"You look cute when you blush." I laughed at that, it was such a lie, "I look like a tomato." My wolf was stirring inside of me, curious to what had made her so on edge, I completely stopped dancing, my eyes flickering through the crowds searching for the source. It was then, that I saw him. The light taste of alcohol was there but I didn't take much notice as his hands moved towards my hips, pulling my body on top of his. Moments later he turned us around, his muscular form towering over mine as his lips trailed light torturous kisses down my neck and chest. Two teenagers, a party and the unmistakeable mate pull, but what happens when it follows with a steamy night and a rejection the next day, and a school dropout carrying an unwanted baby?