Chapter 6

Willow POV

The venue looked fantastic. I had already caught up with Samantha and some of the other girls from school. My parents mingled with family and local pack leaders that had been invited. Brett’s parents were here and my dad was enjoying his conversation with Brett’s father, Alpha Robert, at the bar. He and Robert grew up together and had a similar friendship to Brett and Jeremy. They remained the closest of friends and confidants. We knew if we ever needed help Robert would be there and vice versa.

I walk up to my father and give him a kiss on the cheek.

“Ah there’s my Princess.” He says giving me a side cuddle.

“Hello Alpha Robert.” I greet. He is slightly shorter than Brett but holds more bulk. The sign of an Alpha. He has brown hair that is starting to grey and green eyes like his son. He is dressed in a 3-piece suit and holding a cigar in one hand.

“My goodness Willow, is that you? You have turned into a beautiful young lady. Who is he?” He asks.

“Who is who?” I ask confused.

“The lucky man that has stolen your heart?” He teases. I laugh and dad answers for me.

“None of that just yet Rob, she is only 16, don’t stress me out more than I already am.”

Stressed, why is Dad stressed? I look between the two men who smile at me as if knowing something I do not. I stare at Dad. Looking at him now, he seems to have aged. He is still the gentlest man I have ever met, yet still powerful and firm as an Alpha. He has grey short hair but brown eyes that match Louis’s.

Mum walks over to join us with Luna Amelie, Brett’s mother.

“Hello my gorgeous girl.” She kisses both my cheeks and squeezes me into an embrace.

“You look stunning.”

“Thank you Luna Amelie, you look amazing.” I add.

Luna Amelie has always been gentle towards me, even though she has a reputation for being quite a ruthless Luna. She is wearing a silver silk dress and diamond earrings. She has long wavy brown hair, the same colour as Brett’s, that is styled into a side ponytail. She gives me a once over before turning back to my Mum.

“A fine Luna in the making Eve.” She whispers to my Mum. I frown, my parents know exactly how I feel about being second act to an Alpha. I would rather lead a pack myself.

“Willow is more of a Luna rights supporter.” My mum winks at Amelie.

I huff and decide to leave the conversation before I start to get too political for my own liking.

A couple of hours later my parents bid us farewell with Louis and the rest of the adults leave. I check the time on my phone to see it is 11.30pm. I go to the bar to get a soft drink knowing I need to stop drinking to give myself a couple of hours to be able to drive home. Werewolves burn off alcohol more quickly than our human friends, but I still do not want to get told off by the police if there is a trace of alcohol in my system when driving home.

Facing the bar waiting for the bartender to serve me I hear a voice whisper in my ear.

“Are you having a good time?”

I turn to see Jason standing next to me, a bit too close. I can smell alcohol on his breath and his eyes seem to be struggling to stay focused. He has definitely been drinking all night.

“Hi Jason, yes thank you. Sorry about earlier.” I apologise. He waves his hand as if to push my apology to one side.

“Don’t worry about it. So, what are we drinking…shots?” He suggests which feels me with dread.

“Erm no I can’t now, I’m driving shortly, so I am on sodas from now on.”

“Oh, that’s a shame, I had hoped to give you a ride or you give me one?” He adds looking at me with a hungry lust.

“Sure, I can give you a ride home if that helps?” I reply.

He steps closer, pulling me into him and placing one hand on my lower back, the other on my thigh and starts to slowly drag it up my leg to the hem of my short dress.

“No no.” He whispers. “For you to ride me.”

I gulp, looking at him in disbelief feeling his hand getting higher up my thigh. Feeling very uncomfortable I shout through the mind link.

“JEREMY…help!”

I hear a threatening growl from the side of the pool and everyone goes quiet, looking at my brother. Everyone then follows his gaze to the bar where Jason has his hand almost under my dress and me trying to push him away.

In a second, I feel Jason being pulled away from me and my brother standing in front of me, blocking me from Jason.

“What the fuck man?” Jason shouts pinching his bloody nose. I peek around my brother’s shoulder to see Brett had pulled Jason off me and clearly punched him in the face.

“Don’t you ever touch her again. Now fuck off!” Brett seethes through his teeth.

“I’ll be having words with you tomorrow, Jason. This level of disrespect will be punished!”

Jason looks at me but my brother pushes me back behind him.

“GET OUT!” Jeremy screams.

Jason walks away towards the car park. Jeremy turns and looks at me.

“Are you ok? What the fuck were you thinking?”

“Thinking? I was having a drink and he started talking about me riding him before placing his disgusting hand on me. How is any of this my thought?” He goes to say something, but I cut him off with my hands in the air.

“And don’t you dare say anything about my dress. I should be able to wear what the fuck I want without being leered at.” I challenge Jeremy.

I hear a cheer from the girls at the party, the music starts to play again, and everyone goes back to how they were.

Jeremy sighs, pinches the bridge of his nose in frustration. Knowing better than to revisit the topic, he kisses my cheek and walks away.

He leaves me in the presence of Brett who is wiping Jason’s blood off his hands with a cloth from the bar.

Brett is a good 6ft 2inches tall. Most Alpha men seem to be tall. He steps closer to me looking down at me. I struggle to hold his intense gaze and look down. Traitor tears start to run down my face at the realisation of what I just went through. He grips my chin and forces my head up to meet his gaze. He wipes away the tears with both hands and cups my face.

“Not your fault.” He says shaking his head.

“You did the right thing in mind-linking your brother. I just wish you could mind-link me too.” He says kissing my closed eyes.

“You’d have to join our pack for that to happen.” I reply. He looks at me, his eyes burning into my soul.

“That’s not the only way Willow.” He pulls away from me when Lizzie and Samantha run up to me.

“Babe are you ok?” I nod in response, too stunned to reply at what Brett had just said.