Zara's Point of View
We were sitting in the Uber now heading off to the nightclub. It had been ages since Aláine and I had gone out together. She didn't often come out with me because she was such a study nerd, but I had finally managed to persuade her tonight.
I shouldn't really have called her a study nerd. She spoke seven languages, after all. I just had a fine arts degree and had no idea if it would be useful for anything worthwhile.
At least the study part of our lives was over, and this was a chance for us to let loose. Aláine looked great in one of my dresses, and I hoped she would let her hair down for a change. Maybe even pick up a hunky male. I was also taking Aláine to this particular nightclub for the first time.
I was hoping that I would get a chance to see Noah. If I introduced him to Aláine, I could see what she thought of him. He was amazingly good-looking, but my brain turned to candy floss every time I looked at him. Conversation was not something we spent a lot of time on.
I was not sure what nationality he was, but he looked Mediterranean. His skin was olive like he was Spanish or Italian. Certainly his was much lighter than mine, and I thought we complemented each other. He was taller than me, and I wasn't that short at 1.74 metres. I did like tall men. And then there was his body. Oh. Em. Gee! He was ripped. His muscles were rock solid all the way down to his... And that... He was almighty.
I wanted to find out everything there was to know about him, but I wondered if he would even tell me. He was not good at discussing himself or disclosing any information. There was something secretive about him, and I wanted to get to the bottom of it. His bottom. Rock hard like his arms and abs.
I wanted to get into him so desperately. Whenever I touched his skin, it was like little mini electric shocks or sparks. When he was inside of me, it was mind-blowing. I was addicted to him from the first time we had sex. We'd hooked up quite a few times so far (I'd lost count), and each time left me wanting more of him. When I looked into his eyes, brown with flecks of gold, I was mesmerised.
"... will be many tonight?" Aláine asked.
"Sorry, what?" I answered.
I hadn't been listening to her at all. It was just me and lover boy.
"So you think there will be many tonight?" Aláine asked again.
"Yeah. Should be. It is rather popular," I replied.
Once out of the Uber, it was just a matter of smiling at the bouncer and heading in. All the others in the queue didn't get to do this, but I was a regular. I could hardly wait to see if Noah was there tonight.
Excitement bubbled inside me, and I figured I was probably leaning towards getting my heart broken. Still, I was a Noah addict, and I couldn't change it even if I wanted to.
Once inside, I looked to see if I could see him. Noah was here, and it didn't take me long to find him. He was standing next to another guy who was slightly taller and quite imposing.
There were a bunch of females hanging around them, trying to get noticed, but Noah and his friend were ignoring them. Suddenly, I felt pretty aggressive and wanted to rip them to shreds. How dare they try and take what's mine. What is wrong with me? I have never felt that way about anyone before, especially a man.
Aláine's Point of View We arrived at the club and there was already quite a queue waiting outside. Lots of young girls in skirts even shorter than mine. I could hear the music from inside. It was typical dance music, and I had to admit that I liked dancing. Zara waved out to the bouncer at the door when we got there, and we were let in—no having to wait in line with her. "Is there anyone you don't know?" I asked. Zara just laughed and continued to lead me into the nightclub. As we got into the central part of the club, I looked around and immediately, an incredibly handsome man drew my eyes. He looked slightly older than me and tall with dark curly hair. I couldn't help but stare. My heart was beating so fast just from looking at him. I was surprised by my reaction, as I was usually too busy studying or working to worry about men. He turned around as if he knew I was looking at him and we both stared at each other. The music seemed to be turned down, and it felt like it had been
Kristof's Point of View I noticed her the moment she entered the club. The subtle scent of blossoms was remarkably different from the rest of the room. The fragrance was driving me wild and overpowered all other smells in the room. She was stunningly beautiful in an elegant way but seemed out of place here. I caught her staring at me. I wondered if she felt as drawn to me as I was to her. I smiled seductively at her, and she blushed and looked away. It seemed so innocent. I could certainly hope. "My mate!" I growled softly to Noah, "and human." Noah looked in the same direction as I was looking. "Surely not the dark-skinned one in the red dress?" he said. "I hope not because we have hooked up a couple of times." That could be awkward since I was his Alpha, but I assured him I meant the strawberry blonde in the black dress next to her. "Not her." "Her friend?" Noah confirmed. "Well, that is fortuitous." I started to go up to claim my mate, even though I knew she was human. I wa
