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*How I picture Andrea above*

Andrea's POV:

"Andrea, we're going to be late," my friend Tanya says. She convinced me to go to the pack party. Normally I avoid crowds, but I don't have a choice today.

The party is to celebrate the Alpha's son Dakota's return to the pack. He's been gone for a couple of years, for training.

I finish my hair, throwing it into a ponytail. I wanted to do something different, but I apparently don't have time. Grabbing a thin jacket, I exit my room, turning off the light as I do.

"It's about time," Tanya says, grabbing my arm and dragging me to her car. She's the Beta's daughter, so her car is nicer than mine.

Climbing in she speeds out of my driveway, "we could have walked you know," I tell her. She laughs, "in these heels, don't think so," she says. In reality, it's a twenty minute walk to the pack house, but a ten minute drive.

Arriving at the pack house, I can smell the most intoxicating scent, but Tanya pulls me the opposite direction. My wolf suddenly wanting to find our mate, "we'll look for him soon," I reassure her.

I allow Tanya to pull me away, as my wolf huff's in annoyance, at our friend. Tanya drags us to the backyard where our other friends are.

Then we all go to the dance floor, and dance. As I am dancing with Tanya, a pair of hands grip my shoulders and turns me around.

"Mate," the male says, as I look up at him. "Mate," I reply, quietly. He pulls me off the dance floor, and leans in for a kiss. And I do to, the kiss is heated, before we pull apart for air, panting.

He then takes me upstairs, into a room. I can smell the alcohol on his breath, but at his moment I don't mind.

Soon he has me on the bed and he undresses me and himself. Then he makes love to me, afterwards we both fall asleep in each other's arms.

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* I didn't mention that she is eighteen and so is he.

* It's not uncommon for mate's to actually mate when finding each other.

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