Third person POV
As the party continued later on into the night, the Alpha and Luna retired along with many of the older pack members, but the younger crowd continued to bask in all that the night had to offer and continued their fun. In the shadows, Alpha Rider Blakely chugged yet another beer as he watched his newly found mate dance amongst the werewolves. Though he hated this girl, this human intruding on territory that wasn't hers, his wolf couldn't see her as anything but lovely as she danced and laughed with her friend.
He had caught and growled at many males who had looked or even dared to try to flirt with his mate. He didn't understand. He didn't want her. But his wolf did. More than anything he'd ever experienced. It's like the feeling itched at the inside of his skin, wanting
