Fated Mates: The Siren and The Chosen

Wes I don't think I ever thought I'd be in the situation I am in right now. Ever. Growing up, I wasn't much of a talker. Danny and I were in wolf form far more than we were in our human form and we communicated using our eyes. You can tell a lot about a person by looking in their eyes. I learned that from a very young age when it was all I could do to communicate with him after he found me, close to death, by a river at the tender age of two. When I joined the Crescent Moon pack when I was thirteen, I began talking a lot more, mostly because I was sent there as a spy for my brother. I got to know people using my words and I also began my journey into education. It wasn't like Danny never taught me anything. He taught me some very important things. He taught me how to fish. And how to make a shelter and fire. He taught me how to hide and how to cover my scent in sticky situations. He just never got around to teaching me how to read or write. But here I am now, at a giant party in a frat house at an all supernatural college, hundreds of miles from home, surrounded by sweaty, dancing bodies and smoke. I peer around, holding a bottle of beer in my hand, trying to look the part. I wasn't a people person. I had a small group of people, my family, at the pack and I kept to myself usually at home. Even at school, when I started going in the pack, I hardly concentrated on the other pups. I just kept my head down and concerned myself with the work in front of me. It wasn't like I hated people or anything , I just felt like they needed to be important enough to take up my time. After losing Danny, I realized that time was important. And...the war had made me think of how fast it could all end. It's how I got a full ride here. It wasn't my plan to attend Carson Whitley University in California. I didn't even know this school existed until I was told about it by Elena Evans, one of the three Lunas in my pack. It was named after some old Alpha that saved supernaturals from some plague or something. I had planned on just attending the Academy at home and being done with it. I had planned on staying so I could continue my training, especially with my growing Beta powers. But, when the Alphas approached me about finding new pack members here at school to help build up our pack after the human war four years back, I couldn't say no. It was a great opportunity. That's what Jocelyn Daniels, my sister, kept telling me before I left, eyes full of tears. Not only could I come get a good education and knowledge about my kind and how to be a Beta, but I could find wolves that wanted to move on from their packs. I took a sip of the beer I was nursing and bobbed my head to the music that bumped around the house feeling completely awkward. Scents were heavy, different kinds from all types of species and it was getting a bit overwhelming. A headache was starting to form behind my eyes. I watched women grinding against eachother and men drooling off to the side. I watched people yelling as others chugged down drinks and slammed them against tables. Couples were everywhere, sucking each other's faces off, hands frenzied, touching and biting everywhere .It was a lot different than at home. I had been here a week, and this was my first party. My roommate, a bear, dragged me out here and despite having a sh*t ton of work to do, I agreed, only to see if I could feel some of these other wolves out. It was a mistake. Yes, there were a sh*t ton of wolves that attended, but I would never, not in a million years, ever recruit any of these careless people into my pack. Maybe I was being too judgemental. Maybe I was just a recluse and needed to loosen up. I cracked my neck and took a deep breath. Danny would have a field day if he ever saw me in this situation. I could see him now, throwing his head back with a laugh and telling me to just pack up and go home. This wasn't my scene. I didn't like people. There were certain ones and they were all at home, where I so badly wanted to be. I especially missed my nephew/brother Wyatt. He was four and the biggest reminder of my brother Danny. I peer over to the side and see a group of girls looking my way. I feel my face heat up as they giggle behind their hands and continue looking at me. I smile at them and look away. I hadn't really looked at a girl since Emily. Not that I wasn't into them, I just...women were too much drama. I had seen what trouble women brought onto the men of my family. Danny died because of his and Josh started a war that decimated a third of our pack because of his. It didn't matter to me that I was now eighteen and was now able to find a mate. I decided right away, to Arlo's dismay, that I would reject her immediately. I didn't need a woman, I told myself. They were just distractions to what I really wanted. Which, right now, was to leave. I finished off the one and only beer I allowed myself for the night and turned to look around at the party. It wasn't really my jam. I didn't think I would find anything I was looking for in a setting like this so I frowned and set my beer on a small table, littered with countless other bottles and cups. When I turned around, ready to leave,a girl came up to me from seemingly out of nowhere. My breath caught in my lungs and I couldn't look away. She had long, black, wavy hair that framed a gorgeous, hourglass figure. I couldn't be sure of her scent, because the house was full of them, but it was brine-y and floral at the same time. A strange combination. She smiled up at me with the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen. They were a light green hue with specks of gold splashed in. She was short, the top of her head stopping just below my chin and just was curvy in all of the right places. She wore a turquoise dress that barely covered her chest and fell just short of her knees