Arabella’s POV
“DOWN IT, DOWN IT!” Giving Susie and Sara what they wanted I bought the beer pitcher to my lips and downed the entire drink. The earthy yet lemony zing felt refreshing for a second before the fizzy bitter aftertaste kicked in.
Slamming the empty jug onto the bar the girls cheered. It was my twenty-first birthday, and we were going to celebrate in style. The room may be spinning by the time we were finished but isn’t that what makes a good night. At least for a wolf it is, because for us, it’s incredibly hard to get absolutely shit faced!
“I don’t know about you girls but I’m in dire need of the little girls room.”
“Good shout Su! I just hope there isn’t a que!”
“It’s a Friday night, of course there’s going to be a que!” I couldn’t help but chuckle as I listened to Susie and Sara. They always found the strangest things to turn into a conversation, but I wouldn’t be without them.
“Hey isn’t that the guy that tried to hit you up earlier?” Standing from the bar I turned to look in the direction Sara pointed in and growled.
Susie had been crushing on him for the last few months but had never worked up the courage to ask his name. Until tonight. After a few drinks she walked straight up to him a plastered the biggest kiss on his lips, all before introducing herself. Though he already knew her name. Turned out he had his eye on her too, or so she thought until this moment.
“How could he move on so quick?” Hearing the hurt in her voice had me wanting to rip the guy’s head from his shoulders but I knew it wasn’t worth outing what we are.
“That’s humans for you. If they can’t get you bent over within five minutes they move on.” I glared at Sara who instantly went quiet. She may be right, but Susie was upset enough as it was and right now brutal honesty wasn’t what she needed.
These girls were the first people I met when I arrived in town. I was even more stunned to find out they were also my college roommates. We were from two different worlds yet got on like a house on fire. Though I think the main reason we get on so well is that their also wolves.
My father is an Alpha to a relatively small pack while my besties are rogues. If we followed every other packs example I would have hated them the moment I saw them. Had my father been any other Alpha I probably would have, but unlike other pack leaders he taught me that every wolf is alike and should never be judged by their title. That includes rogues. My parents believe that some cut ties with their packs because they just simply prefer the quiet life, that they’re not all bad news. Although that being said these girls have certainly gotten me into trouble more often than not.
As we approached the toilets a large warm hand wrapped around my wrist pulling me away from the girls. My back was quick to hit the wall as his lips smashed into mine the minty taste of his tongue roaming every inch it could. Dave was my latest fling. He was tall and blonde and fuck me was he good with his hands. Traditionally a she wolf would wait for their mate, but hey, as I’ve proved time and time again, I’m anything but traditional.
I sighed as his lips left mine before they trailed down my neck hitting that ever so sweet spot. His hands fondling my breasts over my top my nipples hardening making me wish I’d worn a bra. Had we been anywhere but here I would have ridden the fuck out of him, but alas we were in the view of several others. And I hear having sex in the club was slightly frowned upon.
“Hck hum!” Opening my eyes, I found Susie standing there with her hands on her hips. “Here I thought we were going to the loo only instead we turn around to find you making out with the nearest tramp you can find.” I cant help that smile that plays on my lips at her words.
“Yes, yes we are.” I chuckled in response to her raised eyebrows as she took in my flushed cheeks. He may be just a fling but what can I say, he’s a damn good kisser.