Made For Her Alpha Brother

Chapter 6.

MADE FOR HER ALPHA BROTHER.

Chapter 6.

Author’s Pov.

"I can't believe he did this to you. I... I never thought Tommy was the kind of person " Lisa comforted Sophie who just stood and stared blankly at the wall of Lisa’s room.

It was evening and all day, Sophie had cried her eyes out. She had cried so much that even though it still hurt, the tears were no longer rolling down.

"He is not that kind of person. My wolflessness pushed him to become that kind of person. He dumped me because I do not have my wolf side" she sturtled out from nowhere, her voice cracking toward the end of her words.

"Sophie, don't blame yourself for this. It is all his fault for being a jerk and a cheat, it is not your fault at all." Lisa pulled her closer to her and patted her back until Sophie was calm again.

"The mask party you mentioned in the morning, can I go there?" Sophie suddenly asked from nowhere and Lisa's eyes widened in surprise.

"I want to go somewhere to forget about him" she added and Lisa beamed with a wide smile.

"That's brilliant, let's party and forget about him completely. This pink dress looks really good and perfect, you could wear it." she giggled.

"You are going to have the men tripping over each other to get you" she giggled and Sophie rolled her eyes, not completely having it.

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Sebastian was sitting in a VIP session, gently sipping from his cup when a lady approached him with a smile on her face, he was the soon-to-be alpha and they knew, they would all die to be with him.

"Hey, Sebastian” the lady Wine herself

“Do you mind if I sit on your thighs?" a blonde girl twirled her hair giving him a flirtatious wink. She had a yellow mask that covered half of her face.

Sebastian took his gaze up and for a moment his eyes held hers, but he was quick to conclude that she wasn't his type, and she would never fit in the space of what he needed tonight.

"I do mind" he replied bluntly and saw the other side of her face fall.

She slowly walked away, knowing fully well that once he didn't want a lady, he absolutely did not want them clinging onto him.

The place was crowded with people and the music was loud. It looked more like being at an actual club, partying.

Sebastian glanced at the broken mask in my hands, he had not tied the mask tightly so the mask had fallen off his face and Dan had stepped on it unknowingly. ruining it.

"Seb" Dan walked up to him with another mask in his hands.” he stood up from the chair he was seated in and took the mask from him, it was a black mask that was meant to cover his face but there was a space left out for his lips and jawline.

The mask was not completely like the first one Seb had but he didn't care much about it, cause with it, or without the mask he was going to get a girl, he just needed to wear it, just so he doesn't violate the rules.

He tied the mask firmly behind his head to prevent it from falling off this time around.

"It fits" Dan grinned.

"Everything I wear fits" he replied, with a superior grin.

"Here we go" Dan joked, at how Seb claimed.

"C'mom, party hard!" Dan cheered and walked into the company of two girls.

Everyone seemed to be involved in one thing or the other, dancing, cheering, kissing, or talking to others.

While Seb sat on his own with a glass of wine in his hand, his eyes surveyed the place, in search of that one woman who would be his woman for the night.

As his eyes graced every corner, they suddenly blinked and stopped to glare at a lady in the left corner of the room.

There was someone there, a woman sitting quietly and drinking endlessly with a pink mask on her face.

She did not seem to be very much interested in the partying, the drink she was having had all of her interest and She suddenly had all of his interest, too.

With his gaze not leaving hers, he settled back onto the chair he had been sitting on earlier and grabbed a bottle of alcohol, switching from wine.

Seb opened it and poured some of its contents into a glass. He took the glass to his lips and gulped down the content.

If she was just another lady, he would have walked right up to her and told her he wanted her for the night but this lonely lady sitting at the corner seemed to ooze this 'don't come close' aura.

But whatever that aura was, Seb had pushed it away and began to find his way through the dancing people to get to her but as he got closer, he caught a whiff of a familiar smell...

Sophie.

He froze for a second and looked around. Sophie wasn't there, he had heard her tell Lisa she wouldn't be coming and she was going to be staying with her boyfriend.

The thought of that infuriated him for a second but he pushed it off and began walking closer to the lady the closer he got, the stronger Sophie's smell gripped his nostrils.

Seb groaned and smacked his forehead before turning back and walking over to where he was earlier.

‘This had to be the work of the strange feeling I had for Sophie. It had to be playing with my mind to make I take in her scent. Sophie could not be here.’ he muttered inside of him.

With a groan, he picked up his bottle of alcohol and took it to his lips, drinking more of the contents.

If he wanted to get laid and stop that weird feeling at once, he had to drink to get her out of his mind and to cloud his sense of smell and then let just his body take charge of that appealing woman on the other side.

Bottle after bottle, he drank until he heard a scream in the middle of the dance floor. He dropped his bottle, and closed his eyes tightly before opening up.

He took towards the middle of the dance floor and there she was, the appealing lady in pink mask.

She was also wearing a pink gown exposing her legs. She sure had nice, beautiful legs.

He watched as she began to jiggle her body hard to the playing music. She was dancing And her dancing steps were very... Wild and provocating.

Jeez!

He could not hold back the attraction he was feeling for her. He got on his feet and approached her.

There were other men around her already but as soon as he was close, everyone stepped away for him.

No one would dare to fight with him for a woman he wanted.

As he got very close to her, he took in that scent again, Sophie, but his sense of smell had been clouded by the alcohol just like he wanted and so the scent was faint.

He pulled the dancing lady close to him and she did not stop dancing, instead she pressed her body back against his and jiggled her body to the rhythm of the song playing.

His hands grabbed at her tiny waist as he pulled her closer to himself His hard-on was instant and he groaned.

He could not tell if it was this woman who was affecting him that much or if it was because he had not had s*x in weeks.

He pressed her ass onto his hard-on making her feel his erection. She grinded back against his erection and as his hands held her waist, they were soon barely dancing.

No, they were not dancing at all. They were simply having a feel for each other.

He turned her in one quick movement to look at her and she did. He could not see her face except for her lips and jaw but he could see her eyes, they looked beautiful, sexy, addictive, and yet familiar.

His hands cupped her face and he let it slide down her body, trailing her curves out.

"Perfect" he groaned as he felt her ass in his hands, It was soft.

So soft.

She leaned in, her head resting on his chest, and moaned as he squeezed her ass.

He pulled her head back and locking eye contact with her, he took his thumb to her lips and caressed it.

"This can't end here" he whispered and his d**k hardened even more in agreement with him.

With his hand wrapping around her head quickly, he pulled her close and crashed his lips against hers, kissing her hard almost immediately.

Just his lips on her lips and it seemed like every ounce of control in him had been ripped off. He bit on her lip and as soon as her lips parted for whatever reason they did so, he pushed his tongue into her mouth and began to tongue kiss her dominantly, not giving her a chance to do a thing other than reciprocate in her own little way.

His hands slid back to her gorgeous ass and he squeezed it, running his tongue all over her mouth, while she moaned softly into his lips.

He returned to her lips and sucked on the pair hard. They felt soft and they did seem to match perfectly with his lips. They were in sync.

‘This... Was the perfect way to erase his mind from the silly thoughts of Sophie.’ he mentally whispered.

Fuck!

“I was going to have a good time tonight.’ He berated in between kisses.