone’s tail tucked and shaking. I got scared too only a slightness, my wolf is too confident right now that I seem to be less affected by it.
We looked up but before we could see who’s up there, a man fell down on his feet in front of us. Making a perfect dismount. I watched as he bended his knees to support his weight from the impact.
I was welcomed by a pair of deep red eyes, my senses getting all flared up. He’s an Alpha. My Alpha!
“Mate!” My wolf joyed! I want to be relieved as well but his anger starts cowering on me. I can feel myself shaking.
Alpha Aiden is my mate!
He’s furious. Anger and pain was all over his face. He looked at me with disgust and affection. I didn’t know those two expression can be combined but it’s what was written on his face.
His heavenly-scent lingers on my nose, almost made my mouth waters. Despite his anger, I’m surprisingly attracted to him, too much that I want to throw myself on him, to have him wrap his arms around my body. I want to feel his warmth. Now!
My wolf is making me crazy. I controlled her thoughts before she took me over, scared of being ashamed in front of his people.
He shot a look at Nick and Nick stepped back a few step, dragging me with him.
Aiden snapped his glare towards Nick’s arms wrapped around me. I can smell danger, a feeling that he will burst any moment now. And my instinct didn’t failed me!
Alpha Aiden let out a loud growl towards Nick and I, making Nick’s hand dropped on his side and stepping away from me.
“She’s mine!” he growl loudly, saying the words to Nick who’s almost pale, heads down, cowering from his Alpha’s power. Afraid, tail-tucked.
Aiden grabbed my arm tight, pulling me closer to him. I felt electricity shot my being when his skin touched mine. His eyes softened as soon as my body smacked with his, feeling secure over what was his.
He sniffed my head and his arm circled on my waist, tugging on it tightly that I’m sure his claws ripped through that part of my dress. My eyes closed on its own when his head lowered on my neck, inhaling my scent.
I was lost the moment his breathe touched my skin, and when he kissed the part where the claim should be, I moaned softly. He growled softly upon feeling my reaction, I can sense his arousal, his heat is calling for mine.