Chapter 1
Ch
Natalie
“It’s a mistake.” I tell Giana just as we step inside the heavily crowded club.
The smell of sweat, sex and alcohol stings my nostrils, making me gag.
“Oh come on! Live a little! It’s your twentieth birthday.”Anne throws her arm around my shoulder, pulling me in towards her body.
“It never ends well when you say this.” I shake her arm off my shoulder and take a step forward.
“Don’t ruin the mood! Let’s party!” Giana screams in my left ear and grabs me by my arm, dragging me straight towards the bar.
Deep down, I know I don’t stand a chance now.
Anne gives the order to the bartender and I turn around, scanning the crowded place.
The loud music thumps against my ears and vibrates in my body, making me sigh to myself. The neon lights make my eyes hurt.
“Do tell me once again why we are here of all places?” It’s free land. Anyone can attack us here.” I yell at Giana who is swaying her body to the music.
“It’s the best club in the city.” Giana shouts back, a grin stretching across her lips.
I can already sense her eyes roaming around the dance floor, searching for the prey for tonight.
I roll my eyes while resting my back against the bar counter.
“Enzo will be mad at me if he finds out that I came here. He doesn’t like it.” I whisper under my breath.
But, it’s still audible to Giana and Anne because of the heightened senses that come as a strength to us werewolves.
“Fuck that asshole for tonight at least!” Anne hisses and hands me the shot.
I glance at the small glass in my hand and then at Anne. “That asshole is my boyfriend!”
“And the one next in line to take the place of our fucked up Alpha!” Giana chuckles from beside me.
“He is hot though.” I reason with my best friends.
“That’s the only reason why we are allowing you to date him!” Anne bumps her shoulder with mine, throwing me an evil smirk.
A smile breaks on my lips.
“Drink up!” Giana grabs my hand and forces me to gulp down the strong alcohol.
The burning sensation starts from my mouth and goes down my throat as I take a big gulp.
“It’s PARTY TIME! You are finally turning twenty, and unlike your eighteenth and nineteenth birthday, I believe that you will be able to shift this time. All those fuckers thinking that you are wolfless will all be proved wrong. And maybe, you will also find your mate!” Anne screams in my ear and begins to bounce on her toes.
That’s right. I am far past the age of shifting and I didn’t shift until now, which lead everyone to believe that I am wolfless.
“Enzo is my mate!” I tell her before gulping down another shot.
“Okay okay! Don’t start this again.” Giana dismisses the topic and drags me to the dance floor.
Leaving me in the middle of the sweaty and horny people dancing all around me, she goes to find her prey.
Unlike me, of course. I fell in love with my Alpha Wilson’s son, Enzo. He is twenty-two like my best friends and he is convinced that I am his mate. That’s how the whole thing between him and I started anyway. I can’t recognize him as my mate without a wolf, so I can only trust him when he says that I am his mate. And I do trust Enzo with all of my heart.
I shake the thoughts off my head when Anne comes towards me and begins to sway her body to the sensual music playing.
I chuckle when she throws me her infamous evil smirk. Then, I copy her movements and close my eyes, finding myself letting go of every other thought.
Dancing for a while, I go back to the bar and gulp shot after shot until I can’t think straight anymore. Alcohol thrums in my veins. My vision becomes clouded and a wave of heat hits me.
No, no, no. This can’t be happening.
I suck in the air harshly, taking hold of the bar counter behind me.
Another wave of heat rolls off my body when a strange scent invades my senses.
It’s stronger than all of the other human scents in the club. It’s the scent of the forest ground just after it rains combined with musk wood.
My mouth waters and my senses heighten. My eyes scan the area, searching for the person that has this strange scent.
Releasing the counter, I stumble down the two steps in front of it and push past the rocking bodies.
My head pounds due to the strong effect of the alcohol running in my blood stream.
Another wave of heat overcomes me, hard this time. I gasp and pause in the middle of the dance floor. The sensation creeps down my body until it claims the sensitive spot between my thighs.
I clench my thighs together and push past the dancing bodies faster to get the fuck out of here.
I knew it was heat season, but I didn’t know heat can affect the unmated she-wolves. Never heard of it before.
My first thought is that it might not be heat.
But then another wave of it washes over my entire body and I have to clench my thighs harder. A moan almost threatens to spill out of my lips at the tingly sensation.
The wetness pools in my panties and I let go of the doubts that it might not be heat that is affecting me like this.
A man’s back brushes against my body and I jump in my spot, feeling the heat getting stronger.
My eyes scan the area once more, silently searching for Giana or Anne. Everything becomes murky and I find it hard to focus.
Shaking my head, I stagger out of the crowd. I don’t know which direction I am going but what I do know is that I want to get away from here.
Walking aimlessly, I end up in a dark hallway. My hand reaches out to touch the wall for support when another wave strikes me. The wetness in my panties becomes worse.
I inhale a deep breath and the same scent attracts me towards it. Without thinking, I follow it.
My vision turns black for a moment when I reach a staircase. I climb up the stairs and see a man walking toward the other side of the corridor.
It’s him. The scent is him. He’s doing this to me.
I struggle to follow him. My heart drumming in my ears and in the pit of my stomach. The sensation between my thighs is making me move faster even though my legs are turning to jelly.
I round the corridor but see no one there. A frown tugs my eyebrows together.
I sigh and place my back against the cold wall before closing my eyes.
Another episode of heat claims my body and makes my back arch off the wall. A moan leaves my lips and my hand instantly reaches up to cover my mouth.
My eyes close on their own while I pant in the silent corridor.
“Why are you following me?” The deep voice says, startling me.
My eyes snap open. I look to my right and see the man standing there.
His scent wraps around me, causing me to take some very deep breaths.
He has dark hair, his eyes are almost black colour, his nose is straight and pointed and his thick lips are a light pink colour and so kissable. He’s built is average. Not muscular but also not too thin. He’s 6 foot something and his fitted white dress shirt suits him just right.
His aura is powerful and dark, like an Alpha’s. My legs tremble and barely hold me up in front of him. I have to clench my thighs harder after taking a look at the Devil carved man standing in front of me.
Oh my fucking beautiful Moon Goddess!
I drag my tongue across my lips, trying to register what’s happening to me.
I slowly drag my eyes up to meet his intoxicating gaze.
Electricity crackles when I stare into his dark eyes. It’s like something goes boom in my mind. His eyes seem to be pulling me in, an unrecognizable emotion beginning to affect my heart.
He tilts his head to the left, his eyes flashing red for a few seconds before going back to normal.
I swallow the saliva that’s pooling in my mouth while looking at him and try to push myself off the wall, but fail to do so when another fresh wave of heat tramples over my body like a moving truck.
I moan harder, my nails scratching the wall behind me. My back arches off the wall again, my eyes closing on their own.
The urge to be close to this man grows stronger and stronger in my veins and my throbbing clit doesn’t help the situation either.
Before I realize what I am doing, I am already moving towards the man who seems to be the only salvation that I have.
“He -- help me.” I choke on my own breath, my drunk mind failing to register what kind of mistake I am making.
The man catches me, his strong and warm arms coiling around my waist. It’s like fire meeting fire and burning everything in its path.
Sparks crawl down my spine, making me raise myself on my toes and smash my lips against his without any hesitation.
