"In the arms of a stranger, pretending it's love

Holding her closely, remember your touch

And I'm wrapped around your finger, even though I'm knocked up

In the arms of a stranger, pretending it's love."

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"What are we doing here, Kat?" I asked, annoyed as hell, as we stood on the threshold of pack's basement.

So basically, the pack house's basement is the common party area where all the high ranks can host a party.

"We're gonna enjoy!" Kat hooted as she raised her hands in happiness. "Come on, Oli! Turn the frown upside down!"

I groaned, not feeling amused at all. I had too much in mind right now to care about this stupid hormonal teenager party.

To begin with, I didn't see Chance for an entire day yesterday and now today was the full moon night- the night when he was supposed to mark me, and the last day I could shift.

It was already 8 at night and he was nowhere to be seen. The hopes of me getting mated today were slowly getting crushed and disappointment weighed me down as the negative part of me overpowered every emotion.

The dark, negative side of me which felt that nothing will be okay and I'll be left unmated today was growing slowly and it terrified me.

I tried to remind myself that we still had time and the night was still young. Chance may come anytime to surprise me and maybe he had dissappeared to control himself, but I don't know.

Somehow, everything felt like wishful thinking right now.

Sighing, I let Katherine pull me on to the dance floor where I saw sweaty bodies grinding into one another, people feeling each other up while dance and practically dry humping on the floor.

I cringed as I sniffed the air which smelled practically of sexual arousal and beer. Red cups littered everywhere and I pitied the people who'll have to clean the tomorrow.

From the corner of my eyes I saw a couple practically going at it on a couch in front of the entire pack and my eyes almost bulged out at the amount of indecency.

I

was surprised that the Alpha was letting this kind of a party be held in his house.

"What is this party even for?" I hissed at Katherine.

She looked at me. "Ah! This? These kind of parties are held every month in the pack house for the newly met werewolves to mate. This kind of an atmosphere is suitable for them."

"Every month?" I gasped in shock and she shrugged.

Holy smokes! How horny are werewolves exactly?

"Here, have this." Katherine offered me a red cup and I shook my head frantically.

"Nope! Nopity nope nope! I am not doing it again. You know how big of a light head I am and I am not going to let alcohol near my system."

"Aw, come on! You need to let loose. If you stay so stiff and tense you'll never have fun. And look around you, everyone is having so much fun! Come on...just one drink. After that we won't drink anymore. And I promise you, after a few dances, we'll return back to our rooms, no funny business."

I looked at her suspiciously, "Promise? Just one drink?"

Kat tsked her tongue and nodded, looking drunk already. "Yup!"

I sighed and obliged, bringing the cup to my lips, I took a swing of the drink and swallowed the bitter contents. My head felt dizzy as soon as the drink hit my system and I was woozy for a minute till the immediate effect if drink wore off.

"See?" Katherine giggled, drinking from what I think was her third cup. "Wasn't it amaaaaammzinggg?"

I nodded my head furiously and she pulled us to the bar where I served myself another cup of beer.

"Woohoo!" I hooted while chugging down the 2nd glass as the effect of alcohol started hitting me and I felt tipsy.

To hell with promises! They are meant to be broken anyway.

I knew drinking too much wasn't a wise decision. It never is. But in my brain, I was safe and in the pack house where no one can take me against my wish and will.

There were 2 guards in front of each door ensuring safety of pack mates and that was enough to make me feel relieved.

I didn't want to repeated the Xander incident.

But a tiny, more rational part of me knew that this sudden urge to get drunk was because I wanted to wash the disappointment and hurt I felt because of Chance.

He had practically abandoned me tonight.

We had promised each other to spend this night together, mating, but he just disappeared one day before it without any notice.

And no, he wasn't still in the woods as Reece told me that he had seen him himself with his own eyes, yesterday morning, walking into the pack house.

Did he bother to meet me? No.

Was I hurt? Absol-fucking-utely yes.

If he didn't want to mark me, he could have just said. There was no need for this drama.

I was on my sixth cup or something, when I thought of how he had kissed me that day when he said it was just 2 days to the night when we could finally be together.

I had genuinely thought he wanted me. I genuinely thought he couldn't wait to announce us as mates.

Was it all a lie?

Tears burned the sides of my eyes and I brought my sixth cup to my lips and drank it in seconds.

I am wasted and I don't give a shit. My night was ruined anyway. Might as well be trashy for once. Like a normal, rebellious teenager.

I was lost in my own thoughts when I felt a pair of arms warm around me from behind and I jumped in shock.

Turning around, I saw an unknown face looking down at me with a smirk.

"Wanna' dance, sexy?" He slurred too as he swayed slightly on his legs, telling me he was drunk as hell too.

I nodded, not thinking much about it.

I mean, it's just a dance, and it's not like anything can go wrong.

No biggie.

