What happened last night?

Tyler's POV

 Of all people that I had to dance with this night it had to be her. She just spoiled my mood. How can anyone, especially a lady be that rude? Well, I wasn't really surprised. After all, it is Emily. She has always been like this; an annoying spoiled brat who lives on daddy's money and always thinks that people owe her something. I really doubt if her success is really hers. 

 Just like during the dance, when she stepped on me. I know she did it on purpose when I saw her smirk. I didn't want to lose my temper because everyone was watching and I didn't want to make a scene; my reputation was at stake. I wanted to let it go, but when I noticed that she wanted to do it again, I just couldn't take it. I stepped on her foot. Seeing her limp gave me a bit of satisfaction. 

 I knew she would react because she is Emily. So, I immediately made her fall and cut her. 

"Control yourself, Emily. Trust me, you really don't want to cause a scene here." I whispered into her ears.

I think she got the memo because she kept glaring at me after that. I must confess though; she does look kind of cute when she is angry and the way her eyes come together is so funny.

"Don't glare at me like that Darling. An eye for an eye." I said to her and smirked. She got what she deserved.

After the dance, we separated and I made sure to stay as far away as possible from her. God! She is a nuisance. You know, now I get why her marriage was called off.

"Did you like her?"

I turned and saw Oliver by my side. He looking at a particular direction. I followed his eye and I saw he was looking at Emily.

"Not in this lifetime." Was my reply.

Oliver looked at me and took a deep breath. "You do know you have to marry someday, right?" he asked with his brow up.

I gave him an obvious look. Of course, I know that. Mother has been bugging me about that for years now. But it can't be her. not in this life or the next. I can't marry a spoiled brat. How will she perform the duties of a Luna?

"Oh, remember we are hosting your birthday at the club tonight." Oliver reminded me.

I groaned. "Is that really necessary?"

"Of course, it is. the whole pack is coming to celebrate with you. Besides it is your first birthday since you became alpha. it is supposed to be a grand event but I know how you feel about it so I suggested a small party at a club."

To be honest, I wasn't ready for a party. I just wanted to go home, work and sleep. But he was right, it is supposed to be a grand event. Thank God he made some adjustments. The only way to thank him is to attend. 

I stayed for the party till around 11 pm when it was about to end. We checked into a hotel because it was so obvious that we were not going home today, or maybe tomorrow. I freshened up and we went to the club. All the guys were there. my close friends, important and close business associates, and those who were important to the pack were all at the club waiting for me. Oliver tried as much as possible to keep that circle small. 

Overall, the night was fun. The boys were having fun and the music was lit.

"Tyler, come on! Live a little." He said handing me a drink.

"You know I don't drink."

us, you don't need to behave so modest with us."

I looked at him skeptically.

"Look, I know you are alpha and everything and you have to keep a certain image but dude, today is your birthday, let lose a little."

When he was how much I was thinking about it he added, "And don't worry, I will be here if anything happens."

I looked at his enthusiastic face and the drink. I took the drink reluctantly and drank it all in one go. All the boys cheered and it made a laugh. I remember our high school days when we went to parties and had fun.

I let loose a little and had a few drinks- okay, maybe a bit more than a little because I didn't remember what happened after that. I just remember we had a lot of drinks but no drugs, I made sure of it.

"Wake up." I heard a distant voice. I was properly dreaming. But there was a painful tap on my arm and I knew it wasn't a dream.

"Get the fuck up, you bastard!" I heard an angry female voice. She hit me again but I didn't wake up; I didn't want to. I cleared my schedule for today so that I have my time and nothing will ruin it.

The voice stopped and moments later, I felt something cold splash on my body and I woke up immediately.

"Wake up you bastard. What the fuck happened last night?" 

I looked around me. I was in a hotel room, naked under the sheets. How did that happen?

I loomed up and saw a girl covered with white sheets. She was probably naked too. My vision was blurry so I could see her properly.

"Answer me you fucking asshole. What happened last night?" she came closer and held me by the shoulders, shaking me and asking me, then I saw the face properly. No, it can't!

I looked at her and then looked around me, the sheet and I were wet, we were both naked and there were little drops of blood on the sheets. what the heck happened last night?