Crave You

~Hello~ 1

   The music is blaring as I walk through a crowd of people to get to Olive my best friend and the beta's daughter. I near her and see her sitting on some guy's lap making out. I roll my eyes and down her drink myself. I start walking towards the middle of the room where people are dancing. I close my eyes and start swaying with the music. I simply just drop the empty solo cup and move my hands along my body. I feel a hand being wrapped around my waist. I turn to see who it is. It's just some drunk college guy I spin around and grind my hips against him and run my hands through my hair.

   After a while of dancing, he whispers in my ear. "Wanna find somewhere a little more private." I sigh I really want to but being a wolf means no fooling around until you find your mate.

You got that right. My wolf Weave speaks up in the back of my mind I just mentally roll my eyes not worrying about replying. 

   "Sorry I'm good just trying to have fun," I scream above the music he understands and walks away probably to find some other drunk girl. I take out my phone and realize it's ten minutes past my curfew. "Shit," I cuss to myself I need to find Olive and we need to get the fuck out of here. I start weaving my way through people back to the last place I saw her. She is still there kissing some guy.

   I catch her eye and point to my wrist like it's a watch. She checks her phone and her eyes go wide. She hops off the guys' lap and runs towards me I grab her wrist and we start quickly making our way through the house. I have no texts or calls yet so they haven't checked the time yet.

   "We need to shift if we are going to make it before they notice we are gone," Olive says covering her self up a little more with her arms. It's still summer but it's still a little chilly.

   "Ok, but we need to get more into the forest so we don't get spotted," I say already heading that way. I strip out of my strapless blue tight dress and shift into my wolf. She is all black with unique cloudy grey eyes. Black and white wolfs are very rare and are supposedly more defiant and strong. I call bullshit though. We race back to the packhouse I let Weave take control since we will go much faster.  We go faster then Olive who fell behind I take back the reins as we get closer.

   I shift next to a clothes deposit that has clothes for when we turn. I put on a blue sundress and run inside just as Olive shifts. Our pack is fourth in ranks we are the Silver Shell pack. I enter the back door of the packhouse and immediately notice everyone is already asleep Olive already went to her house I just wanted to check on my dad he is usually still in his study at this time.

   "Vesper, you're late," he growls not bothering to look up from the papers scattering his desk he looks very tired and stressed. "You are the Alphas daughter you can't just be running around doing whatever you want you must set an example," this is like the millionth time he has given me this speech.

   Maybe you should start listening.

   Shut up Weave no one asked you. I reply to Weaves' comment.

   "Dad I'm eighteen I just wanna live life before my mate takes me away to be a housewife," I reply slouching down in one of the chairs seated in front of his desk.

   "Alpha Nash will be visiting us tomorrow," he says throwing down his pen and running his hands through his already messy hair. My jaw drops and I straighten up I know exactly what happens when his pack 'visits' anywhere. He runs the strongest pack in the world, not the country...the world.

   "What do they want?" I ask my jaw tightening and I ball my fists at my side my claws coming out and drawing blood I wince at the pain and retract my claws.

   "He is trying to find his mate." My eyes widen at his statement. I swear if I end up being his mate I'll shoot either him or myself.

   No, you will do whatever he wants. Sometimes I hate the way she wants to please everyone all the time.

   Sure. I answer sarcastically and mentally roll my eyes.

     "There is no way I'm his mate right?" I say my voice shrinking down like a mouse.

   "I doubt it, but there is always a possibility." I sigh a sigh of relieve as I shrink back into the chair.

   "What do you need me to do?" I ask hoping it isn't something too important that I could screw up.

   "You and the other unmated women will attend the gala we are holding, your mother and I can handle the rest," he says standing up unexpectedly and going to pour himself some more water.

  "Do I get to wear a fancy dress?" I ask I know fancy dresses are a little much, but I like to look good, shoot me.

   "Yes, it's required." I mentally give myself a high-five I'm going to look amazing...as always.