"Chris”
“Mate”. The delicious smell of apple and cinnamon filled my nostrils as my drunk eyes tried to adjust to the bright lights.
Searching through the sea of people on the dance floor, I feel as if I am floating through the crowds, I bumped into people and got groped by drunk guys but I didn't care.
I was gonna find him even if I had to search the entire bar.
Hurry up! My wolf, Nila growls at me as we scramble. Her excitement growing by the minute
“ I'm doing the best I can here.” I growl back at her.
“Unless, you want to take over. Use your nose or something."
She rolls her eyes and sniffs the air, her tail wagging eagerly as she picked up his scent.
“He's not far, keep going. Maybe next time, slow down on the booze.”
“Thas not fair, Ni” I slur my words and she lowers her head knowing why I got drunk in the first place.
Ever since I was born, I had always dreamed of finding my mate. My father, Jorge the Silver wolf leader of our wolf clan created peace for all the wolves in our community and because of this he always encouraged me to find my mate.
“I wouldn't be the man I am today without your mother, love.” he constantly said.
He always praised my mom as the best thing that ever happened to him and I always wished someone would do the same for me. Even though I was his only heir, I was never pressured to marry within the five werewolves families and I had always appreciated that. It didn't stop me from falling head over heels in love with Jake Henderson, the son of the most powerful werewolf family among the five. The Henderson clan were the ones that gave us shelter and a home after my parents and aunt and uncle relocated after the witch wars. They were the first and only silver wolves to relocate to the United Kingdom after the wars and together, they built a utopia and called it Silvermount, a place we could call home and be safe from any form of attack.
As our power and influence grew, the government left us alone to live peacefully because we contributed a lot to the economy and to charity organizations.
I personally grew up learning about art and got so enthralled by it that I ended up opening an art gallery for new artists and to raise funds to support art programs in high-schools all around the world.
As my business grew, I always had Jake by my side. We started dating at 13 but we were inseparable since birth, going to the same high-school with all our friends who had been dating within our friend group. We would always hang out together and i guess we all just paired up.
My besties were my twin cousins Nadia and Jackie and my best friend of all was Ryan Smith, daughter of the second powerful wolf family among the five, the Smith clan.
Just like Jake, Ryan and I have been attached at the hip. For as long as I can remembered, we all dreamed about finding our mates, getting married and having pups together.
Everything was falling into place as one by one we each turned 18.
The twins were the first even before their mates turned 18 and they immediately felt their bond with their boyfriend's who were also twins and Jake's younger brothers. We were so happy for them and threw a huge party to celebrate.
As the party raged on, Jake pulled me aside.
“Will you marry me?” He asked, while we walked to our spot. It was a small lake behind my family house that we always visited.
I froze and looked at him, his hazel eyes beaming with love and admiration.
“Yes!” I screamed jumping on him. He laughed as we rolled on the ground, tumbling around. I was so sure he was my mate and I was so happy he proposed even though we had a few months left to our 18th birthday.
We finally settled at the edge of the lake, the moon's reflection lit up the water.
“What if Moon Goddess gave us different mates?” I blurt out before I could stop myself.
Jake takes my face in his hands and with a soft reassuring voice he says,
“I will marry you no matter what happens. Whether Moon Goddess wishes it or not.”
He kissed me, the only kind of kiss that makes your head spin and your stomach flip.
I sunk into it and before you know, we are fighting to take off our clothes.
I led him into the lake, the moonlight illuminating the water.
“You are so beautiful, Christine." Jake says as he wrapped his hands around my waist and pulled me toward him.
His body radiated heat that warmed mine and a slight shiver went up my spine.
He planted feather kisses along my jaw, down to my neck till he found my pulse point.
He nips and sucks at my marking spot, my moans coming out ragged as I gasp for breathe.
"I can't wait to marry you." he says, his breath ghosting over my skin, the sound of his voice making my heartthrob and the sudden ache between my legs grew.
My hands slid down his chest, feeling the hard ridges of his abs. (At 17, Jake was built like a God. He wasn't too muscular but the definition on his abs would make any woman melt.)
"Mine," I growl as my lips kiss along his chest, my hands settling on his c**k.
"F**k," Jake gasps, as I slowly pump hands up and down his shaft. His head rolls back as his hips moves to match my rhythm.
We had fooled around a couple of times but we never actually had s*x even i knew he did. I wanted to wait till we were 18 but tonight was different. Something about the way the moon shone and the magic of my friends finding their mates or the fact that Jake just proposed to love me no matter what are fates may be made me want to give him everything. My heart, body and soul!
"Jake..." I whispered, my lips close to his ear. I feel a slight shiver go through him and I smile at how much I affect him.
"I want to be yours. Right now."
His hazel eyes darken with lust as he looked at me. He pulled me close and stared into my eyes, not sure if he was looking for a hint of doubt or fear but after a while he drags me out of the water to the edge of the lake.
Then he lays me on my back and positions himself between my legs. His c**k barely touching my pu**y.
He looked at me again and he says
"Are you sure?"
The tip of his c**k sliding over my cl*t, as my ever growing need slid down my thighs.
"Yes, please Jake" I begged, unable to take anymore teasing.
A sly smirk crept up on his face and he slowly lowered himself into to me.
I gasped for breath as Jake moved slowly, his hips moving at an amazing pace.
"Does it hurt?" he asked, worry etched on his face as he moved his hips up and down.
"No, it doesn't hurt." I say, feeling so good I thought I would die from the pleasure.
Slowly, he and I moved at the same pace since it was both our first time we finished pretty quickly. Then spent the next few hours exploring all the new ways to make each other come.
Being young and in love was easy. So easy that we stayed that way even after fate did not bind our wolves as mates but we loved each other regardless and spent the next 5 years in marital bliss. Who would have thought 5 years later, I'd be in a bar several miles from home about to meet my mate.