10 Years... (boyxboy)

Chapter 1

Present Day

Jason POV

I roll over onto my back, drenched in sweat and utterly exhausted. I move the sheets of my bed so they only cover below my waist. The blonde girl next to me, who's name I've honestly forgotten, rolls onto her side, and starts tracing invisible designs with her talon-like nails on my bare chest. 

"You need to go." I grunt, not bothering to be nice.

She pouts, straddles me, and places her palms on my chest.

"Why?" She purrs. "You don't want to relive what just happened?"

Grabbing her wrists, I force a fake smile. "I loved what just happened, sweetheart, but the other alpha is coming soon and I need to make sure everything will go perfectly."

Her overdone brows furrow, and if I didn't know how stupid she is, I would've thought she was thinking.

"Fine." She agrees, and gently steps onto the floor, showing me all of her. I look away, not because I'm afraid I'll lose control, but the opposite. She disgusts me. Sure, she has a model-like body, but I just don't want her. I want my mate. Every time I do this, I'm disgusted with myself. Why didn't I just wait for my mate, instead of lose my virginity at 15 because I was a horny teen? I would have stopped, I know, if it hadn't been for my mate. She slept with someone. How do I know? I felt it, like knives to my heart. Every. Single. Time. So, what did I do? I retaliated. Had more sex. Now, it's like a competition. She sleeps with someone, then I do, then she does. I always wait for her (multiple times a night - or day - don't count), and she always waits for me. 

Everyone wants me to get a luna. They have ever since I was 16 and my parents died. "A pack isn't complete without an alpha and a luna." I just can't find her. But, there isn't any point looking. The fates have your life planned out. Your mate will walk into your life when you need her the most. Supposedly.

It takes me a few minutes to realize that he blonde has left. I groan, and start searching for my clothes. I find my underwear, and at that exact moment there's a knock on the door. I quickly pull them on, and answer my door to find my beta, Oli. 

"What do you want?" I ask him.

Oli doesn't seem phased my my attitude, which makes sense, because he deals with me everyday. "The alpha of the New Moon pack will be here soon. Please be ready, and not practically naked."

"Alright." I say, closing the door in his face. Rolling my eyes, I head over to my closet and find a tight-fitting red and black flannel. I pull it on, buttoning it and rolling the sleeves halfway between my wrist and my elbow. I grab a pair of grey almost skinny jeans from my dresser and shimmy into them. I turn to the door mirror of my closet, and groan when I see that it's blurry. I quickly find a random pair of shoes and throw them on. I begin running down the stairs of the house that Oli, his family, and I share. 

I see a muscular body that must be Oli's, because who else would be here?

I tap Oli on the shoulder and pout "Do you know where my glasses are?"

"Um," a voice much deeper than Oli's says. 

I hear a bunch of laughter, and someone grabs my hand. "Jason, I'm Oli, and your glasses are right here." Oli laughs, handing me my glasses. I feel myself flush as I put them on. 

I shoot Oli a glare and turn to the guy that I touched earlier, seeing a really attractive, dark, brooding man. His hair is thick and blacker than night, his skin is pale and lacks blemishes, and his coffee colored eyes are slightly slanted, like someone in his family was Asian.