The Almighty Alpha Thinks I'm His

Magic and a escape

I Never really understood why we held the dance on Samhain just that they believed that you could find your spouse on that day or in our case your mate. Samhain was the Irish New Year, but we didn't live in Ireland. Many packs around the world held their annual dance or ball on this day. It was a custom for many to travel to other dances, looking for their mate. I, on the other hand, could care less really. Sure I respected our pack rules and way of life, but when it came to mates I just could care less. It was all so superficial anyway.

"Excuse me but how much longer until we are there?" I asked the driver, my escort to the dance. We had been driving for over 30 minutes. The dance was held in different areas every year, around the State.

"About 15 more minutes" He answered me back.

I realized I didn't even know his name, not like it mattered he was only driving me there. I had to drive by myself since I was the betas daughter. My friends all drove together. Normally the Alphas son would drive with us, but he had found his mate already. He would be there but he would have driven up with his mate.

As I looked out the window I could tell we were getting out into the Country, as the houses became further apart. Last year it was held in a big city. This is only my second time going. My parent's sent me last year so I could see how it was done, though it was possible I could have found my mate there they said. I was happy when I didn't.

The driver pulled into a long winding driveway. This certainly isn't anywhere I thought a dance would be held, I thought as I looked around. There were fields all around, some of the grass looked a bit overgrown like it had not been cut in a few weeks. An old shed was to the left. He pulled to a stop in front of the biggest barn I had ever seen. There were three stories connected to what looked like another barn. Despite the fact that they property looked uncared for the Barns actually looked to be new and well taken care of.

"Here you are Miss." The driver said as he pulled up.

There were a few guys in tuxedos standing at the door. They were older, and I knew they were the doorman and mated. They always had the mated ones handle the doors. I put on my stupid purple mask that covered my eyes and took a breath before exiting the limo. When I got out of the car I was immediately approached by a doorman.

"I need to see your pack signet," He said as he stood in front of me.

Sighing I took out the necklace I wore that had my packs signet on it. It was shaped in a crescent moon, with a single ruby gemstone in the middle. On the back of the moon is my pack's name engraved on it, The Blue Crescent Pack. The Ruby was my birthstone. He nodded his head then took my arm and led me inside.

The place was decorated well, with many things to represent each pack in our State. We had a total of 4 packs in our State. Modest, compared to some States that had 10 or more. I guess Oregon wasn't all that big compared to some States, though. There was a parlor area, with a bar to my left. I decided to remember it for later as it may be a great place to hide. I walked further in and seen there were lounges set up around the room, and the lights were dimmed. I didn't see anyone dancing down here, so I figured that was on the next level. This level seemed like it was more for socialization, and I noticed many of the older pack members were in groups talking.

I wanted to look for a familiar face my own age, so I headed up the steps. As I reached the top I saw Kyle my best guy friend dancing with a cute little brunette girl.  I guess he found his mate. I already felt nauseous, looking at all these mates. A few of my friends had already found their mates, but it was guys from the pack. He gave me a teasing wink, knowing I did not want to be here.

I noticed a small bar area, so I went and ordered a strawberry-banana smoothie. I was 18 and old enough in Were law to drink alcohol, but I needed a clear head tonight. If my mate was here, I had to find a way out of this. Taking my smoothie, I head towards the table when I see Melly waving her hands wildly at me. I smiled and walked up to her she was one of my best friends. She had on a flowing, black dress that accentuated her pale skin. Her hair was blonde and she had it in curls that framed her face. She was tall; she stood at 5'9 and had a slim build. Her best asset, she always said was her boobs, but I thought she had many, her bubbly personality is my favorite thing about her. She always made me laugh.