and hugged all of her curves. She had large, luscious lips that turned up into a smile when she caught me staring at her. She placed a small hand, decorated with a different color on each nail, on my chest and grinned. I couldn't breathe. Something about her was different from every woman I had ever seen. It's when I noticed a mouth full of razor sharp teeth. I swallowed, my eyes widening and I give the beautiful woman a small smile back. It's all I can think to do. A siren. I had only heard of them once before, four years ago, at our pack. And the stories I heard from Matt and Josh weren't pretty. So was I sh*tting my pants a little? Yes. But I didn't want to piss her off, so I didn't push her away or say anything first. "Hi." She yelled over the music. Her eyes twinkled and I could feel my heart stutter in my chest at the sound of her melodic voice. "Hi." I greeted her back. She moved closer, her chest brushing up against mine and I swallowed hard. "I haven't seen you around here before." She moved closer, wedging her hand flat against my stomach as she tiptoed to reach my ear. F*ck, my body began reacting to her touch and my face began burning, because I was pretty sure she would start to feel my attraction if she continued to stand so close. I'm not going to lie, I was shaking. She was too close and I felt completely out of my league. I had plenty of opportunities to sleep with women at the pack, don't get me wrong, but I just never did. It wasn't something I was ready for. But feeling her fingers beginning to make their way over my chest made me think of so many ways I wanted her. "I-its my first party." I answered her. I cringe at how bad it sounds. I feel her breath, hot against my neck. "So you're new?" "I'm a freshman." I stutter as she grips my arm. I swallow hard at the feeling of her warm hand on my skin. It's an innocent touch, but it sends thrills of pleasure down to a place that needs to calm the f*ck down. "You're cute." I'm fighting for my life here. This girl, woman, has her hand on me and it feels good but I don't know her and I had to admit, she was kind of intimidating. Not kind of. She was. She oozed s*x from every pore of her body and I could even smell her own arousal, mixed in with everyone else's. "You are too." I have no idea what else to say. I usually focused on warrior training. The women warriors usually left me alone. All of the other girls knew that I wasn't interested. Atleast I made sure they did by staying away from them. I had no idea how to talk to women outside of my family. This was embarrassing. "What's your name?" She asks me, grinning. Her teeth shine under the colorful lights that are hung around the house and make my stomach drop at how razor sharp they look. But she's so beautiful. I can't look away from her. "Wes. Yours?" "Irena. You're a wolf?" "Yeah." "It's really dark out, walk me home, Wes?" F*ck. The sound of her voice, coupled with the heat radiating from her body was affecting my brain. I couldn't think straight. "Where is that?" "The dorms, silly." "O-Okay." Emily was always flirty. She always made me feel ways that no other girl made me feel until now. No one has been so bold like this with me since her. Sure, I had a few girls kiss me before in highschool, but this was... different. Her touches were innocent enough, but they seemed to promise more. And my body wanted that promise. She takes my hand and I look around. The group of girls that had been looking at me give her dirty looks as she leads me through the crowd of sweaty bodies. People actually make way for her, which makes my heart stutter a little, because that means they know what she is. They know how dangerous she could be. I swallow back the fear I have and fight off Arlo telling me this is a bad idea. It probably is, but what was I supposed to do? I didn't want to piss her off. And she's drop dead gorgeous. Sh*t. I've never even thought of a woman like this. When we're outside in the fresh air, I take a deep breath, glad I didn't drink more than the one beer. I needed all of my senses intact. "Are you nervous?" She looks back at me with a small smile and I nod. I'm not going to lie to her. She can probably sense it. I know wolves can smell it, but I have no idea what a siren can do. I hadn't looked into them because I never thought I'd encounter one. Stupid move on my part. "Are you going to eat me?" She throws her head back and laughs. It's a musical laugh that makes my head feel fuzzy. Arlo whines, terrified and I have to admit, I am too. Her chest jiggles with it and I flick my eyes back up to her face before she can notice me staring. "No. If I wanted to eat you, you would never know. I'd sing you a little song, you'd be entranced and just let me. Besides, that's a rule I'm not allowed to break here. You're safe. Humans are a delicacy to us. Rare." Her voice is otherworldly. I can't make myself think clearly when I hear it, especially now that there isn't music playing around us. We walk quietly down the sidewalk, side stepping away from people milling to the party. "What do you mean, delicacy?" She smiles and she turns around to walk backwards, looking at me. "It means that we don't just eat human flesh. It's rare when we get to eat humans. I eat normal stuff on a daily basis. People are prejudiced about us because they don't get the time to know us. Will you give me a chance, Wes the wolf?" I smile at her and take a deep breath. "I think I can do that, Irena the siren." It wasn't something I planned to do while I was here. But how could I say no? Besides, Josh told me to loosen up and make friends. This could be what he meant, right? She bites her lip and nods. I can't take my eyes off of her. She's the most beautiful woman I had ever seen in my life and it's disconcerting. Danny probably would have told me to run. It probably would have been the smartest thing to do.