Noah's Point of View When Kristof and I arrived at the nightclub, we immediately found Lucas, the unmated Alpha of the Midnight Pack. His pack were situated in the city and ran the nightclub, among other businesses. I had heard that he was pretty hands-on with the nightclub. "Welcome, Alpha Kristof, Beta Noah," said Lucas bowing. "Are you here for personal, pack or kingdom business?" "Personal, Alpha Lucas," Kristof replied. "I was directed to your city to find my mate." "May you find our next Queen soon and easily," he replied. "Enjoy your time in my club." With that, he went off to attend to business. As usual, we were surrounded by many unmated female wolves hoping to attract an Alpha or Beta. There were even some human females staring at us with desire. Neither Kristof nor myself were interested unless they were destined to be our true mates. I had already found mine, but she was human, and I wasn't entirely sure whether it would be an issue or not. It was one thing for m
Aláine's Point of View Fuck! Right this moment, my world was on shaky ground. It was all too much and I wanted to get out of the nightclub, and not necessarily with anyone else. I was determined not to be weak. I was not a crier. Not now or ever, and I would stick to that come hell or high water. "Damn! I am losing it," I sternly told myself. "Come on, damn it! Focus and get control!" Apart from being upset by Tyra's comments and confused by this man, I didn't like the feeling of not being in control. I also didn't like the oversexed, gorgeous hunk of a male who smelt like grass after the rain, whose light touch on my waist was sending a frisson down my body. Oh, who was I kidding? I needed to amend that thought. I just hated the feeling of not being in control. That oversexed, gorgeous hunk of a male who smelt like grass after the rain is exactly what I liked and really, really wanted. "I'm not going anywhere with you until you explain yourself," I threatened, trying to sound br
Aláine's Point of View I wished he wasn't so close to me; it was truly hard to focus. When he brought his face close to mine, I could feel his breath lightly on my face. I must have been blushing by now. I certainly felt like my face was as red as a beetroot. Shaking my head, I said, "That's no indication. Every woman in the club is probably attracted to you. You are a walking candy store of attraction." It was Kristof's turn to chuckle now, which was unnerving because he was so damn sexy. I ought to make a mental note that he certainly was a walking candy store, and I had a sugar craving. Again, I tried to shake my head to try and dispel the effect he was having on me. It wasn't working very well. Taking a deep breath and with a slightly audible quiver in my voice, I said to Kristof, "I am not going with you tonight. I have a life. Well... I have a part-time job and a pet, and that's my life. If you want me, take me on a date. We need to get to know each other first." Kristof
Cassandra's Point of View Tyra and I went clubbing as usual. This was our little nightclub where we met for the first time. We were sitting at a table close to the dance floor, hanging out with some friends. The nightclub had the added bonus of being owned by the Midnight Werewolf Pack. Not the same as my brother's pack, but one of the packs swearing allegiance to the Kingdom of the Grey Moon. "Speak of the Devil," I said under my breath. I could just make out my brother Noah and Alpha Kristof. I was proud that Noah was Alpha Kristof's Beta. They had just finished talking to Alpha Lucas, who owned the club and ran the city-based pack. "What was that?" responded Tyra. "I was just thinking of Noah, and who should I see?" I answered. Tyra smiled at me. "Oh shit! What is she doing here?" she exclaimed. "What's up, my love?" I asked. "I've just seen my cousin Aláine," answered Tyra. "She's here with Zara." "Is that the Zara who has been hooking up with Noah?" I asked, smiling.
Aláine's Point of View It was morning time all too soon, as I slowly opened my eyes and stretched. I was drained, bordering on exhausted, when I sat in the kitchen holding my first cup of coffee for the day. Every last detail I could remember from last night has been running through my mind, not to mention some highly erotic moments involving Kristof. They hadn't actually happened, but I wished they had. Damn, he was sexy, and there was no doubt that I was attracted to him. Who wouldn't be? So what did happen last night? Everything seemed surreal. This incredibly sexy, attractive specimen of manhood had walked into my life and said we were destined to be mated forever. To top it off, this was all determined by some obscure Moon Goddess. I was not a religious person whatsoever. Typically, my warning bells would be going off majorly, but for some strange reason, they weren't. Still sitting at the kitchen table, now nursing a lukewarm cup of coffee, I found my mind focusing back on
Zara's Point of View Aláine and I sat in her bedroom while she went through her wardrobe. Yay! My BFF was going on a date tonight, and I was absolutely thrilled for her. Aláine didn't go out much and didn't date anyone after the issues with her ex-boyfriend, Marc. She often turned guys down that I wouldn't have. Well, at least until I met Noah. Marc was an arsehole because she wouldn't sleep with him. Now she was going out with this gorgeous-looking guy, who was a werewolf. "I'm dating a werewolf," Aláine said incredulously. "I'm going on a date. Seriously, what the fuck am I doing?" "You will be fine," I replied. "Werewolf or not, Kristof seems like a nice guy. I know Noah is, so I am sure he is too." "But I don't date!" she exclaimed. "Hold on, are you nervous because he is a werewolf or because you are going on a date?" I asked. "Yes!" she said nervously. At this point, I was trying not to laugh at her. She really needed to get out more and realise that not every guy was li