"What?!" I asked.
I thought that my ears may be failing me for a second there.
" I said, I know who your fated mate is." Scout repeated shouting so that I could hear him better.
"Stop joking around."
Being one of the few werewolves, my age, who had not found their mate, the topic on fated mates was a sensitive topic. Scout always claimed that he had found his but refused to tell me who no matter how much I begged him to.
"I will tell you later but for now have a drink and forget all about him" he said .
I knew that no matter how much I tried to convince him to tell me he would not so I just gave up. Mates was the only secret that Scout ever hid from me. I did not quite understand why but he did. We never kept anything from each other but he drew the line at his mate and as much as I wanted him to open up about it I knew that pursuing the issue any further would only push him away. He was the person I held most dear to me so I simply let it go.
Scout ordered a few drinks and a few shots later I could feel them kicking in. I was the reckless type of drunk. I would often make bad decisions on a drunk night and although the decision I was about to make that night would seem horrible at first it would turn out to be the best decision I would ever make for myself.
"Let's dance Scout." I shouted in between giggles already on the dance floor.
"You're drunk Ari, get back here " said Scout.
"No, I want to dance, pretty please." I said pouting like a little baby.
Scout looked at me a slight twinkle in his eyes that he always had whenever I behaved like a kid. That twinkle was always accompanied by a slight smirk.
"Whatever Ari, dance your heart out and forget about that idiot who doesn't deserve you."he whispered into my hear, having now joined me on the dance floor.
"Don't talk about him that way you know he's your Alpha." I whispered giggling.
"But he can't hear me."
We laughed it out.
Even in my drunken state, my senses were always hyper active thanks to my wolf part. At that point I could feel a burning gaze on my back. I could feel that someone was watching me. At first I thought that it was because I was not dressed for the occasion as I was still in my work clothes having had no time to change. Still it was acceptable enough that security allowed me in.
I turned around to tell Scout but he had moved towards the bar already so I just ignored it and kept dancing. In that moment I felt someone grab my waist. It was the most disgusting thing I had felt the whole day.
"Hey! Let go of me you creep!" I shouted turning around to look at who it was.
"C'mon, I know you like it." Said the middle aged man who looked bent out of shape. He tightened his grip around my waist.
"I said let go!" I shouted once more trying to pull away but his grip on my waist was too strong.
I started screaming but he put his hand over my mouth. I was on the other end of the dance floor. Scout could not see me and my strength was weakened by the alcohol so I was at his mercy. I felt completely defenseless and at the mercy of a stranger whose intentions seemed crystal clear. The tears that I had tried holding back while on the dance floor all came streaming down.
"Don't cry." He whispered on my ear lobe licking it a little bit. I could feel his saliva and hot stinky breath on my skin and it made me feel so dirty.
"She said let go you idiot!" A deep voice shouted from behind.
I looked up to see a tall figure standing right behind the man.
"Why don't you move along and mind your own business, huh?" replied the man his hand having shifted to my wrist now.
"I won't until you let go of her!"
"And what if I don't?"
In a split second, the tall figure held the creep by the neck threatening to break it. His other hand slowly breaking the creep's fingers one after the other. He screamed in pain but in the midst of the chaotic room echoing loudly with the music hardly anyone heard him.
I stood still shaking like a leaf but the dark lifeless eyes of the tall figure told me that the fingers were not the only thing that he was going to break. I moved closer to him and tugged at his suit.
"Please let go of him. I think he has now learnt his lesson." I said looking at him with pleading eyes.
He looked at me for a while his eyes still lifeless, then he let go of the man. The creep crushed to the floor coughing his heart out before he crawled away groaning in pain.
"Thank you sir," I said letting go of his shirt.
"Are you okay?" he asked me.
"Yes, I am."
In that moment I looked down and noticed his claws. I took a step back. Even though I grew up a werewolf around others it still shocked me to see one in the human world. Noticing my eyes shift to his claws he quickly retracted them. I thanked him again and started walking away.
An hand pulled me back into his chest. His scent was hypnotizing. He smelled like snow and the wind. In the next moment he laid his lips on mine. My eyes popped open as I felt the warmth of his lips on mine. He immediately noticed my shock and pulled away.
"I am sorry miss." He said softly letting go of my hand.
Overcome by some sort of temptation and desire I pulled on his suit and kissed him. His hand reached around my waist and I got lost in the heat.