Love me, Alpha

Chapter 5

Zac Efron as Sage Anderson. I used to have a huge celebrity crush on him but not anymore. Nope, Logan Lerman fangirl right here! And a whole lot of other crushes but Logan Lerman is main!!!

(Warning: Contents of drinking and clubs.)

(Warning #2: The end of the chapter may leave you squealing and going crazy. I recommend using the google translator to understand though...)

ROSABELLE

Unicorns!

'Woohoo! This is the life!!!' I heard Sage scream as he danced on the table top, girls screaming at the bottom in ecstasy.

'It sure is, bro!' Sarah screamed back from the bar, throwing her arms as she announced herself the winner of another round of shots.

I grinned carelessly and screamed with them, unsure of what was going on. I wanted to think clearly and try to remember what happened. But something was blocking my mind.

Eh, I would live. I think...

Sarah's arm locked around mine and she led me to the bar she was at a moment ago.

'Rosa, you HAVE to try this!' She yelled, holding up a glass of pink liquid. It looked pretty.

'It's my own creation.' The bartender bragged, smirking. I nodded and winked.

'In 1, 2, 3!' Sarah counted down as I gulped it down, slamming the glass on to the table when I was done.

Sarah cheered behind me and patted my back as I licked my lips. I smiled at the bartender.

'That was the best booze I ever had!' I declared before spinning around. 'I'm going to dance! Come on, Sarah!'

She giggled as we pushed in to the middle of the dance floor. We danced freely, swinging our hips and shaking our heads.

The music, the alcohol, the dancing, they were all something I wouldn't really interact with normally. But drunk and high Rosabelle was contradictory to the normal rational one. Besides, I wasn't even a Beta anymore, I was nothing really. I had no responsibility!

Alpha female? Pft, my mate won't even sit down to have a conversation with me, I was not an Alpha.

Speaking of my mate, what the hell was wrong with him? Did he have some girl break him or something?

As if sensing my deep thoughts, Sarah groaned and dragged me to the bar again and sat me down on the stool.

'I can hear you thinking metres away! Relax, have fun and think later!'

I nodded and chased after her as we moved to the center of the dance floor again. We danced until our throats were dry as sand and we were glistening with sweat. Luckily, this club wasn't so crowded and neither was the dance floor, there was no excuse for my claustrophobia to kick in.

'I think we should get going.' Sarah panted, fanning herself. I nodded, unable to speak. My voice retired ages ago. 'Where's Sage?'

That was a good question. We lost him hours ago and he wasn't anywhere in our sight. Uh oh.

'Shit!' I yelled out, my voice returning from it's vacation. Sarah's eyes widened and she began to panic.

'Oh my God, Sebastian's going to slaughter me! Then revive me then murder me then repeat it on and on until he's dead!' Sarah cried out. I gulped. If she was talking about anyone else, I would have said she eas being ridiculous. But this was Sebastian, I didn't know a thing about him, I was going to have to take her word - actually, speech - for it.