Only Mine

Chapter 4

RECAP OF LAST CHAPTER:

"Save it for someone who cares," He spoke harshly as he exited the porch, leaving me cold and vulnerable.

"Thanks again," I muttered softly to myself as I turned around and sat down on the steps of the porch. Tears brimmed my eyelids, threatening to come out.

A tear slipped out from my left eye. Bringing my arm up to my face, I wiped away the tears that started to pour out. It was not long before my arm was covered in foundation and powder that once covered my face. I did not need a mirror to know Nora's amazing makeup job had gone to shit.

I never expected to meet my mate like this. Every girl fantasizes about who their mate will be and how they will meet them. I imagined meeting the man who is supposed to be only mine in a different fashion. He did not even tell me his name.   

CHAPTER 4:

"Emilia! Have you been out here the whole party?" Nora exclaimed, stepping through the porch door and closing it behind her. Coming closer, Nora saw my tear-streaked face and was immediately on high alert.

"Who did this? What happened? Why are you crying, Emilia? Please tell me what's going on," Nora rushed out in a tone laced with concern as she took a seat beside me on the steps of the porch.

"I met my mate," I said sadly, not wanting to share the whole story at the moment. The pain was still too fresh.

"Why the fuck are you sad about that? You are 21 years old, Emilia! It is about time you meet your mate!" Nora exclaimed angrily.

Before she could lecture me any further, I quickly dejected, "Stop. You don't understand, Nora. My mate absolutely hates me."

With concern in her voice again, Nora quietly reassured me, "I don't know the story, Emilia, but he can't hate you. He was born to love you."

Her words did the opposite from comforting me. I ranted sadly, laying my head onto her shoulder, "He was born to love me, but here he is and I didn't even get his name. All I got was pain."

Rolling her eyes at my dramatic words, Nora played with my hair soothingly as she spoke, "There are a lot of people at this party tonight that I have never meant before. If you go back inside, I am sure we can find your mate and you can explain the misunderstanding, whatever it was."

Perking up at her words, I quickly got up from laying on Nora's shoulder, startling her. "Did you meet your mate?" I asked with a smile as I wiggled my eyebrows in a suggestive manner.

"No, I did not. However, I did meet a really hot Russian guy named Nicolai," Nora squeaked out in excitement as my face fell instantly.

"Nora! That could be my mate!" I yelled, slapping her on the side.

"Ouch! Who knew love could make a person so violent?" Nora groaned as she rubbed her side before continuing, "I know it could be your mate, but he has been near my side the whole night so I'm sure it's not. If he is your mate, you have full permission to slap me. Until then, please don't hurt this body. I am going to need it for later."

Laughing, I promised not to hit her unless Nicolai turned out to be my mate. We got up from the porch steps together. Nora wiped my excess makeup away and made me look more presentable. After a quick pep talk from Nora, we entered the party again through the porch door. The sight before us was definitely a party in full swing.

The pack families with little kids had left by now to put their children to bed and get some rest themselves. The majority of the werewolves left were at least slightly intoxicated. It was quite a sight to see, except I could have went my whole life without seeing my brother Lincoln making out with a girl in the middle of the dancefloor.