Amnesia(DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 6: Bowling?

I woke up in an unfamiliar bed. The silk I’m used to turned to soft fur. WAIT FUR!!! IS THIS WOLF PELT?!?!?! I squirmed out of the bed and onto the hard wood carpet. UMPH. OUCH!! I was sleeping after our little fainting incident. JEEZ! Oops sorry. I looked up to see painted black walls with scattered picture of me and Damon. Us smiling at Pack meetings and Official Pack Law parties. Even when we first met each other two years ago. The 34th Annual Mateless Ball.

                                            ~Flashback~

I hated this night. This ball. This dress. Mateless people scurried about hoping to catch some action. I was fifteen and not wanting a mate anytime soon. All the packs met at this dance. Even though half of us was underage they had a full alcohol filled bar. The other packs had just meat heads for “men”. No mate options. My dress was so itchy and riding up my ass. The blue material was strapless and couldn’t wait to show off my B cup cleavage. I looked at all the ongoing guys. They were all afraid of me because of my dads high ranking. The clubs clock said it was 11:34pm, great two more hours of this. My best friends Emma and Marc were home cuddling and smooching. They were mates ever since they laid eyes at each other. I always third wheeled on their dates. I then felt a tug at my stomach. My wolf was hungry and desperate for a mate. I slowly slumped off on the wall and walked to the bar. These stupid heels were killing me! 3inch wedges gave me some height advantage. The bar was bare of any male. Good i just wanted a drink. Hard liquor or wine would suffice my craving. The crowd of people murmured as they looked at me. I was used to this attention since I was born. They split like the Red Sea, I smirked, I loved being the Alphas daughter. I sank into the faded red leather. “One Rain Dance.” I wanted this drink but the words didn’t escape my mouth. I turned to see Damon Evans. The eighteen year old bachelor of Blood Moon. Soon to be Alpha. Girls would give up their paws just to taste him. I looked at him dazed and confused. Why would he order me a drink? “Here you go Ms.Grove.” the bartender named Jack slid my drink to me. Jacks red hair was slicked back with too much gel and axe body spray. He flashed me a stained smile then turned away. I’m guessing Jack thought he was going to get lucky with me. Noobie. Damon sat next to me and just stared at me. I looked at my red liquid sizzling in strawberry sauce. The Rain Dance drink caused the hormones of a wolf to go berzerk and fasten the process to find a mate. I bet Damon thought he was going to get lucky. I drank the burning liquid in one gulp. “Wow, you really want a mate don’t you.” Damon chuckled at me. His face was god like. His blue eyes light up when I looked at him. His brown hair messy but sexy. Wait did I just say sexy? “No just taking the free drink to get away from a jailbait wanter.” I smirked at him with my flashing green eyes. I was in a mood to play. “Oh that hurts” Damon grabbed his heart and lifted up his shirt exposing a V molded body. I stared too long and then he smirked. “Like this jailbait hunter?” He playfully asked. “No” I answered with no confidence. Mate. Finally my wolf started to talk after three to four hours. But mate should have never escaped her mind. I felt Damon looking at me. His eyes showed what my eyes must have showed. Lust. Wanting. Mate. He gripped my waist and just stared at me. I could hear a few girls gasp and faint. He leaned down and whispered in my ear. “Mate.” Ever so slightly I fell into his arms. He picked me up and kissed me. I welcomed his tongue and we grinned through the kiss. My first kiss with the hottest guy in the packs. I wrapped my legs around him and he grabbed my butt. He hoisted me up to his waist. I felt him growl with lust. We broke apart unwillingly to get air. We looked in each others eyes. His blue eyes sparkled like the stars. I set my forehead on his and we stayed quiet. The quiet was good, everyone seemed to disappear from my mind. He set me down and held my waist protectively. I loved this feeling in my stomach like butterflies but on acid. “Jailbait hunter.” I smirked at him and touched his chest to give us space. His muscles bursted out of his black tee. His black jeans bulged well with white converse. I looked up and then the situation rained on me. I pushed away with force and before Damon could react, I was gone. I ran out of the club and looked for a cab. I whistled a yellow one and zoomed in. I could hear Damon rustle through the crowd. I saw him before I was gone into the city. “Why would you leave a mate lady?” The cab driver could sense the mate. He asked this probably not knowing who I was.

“ I don’t know I panicked.” I was day dreaming out the window night sky. Ten minutes later I was home. It was probably late, Mom would kill me. I unlocked the backdoor with my spare key. I had found my MATE! This shredded my mind into bits and I was so confused. I quickly took off my clanking heels and jumped to the staircase. I had to make sure my footsteps were silent and soft. The lights were off but I knew this house my heart so I eased through this catacomb. But I bumped into something unfamiliar. It was hard and soft and oozed muscle. MATE!! WAIT WHAT!?! How did he find me? I knew the packs knew of me but really? He knew my address that fast! “Why would you leave me?” He pouted. 

                      

                                 ~Flashback over~

I felt there was more to this picture but whatever. I then remembered how They called me to save my dad from Mad Wolf. I had ten months to save him and still keep us both alive. Damon also said that we needed to fully mate to complete a mission. It seemed everyone knew who THEY were except for me. Great I’m in the dark. We should do something fun today. My wolfs idea was great for a change. How about mini golf? Bowling? I started walking o the door to get out when I heard a groan. It was Damon in PAIN! I swung the door open to see a man in all black punching Damon with a metal rod. I growled and pounced at this man. He was ready and hit me with lightning, no really LIGHTNING! It shot from his hand and I fell into a bookcase. I was parialized and then the man took Damon. The man took Damon by the throat and slung him over his shoulder. With a flash Damon and this man was gone. I felt useless. I couldn’t even protect my mate from harm. Bowling? I guess not...