The Lost Lycan Princess

chapter 3 - Drunk and Desire

So this is what I pictured Alison would look like. Like I said before, if you have your own image of her, that great. Read in and enjoy. I'm open to any suggestions or ideas you guys may have. Thanks for reading.

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The rest of the week flew by like a breeze. As Friday approached, I was really excited about heading out. Kiera had heard of a new private club for wolves that just opened down town called "Eclipse" and we were excited to check it out. But what I didn't know was this night was going to change my life forever.

Putting on my last coat of mascara and fixing my long dark brown hair up in a messy bun, I left the bathroom and walked back into my room to dress. A tight black strapless mini dress layed on my bed as I searched for some heels that would match best.

I didn't head out much to clubs or bars.
Kiera was the wild one of us both but when I did decide to go out, I usually end up getting drunker then I plan and making a fool of myself. Alcohol doesn't really agree with me and I decided night was going to be a sober one.

Walking out into the kitchen, I was stunned but a hot women standing in front of me with a smile like the Chessire cat taking over her face, showing her perfect white teeth. Wearing a sexy backless pink dress the showed off her hour glass figure, her blonde hair fell in loose curls that ended at her shoulder and her piercing blue eyes stood out under the layers of mascara. Kiera was a sight for sore eyes and I knew any man that seen her tonight would be taken away by her beauty. She approached me holding two shot glasses that I assumed were full of some type of alcohol.

"Drink up" she said as she offered her hand out for me to take one of the glasses.

"Sorry, not tonight babe I'm staying sober" I stated shaking my head.

"Oh come on Ali, just one shot. It's tequila" she pouted her lips, giving me her puppy dog face as she used my nickname.

"Remember what happened last time?" I asked raising my eyebrow and folding my hands across my chest.

"Mm..not really" she laughed as she spoke.

"Me either, that's why I'm staying sober tonight" I joked grabbing my handbag from the counter top and turing back at her.

"Only one and I'm not leaving until you take it". Why did she have to be so stubborn all the time?

Hearing the cab pull up outside the building, I gave in to her, downing the shot. I knew how stubborn she can be and I didn't have the time to be arguing with her about this. It was almost 10.30 pm and the club would be opening soon.
We walked to the cab and gave the driver our location as he drove us away from home and towards the bright lights of the town.

As the music got louder, the crowd got bigger. Standing at the bar, Kiera and I was busing talking while we waited for the bar tender to bring us our drinks. The club was huge and extremely crowed as tonight was the opening night and wolves from near by packs came. My non alcohol night wasn't going as planned due to the fact that Kiera made me try three different cocktails and four shots for the length of time we were here. I could feel the effects of the alcohol begining to kick in and decided it was time to stop.

As the bar tender delivered our drinks to us, Kiera was dragged onto the dance floor by an unknown male, leaving me standing alone at the bar. Slowly sipping the cocktail that was in front of me, I began scrolling through my iPhone. Suddenly I could feel tension around me as I smelt a familiar scent coming from behind. I quickly turned, getting ready to go into a defensive mode, only to see a tall handsome man standing in front of me with a smirk on his face. It was the same man from the diner last week. Rolling my eyes, I looked up at him, waiting for him to speak first.

"You just couldn't stay away from me could you?" He asked using a sexy tone as he stepped closer to me and I stepped back, hitting my back against the bar counter.

"Your the one who approached me. What do you want?" I asked using with a hint of sarcasm in my voice.

"I want you" the bleach blonde hair man said as he took another step toward me and placed both his hands against the counter, trapping me in. "You see, your the first girl who ever rejected me and it made me interested" he spoke, looking me straight in the eyes.
"And why would that make you interested when you got rejected?" I laughed at the question I asked as it played in my mind.

I felt a bit light headed and my body started to feel numb. I took it as a sign that the alcohol was doing it's work and pushed back my cocktail that was already half drank at this stage.

"Because I consider it a challenge and I love a challenge" his voice got deeper and I could sense lust in his brown eyes. The fear quickly took over my body as I stared at panic. I knew I was vulnerable in this state and I was no match for a strong male wolf like the one before me. I turned my back to him, hinting that I wasn't interested when I felt a body come against mine from behind and a hand wrapped around my waist. I took deep breaths, trying to control the fear within me.

"I want to rip off that dress and see what's under neath it" the same voice whispered in my ear and I felt the hairs on my back stand as my heartbeat increased. My wolf whimpered at the fact a male was standing so close to that wasn't our mate.

Closing my eyes and taking a deep breath in, I turned to face him, trying to make myself look confident.

"I already told you I'm not interested" I tried to sound as intimating as I could but failed.

"I can see you've had a little to much to drink so how about I take you home?" His voice was getting deeper and eyes darker as he traced his finger from my neck down to my collarbone. Shivers erupted within me at the thought of another man who wasn't my mate touching me and I knew the thoughts he was having was sinister ones. I pushed his hands away for me, taking a step to walk away and find Kiera so I could get the hell away from this monster. I felt a strong hold on my harm as he swung me back around.

Fear took control of me as my eyes widened and I gasped. The blonde hair man who tried to seduce me few minutes previous was stand over me with dark eyes. His grip tightened around my wrist as he pulled me closer to him.

"Where do you think your going?" The anger came into his voice as breath increased. I went weak at the knees, my body trembling, my voice lost. I wanted to scream, to run away from this monster but I couldn't find the courage to move or speak. Then a loud growl erupted that shook me to my core.

I watched as the man was swung my the throat against the glass cabinet behind the bar and fell to the ground. The whole club froze and everyone backed away from around us as the music stopped.

I saw as he came before me, anger possessed his body and mind as he grabbed me by my waist and pulled me close against his body; my arms on his chest and my eyes contacted with his piercing blue ones. He inhaled deeply, taking in my scent and I could see him slightly calming and his breathing relaxed a bit.

I could feel his firm abs beneath my hands and a shiver of calmness came over me. I felt safe in the arms of this beautiful stranger. But why? What did this mean?
One word came from his mouth; that's as all it took for me to understand what was going on.

"Mate" he whispered and I froze.