A warm shower was just what I needed to calm my nerves. I'd have to push Richard to the back of my mind because I was about to experience a life changing moment.
I was about to find my mate. As I rummaged around in my underwear drawer, my thoughts went crazy in my head.
Is my hair okay? s**t, did I brush my teeth? What the hell am I going to wear? Would he think a b****y birthday party is too childish? What would he be like?
When I was a child, I had dreams about my mate ; a strong, silly haired man would come and sweep me off my feet and take me away from all the bad things in life which at that time was doing my homework and chores. I didn't believe in mates like that anymore but I'd love to be taken away from all this …..confusion.
I dressed in my new matching brassiere and panty set and I admired how the crimson color complemented my skin. My dress for the night was on a hanger on my closet door and I took it down carefully, as if even holding it would somehow ruin it.
The dress was a little below knee length. The first half was strapless and lace around the chest area with gold little knobs across the breast area. the other half was plain but gave me a snug fit around my body. My eyes glanced over at my reflection in the mirror and I was not disappointed. And… I bet my mate won't be either.
A blush crept up to my cheeks as my mind went back to my mate. Worst case scenario is that he isn't at the party but wolves talk. Werewolves are wild and free spirited. We literally need to blow off steam every so often to keep from…well….making things "messy". So most likely, majority of the wolves will be strangers to me as I will be to them but no wolf misses out on a good chance to party.
My mother had given me a pair of earrings as a birthday gift and I decided the least I could do was wear it. Besides, they would match my dress' gold knobs. There was a pang of guilt in my chest. Because I know what I was doing and how it was making her feel but I tried my hardest to control it. I really did until avoiding conversation or contact with her unless necessary became easier than being around her.
But that would all change after tonight. I'd have my mate, I would be rid of these feelings for Richard and I'd finally be happy. I would also have some serious making up to do for my mother for the past two years.
For the finishing touches to my outfit, I put some light eyeliner and lip gloss. My hair was up in a bun with a few loose strains on my forehead. My flats were by the door so I'd put them on when I was making my way out.
I sat down at my vanity and stared back at the girl that was staring at me. This was it. My day. My time.
I caught the sound of distant voices and it made my ears perk up. Sounds like my guests are arriving and I believe it is to make my grand entrance.
Show time.