Broken

Ch. 1

Stephanie spent two hours showering and getting ready for her birthday party. She decided to wear a bright red dress that reached above her knees. Her long black hair was down in waves. With less than an hour left until the party, her best friend. Clairie, joined her in the bathroom. She was already dressed in a black dress which hugged her curves in all the right places.

"Are you excited?" she asked as Stephanie applied mascara to herself, "It has to be John."

Claire believed that Stephanie's boyfriend, John, was going to be Stephanie's mate. Although, she would be happy for Stephanie, deep inside their relationship made Claire jealous. She blamed it on John's handsome looks and funny personality. The connection that Stephanie and John shared made everyone believe they were meant to be. 

"Has to be," Stephanie said trying to reassure herself as she felt butterflies in her stomach. Everyone werewolves gets a mate. A mate was short for soul mate. The person in which one spends the rest of their life with. On a wolf's 18th birthday, they can sense who their mate is. Only one werewolf needs to be 18 in order to find who their mate is. Stephanie's 18th birthday came before Johns. 

Claire was chatting away as Stephanie fixed her hair. She pushed Claire's hair in a high pony tail while curls on the ends.

Claire was a good friend. She cared a lot about Stephanie. They became friends instantly during their freshman year of high school. They were both part of the cheer-leading squad and always found themselves with each other on the weekend. They were one of the most popular people in school. Popularity and people's reception of her was what Stephanie cared about the most. 

"Oh no," Claire said suddenly causing Stephanie to panic a little.

"We're late," she said pointing to her phone that said 7:10. Time was going by so fast.

Stephanie quickly set Claire's hair with hairspray and said, "Let's go."

Stephanie took one last look in the mirror examining herself. She looked perfect.

They put on their black heals and made their way to the pack house that was a couple houses down the street. The party had already started without them. They could hear the loud thudding of the music as they made their way to the house. There were pack members everywhere. Stephanie entered the house and the pack house had turned into a night club. Everyone she knew was invited and then everyone she invited practically invited everyone they knew. The house was smoky and hot. There were bodies everywhere. Some just chatting, some drinking, but most of them were on the dance floor grinding away.

Stephanie found herself quickening her pace as she headed into the crowd of dancers. Suddenly she got a whiff of the most alluring smell she could ever take in.

"He's here!" Stephanie had to practically shout into Claire's ear for her to hear what she was saying. Claire became giddy as she got excited for her friend to meet her soul mate. She grabbed her hand and started pulling her into the crowd more.

Claire didn't stop moving, holding tight to her friend's hand until she found John on the edge of the dance floor by the snack table. The intriguing smell got stronger as they moved.

"Go get him," Claire whispered closely into Stephanie's ear before pushing her forward to the future alpha.

Stephanie locked eyes immediately with John. But she felt nothing different. John opened up his arms to comfort his girlfriend who he had hoped would be his mate.

"It's okay," he said as she wrapped her arms around his body. They stood in this hugging position with his cheeks resting on the top of her head. The music became silent to Stephanie as she starred absently into space trying not to cry on her birthday. Her wolf and her were so sure that John, the future alpha, was going to be their mate.