The Royal Mask

Chapter 13

Ophelia POV

Whenever there was music and dance I would always feel as though my heart was pumping out adrenaline enough to make me move along with rhythm.

As I was lost in music. Someone bumped into us. I turned to see Tom winking at me and Jen. Wait if Tom is here Nate must be here too. 

I turned and found Nate sitting at the bar and smirking at me. He looked handsome with washed out jeans and a dark grey shirt. I could see many girls looking at him in awe. He looked as though he was a male model of a magazine posing with a beer bottle in his hand and giving that sexy smirk.

But when he saw the guy with whom I was dancing that smirked was wiped off turning into a thin line. So I wasn't the only one affected. I was enjoying his jealousy but he beat me to it when he started dancing along with some blonde girl besides me. I was beyond angry when she pulled him down by his neck trying to kiss his lips but missed it when he pushed her slightly away. I was relieved to see that.

The guy I was dancing with was totally wasted, he stepped on my foot a few times but I kept my cheerful face on because if Nate knows he will definitely make fun of me.

I glared at my dance partner when he groped my ass. Hell! He seriously needs a beating now. I was about to push him away but Nate pushed me behind a bit standing in front of me and facing the drunkard.

"Its time for you to go, dude." He said anger in his voice. I couldn't see his face but I'm sure he would be glaring because that guy immediately scurried off the dancefloor.

I was grateful but I didn't want to thank Nate. So I turned to walk out, he grabbed my wrist and turned me around. I lost my balance and fell onto him, our bodies pressed against each other. I could feel electric tingling all over my body. My face was pressed against his hard chest so I could hear his heart beats clearly even over the loud music.

His heart beats synchronizing with mine.

I looked up to see him already looking down at me with heated gaze. He was standing stiff holding me close.

"Dance with me..." He said in a husky voice, it came out as a whisper but I could hear it clearly since I am a werewolf.

I nodded and he placed his hands on my waist pulling me close. I could feel the warmness of his hands seeping through the thin fabric of my dress. It felt so good. Afterall he is my mate right?

"Uhm..thanks for earlier."

"I had to stop him before he thought you were dancing for him. And we know you were not." He said and smirked.

Damn it! I was just trying to get a reaction out of Nate earlier otherwise why would I dance with some drunkard and he knows that.

I decided to ignore the meaning behind his sentence and danced with him. He smiled too. I could see his dimples and for the first time the smile was for me and not for other girls.

There was no space in the dancefloor but when we started moving and dancing I could feel people watching us and giving us space. We danced and laughed totally forgetting about the rest of the people besides us. It felt right. I felt completed and safe with his hands around me.

"Beautiful" he muttered while smiling at me. Did he mean me? Am I dreaming? Is the hot popular guy who  ignores me everytime and who is my mate and apparently he is clueless about that called me beautiful.

"Why flirt with me when you have your beautiful Lizzie." I said raising my eyebrows.

"What, you jealous?" He said watching me in amusement.