Moonstruck ✔️

chapter 4

Shay Kingsley

"Get up, we're going to the pack house." My dad said, drawing the curtains in my room open and waking me up from my peaceful slumber.

"Why? Is something wrong?" I frowned, forcing my body to drag itself out of my bed.

"Have you really forgotten what day it is?" He looked at me with a raised eyebrow.

I shook my head and he sighed in disappointment, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Dear Goddess, what did I do to deserve such a disappointment for a son who forgets even the simplest things?"

My heart ached at his words, my already bad mood from my lack of sleep has just been worsened.

"It's the Alpha's sisters mating ceremony. Which means that every male wolf needs to be attending. So, make yourself look presentable and come downstairs when you're ready."

"But I have work today," I protested, feeling the panic setting in.

He still had no idea that I was gay let alone having found my mate the day before, who was a guy. As much as I was excited because I knew Dominic would be there and I'd get to see him again, I didn't want to go. I'd rather be at the cafe doing shifts late into the night like always.

Unfortunately, I knew that my parents would be which means that they wouldn't let me out of their sight and so I would have no choice but to stay and mingle.

"I know, I've already called in sick for you. Now, get dressed it's a big day for you today. It could be you that's mated to the Alpha's sister and wouldn't it be amazing if you were mated to a child of a high ranking wolf?" And with that he left, shutting the door behind him and his footsteps descending down the creaky wooden stairs.

Oh, if he only knew. Except my mate wasn't short with beautiful black curls and blue eyes but instead built with muscle with tattoos littering his entire God-like body.

I stood up from my bed still only in a pair of boxers from the night before. I headed into my small bathroom that was attached to my room and took a quick shower. Once I was done I wrapped a towel around my waist and headed back into my room in search for clothes to wear.

I decided on a simple pair of black skinny jeans, a black long-sleeve turtle neck shirt and a dark burgundy blazer. Checking myself out in the body length mirror on the doors of my wardrobe I had to say that I was very happy with my outfit choice. I sprayed some cologne all over me and put on my shoes, then headed downstairs.

When I reached the bottom of the stairs I was met with my parents staring impatiently at me with my mum clinging onto my dads arm.

"Are you ready?" She asked, tapping her foot against the wooden floor beneath her.

I nodded silently, not daring to tell them that I was starving and hadn't eaten since yesterday morning. With that we left the house and began walking over to the large mansion that was the pack house. It was only a two minute walk from our own house since all the homes were relatively close-by.

As we neared the pack house I noticed that all the other eligible males who were eighteen and over were also walking towards the house- some with their parents, like me and others alone.

Upon entering the house I was already wishing I could turn around and sprint back right into my bed for the rest of the day. There were people everywhere and it was incredibly loud, with the sounds of champagne glasses clinging, people laughing and chatting away and faint classical music in the background.

"Champagne?" Asked a butler who appeared in front of us with a tray resting in his palm with skinny champagne glasses.

I immediately grabbed one and downed it while my parents also grabbed one, nudging me in the ribs to not be so greedy. I didn't care. I was here and I didn't want to be and I sure as hell would make this an unpleasant experience for them.