The Mate That Got Away

Chapter Ten

Friday night is here, and I found myself in the club with Liam constantly at my side.  I was wearing a pair of navy blue short Jean shorts and a black spaghetti strap tank top.  The dance floor was not my favorite places to be, but I was out there grinding away.  One of my newest favorite songs came on (Strip That Down by Liam Payne; he's from One Direction). 

Somebody from behind me grabbed my waist and was grinding on me I leaned into him and he put his face in the crook of my neck.  He began to kiss my neck, but I was too pained to even care.  Besides, it wasn't like nobody else wasn't making out on the dance floor.  I turned around and pulled his face to mine, not caring who I was.  He pulled me to him and grabbed my butt.  I sighed into his lips.

The guy pulled me off the dance floor and sat me on the bar counter.  He pulled my face to his as I wrapped my legs around his waist.  I could feel his hardness through the jeans he was wearing.  My lips were slowly becoming numb from kissing, but I didn't want to stop.  As a matter of fact, I wanted to do more.  Unfortunately somebody pulled the guy I was kissing away. 

I looked up to see Liam standing there with his eyes narrowed at me.  My eyes averted between him to the guy he pulled off of me.  I looked at the guy closer and realized it was Westly Martin.  He was starting this shit again.  I stood up and walked over to him and did something I would not have expected me to do, I slapped his face hard.  The crack was so loud people around me looked at me like I was trying to kill somebody. 

Westly grabbed his cheek and looked at me with a shocked expression.  He walked up to me and tried to pull my head to his again, but I shoved him away.

"You were kissing me two minutes ago, and now you want me to get away from you?  You know I can't do that."

"Get the hell away from me Westly.  I want nothing to do with you.  That's the second time you pulled that shit off.  One more time without my consent, I will have your ass on the ground."

"Right."

"I defend her honor," Liam spoke up.

"Yeah," one of Liam's friends said. 

"Get him Li!"
"Yeah, fuck him up."
"She's your girl, Alpha!"
"Hey shut the fuck up."
"Yeah Danny, she's right there."
"Dumb ass."

I laughed a little to myself before shit went down.  Westly jumped onto Liam and Li pushed him into the bar counter.  Westly threw a punch and then another, but none of them hit Liam.  When Westly paused for a moment Liam took this as an opportunity to swing, and knocked Westly to the floor.  To say Westly was shocked, was an understatement.  He laid on the ground, not moving except for his short breathes.

Liam came over to me and pulled me into a hug.  I hugged back thinking it would be weird if I didn't.  I guess in a way, Liam was sweet, but I didn't really have feelings for him.  That was until he hugged me.  I felt sparks, great.  I jumped up and looked at him with confusion.  He stared down and smiled at me.  Just then all of his friends began clapping.  I looked back at him and he was still smiling.

"I'll explain when I take you home," was all he said to me.

I stood there with a blank expression as he walked away.  What the fuck.  I was basically rejected by a mate to have another.  And this one, I fear, will be worse than the last one.  Why did the moon have to be so picky, sending me from one Alpha to the next.  I was weak, and didn't even want to be a Luna.  I was just glad I never had to meet the pack.  Now I have no choice.  I rejected Wyatt, and now I have Liam.

As I was standing there someone tapped my shoulder and I turned around to see Izabel and Justin holding hands.  I smiled, I thought they were a cute couple.  Izzy pulled me into a hug and I stumbled back from the impact.  Luckily Justin caught me before I fell.  I sent him a 'thank you' look before I started talking.