He pulled us to the dance floor, while keeping his hands on my waist as I placed mine on his shoulder and we both swayed to the beat.

It was a decent, innocent dance and I tried to enjoy it while ignoring the unsettling, unwanted feeling that filled my chest.

My body was rejecting his touch in everyway possible as today was full moon and it wanted just it's mate.

But I pushed the feeling way and forced myself to enjoy in the arms of a stranger when I wanted no one but him to be here, holding me.

After about 3 songs, I felt like I should leave, especially when my body was screaming in protest by now and my skin was burning in disgust everywhere the stranger touched me.

"I... I think I should go," I told me, but instead of moving, his hold tightened in my waist and he pulled me closer.

"What's the hurry, kitten? Let's have some fun before we bid goodbye, yeah?" His voice slurred once again and I saw lust swirled in his blue eyes as his hands started moving lower than my waist.

"I don't want have to have fun with you!" I told him and I tried to push him off me.

"Stop struggling!" He groaned as he slapped my ass and I gasped in disbelief, my body burning with anger towards him.

I tried to search for my wolf within me but she wasn't there. She had probably hid because of the agony of not having Chance near her.

"I said, let go!" I growled at him but he didn't show fear, instead his eyes lit up in anger and he forcefully, pulled me closer, his hands now cupping my ass shamelessly.

I searched frantically for the guards but they weren't even looking at me. Frustrated at hell, I pushed his chest and tears followed down my cheeks as I tried to get away from him.

It felt like the situation with Xander all over again and my head felt heavy at the thought of it. A wave of nausea hit me when his fingers began touching in ways I didn't want him to and I cursed myself for letting myself drink.

How could I get to immature and irresponsible?

I was so close to losing hope and my face was ruined with tears when I felt a hand pull me from behind and I was pulled away from the unwanted hold of the stranger into more warm, reassuring arms.

"How dare you touch her!" A growl reverberated in the hall as I saw my savior push me behind him before punching the daylights out off my molester.

He fell on the ground and groaned, obviously, too weak and drunk to protest but that didn't stop my savior.

He raised him back up by his collar and punched his face repeatedly till it was a mess or blood and bruises and that's when I got the sense to stop him.

"Chance!" I gasped as I tugged on his arm from behind. "Chance, stop! You'll kill him." I told him. It felt like deja vu. Except, instead of Reece today, I was the one who stopped him.

He stopped the second my hand touched his and he turned around in a flash of a second.

His eyes were pitch black, telling me that Lupus was in control when he wrapped his arms around me.

"Are you okay? You aren't hurt, are you? Oh my god, was I too late?" His words were frantic and so were his eyes as he searched for my body for any injuries and once he found none, he engulfed me in a tight hug.

"Oh Lord, Oli. You have no idea, I was so worried." He whispered into my ear and I tried not to melt.

"You left me," I whispered as the initial relief of seeing him wore down and the grief of him leaving me at the full moon night came back to me.

He stiffened visibly and I knew the answer won't be good for me.

"I'm so sorry baby..." He whispered and I pulled away from him..

"You're sorry?" I asked, exasperatedly. "What the fuck do you mean by, you are sorry? Sorry for what? Leaving me? Do you not want to mate with me? If it's so then just say it, Chance, I'll get it. You don't have to pretend. I should have understood when you pushed me away the day we met. I hoped invain. You are such-"

My words were cut off by him as he placed his soft lips on top of mine in a passionate, punishing kiss. This kiss wasn't gentle like any other we've shared. He was aggressive, yet passionate as his fingers curled around the back of my neck and his tongue explored my mouth.

I moaned as a feeling of happiness and acceptance burst in my body and I opened my mouth for him to kiss me deeper.

"You're so wrong," he breathe when he pulled away. "You're so wrong to think I don't want you." His eyes were back to blue-grey telling me it was Chance as he spoke.

"I want you so badly that it hurts. I went away not because I am unsure of us, but because I was scared. What if I end up doing something you don't want? What if you aren't ready? I couldn't risk it. I thought that I am not good enough for you. But I couldn't control myself, Oli. I am weak. Staying away from you hurt in ways I never thought it would and I had to come. When I saw you in the arms of this bastard, I swear to God, I want to kill him."

I placed a hand on his face to calm him down and he sighed.

"I know I fuck up everytime but it's just because I want you so bad, Oli. I am sorry, I just....if you don't want it, you can tell me, I'll control-"

"Take me." I whispered to him.

"- you don't have to-" he cut himself off as my words sank in and he looked at me in shock.

"What?" He whispered and I smiled him while kissing him softly.

"Take me tonight, Chance. Make me yours. Mark me. We'll be together, forever."

I entwined our fingers together and he kissed them while smiling at me.

"Are you sure?" He asked and I nodded, grinning positively.

"Thank you," he whispered while kissing my forehead before he pulled me out of the hall to his room to give me the night I'd never forget in my entire life.

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