The Alpha's Mate

Chapter 1: Getting Ready

Author's Note
A picture of Skyler^^ I hope y'all enjoy this roller coaster of werewolves! I put my heart, sweat and tears into this, literally. Enjoy!
-S
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~Skylers POV~
"Babe!" I yell from the bathroom waiting for a response.
"Yes?" I hear Dylan ask from behind the door sounding breathless. He probably ran up here after hearing me shout.
"Can you get me a towel? I forgot one before I came in here!" I yell again making sure he heard me. He chuckles and says a quick "yeah" before going to get me my towel.
I bet your wondering who Dylan is and who I am. Dylan is my 19 year old boyfriend. I've known him for 2 years and we have been dating for a year and a half. I love him with all my heart. Now for who I am. My name is Skyler Aldaine, I'm 17 years old. I have blonde hair that goes to the middle of my back, dark brown eyes that are almost black and I'm 5'5" which I think is pretty short for a girl my age. I'm a Junior about to be a Senior.
"Babe, open up. Here's your towel." I hear Dylan say from behind the door. I open the door a crack and fling my hand outside the door looking, or feeling, for the towel. I bet your wondering why I just don't open the door. Well, because me and Dylan have never done "that". Yep! That's right I still have my "V" card! Yes me and Dylan have had heated kisses, but I would always pull back before things got to far. Don't get me wrong, Dylan is one fine hunk. He has blond hair with brown highlights that you can see if he stands in front of the sun just right. He has blue eyes that sometimes look as blue as the ocean and a killer six pack, any girl would be lucky to get in bed with him, and some have. Well a lot of them have... Dylan use to be a player. Yes I love him and he says he loves me but his past and my subconscious are always telling me that it isn't right to be with him that way.
He never pushes me, which I'm thankful for. When he asks me why I never go farther I tell him I want our first time to be special. After that he doesn't push it. I finally feel the towel being pushed into my hands.
"Thanks! I love you, I'll be out in a minute." I say as I close the door.
"Take your time. We still have two hours before we leave." He says, I can hear his foot steps getting farther away. I quickly wrap my towel around me and head into my bedroom.
My very best friend is laying on my bed playing with her phone, blushing might I add.
"Who are you talking to? Is it a guy? Oh! Is he "the one"?" She blushes even harder," I-i-ts.. Umm.. It's.. H-h-how about w-w-we d-dont talk a-a-about i-it!"She stampers turning even more red.
"Ohhhhhh, so is the guy the one?" I wiggle my eyebrows at her.
"No!" She shouts.
"Fine, fine. Go take a shower. We don't have very long to get ready." I say as I walk to my closet to pick out something to wear. I hear the shower turn on meaning she was in the shower. You are probably wondering who that is.
That was my best friend since 4th grade. Her name is Stacy. She has short brown hair that doesn't go past her shoulders just yet. She has green eyes and is about 5'6". She is turning 18 tomorrow and we thought that we should celebrate tonight since tomorrow I have a lunch date with my mom. She has some big news she wants to tell me. I hope she is pregnant, I've always wanted siblings. I'm an only child and to say it doesn't get lonely is an understatement.
When Dylan and Stacy can't hang out and my mother is at work I have absolutely nothing to do. I have no one to talk to and it gets depressing but I can't complain because they have a life.
Now back to what I'm gonna wear. We are going to a club so I'm gonna wear something sexy but not to sexy. Gotta keep the boys on their toes. I decide that I'm gonna wear a pair of white shorts that almost reach the middle of my thigh. With the shorts I'm gonna wear a red T-shirt that says "I'm to cool for you" in black sparkly letters. Stacy gave it to me a couple months back. For my shoes I'm gonna wear black flats. I absolutely hate heels. The only time you will ever see me in them is on special occasions or if Stacy makes me wear them. Same with dresses.
I pull on my robe to do my hair and make up so nothing happens to my clothes. I decide to put my hair in a high ponytail because I know I'll end up putting it up anyways from sweating. Since my hair kinda frizzes out when it dries I decide to curl the hair in the ponytail and leave the ones that fall out to curl on their own.
For my make-up I'm gonna make it simple yet captivating. So I do a quick swipe of eyeliner on my top eyelid and put on mascara. I usually don't put eyeliner on but since it's a special night I'll make an exception.
Being happy with my appearance I go to put on my clothes. My bra and underwear are black and lacy. If you are gonna look sexy outside of your clothes you might as well look sexy under them.
For jewelry, I put on the necklace Dylan gave me for our one year anniversary. It had a heart that had the day we got together engraved on the front then on the back it had our names. It opens and on the inside is a picture of me and Dylan. It may not look like much but it means a lot to me because he gave it to me. I also put on a ring my Nana, my mom's mom, gave me. Its gold and has two hearts. One is upside down the other is right-side up. Then last but not least I put on earrings for both the holes in my ears. Nothing special about them Silver balls(A/N for all the dirty minded people out there they ARENT actual guy balls they are round circles and that's it).
As I'm finishing up Stacy walks in wearing a black dress and red heels. The red dress barely reaches past her butt and looks super tight. It pushes her size 'B' boobs up and makes them look like a size 'C'. Not to sound like a bad friend but she looks like a $2 whore.(A/N I have nothing against Stacy or people that dress like that I'm just trying to make the story more interesting.) For her hair and make up she has a ton of make up on that she will sweat off by the end of the night. For her hair she kept it plain and simple and straightened it. She looked okay?
"Are you ready? We are about to leave,"Stacy said while looking at what I'm wearing," you look good btw." She says with a smile that shows of her pearly whites.
"Give me one second, I'll be right back, then we can take off." I say walking into the bathroom. I quickly brush my teeth, take one more glance in the mirror, grab my phone, car keys, and purse and then me and Stacy head down stairs.

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Oooooo who was Stacy talking to? Why was Dylan breathless??? What will happen at the party??? What news does her mom have? I know I said that I wasn't gonna put this up till I'm finished but I feel super bad because I haven't updated in a long time. So here is the firth chapter. I hope y'all will like it and it will get more interesting the further we get into the book. Thanks for your understanding and enjoy.