Taming The Alpha's Daughter

Friday Night Surprise

Its the end of the school day Friday. I'm throwing books in my locker hoping I didn't have homework. Pete and Bentley slide up to either side of my locker.

"Hey sexy Xannie. There's a party off territory tonight. You coming?" Bentley says leaning his head back on the locker next to mine but smiling down at me.

"Um, does a bear s**t in the woods?" I answer back, digging around in my locker. I know I left a pair of sneakers in here at the beginning of the year but they disappeared since then.

"Goddess, its been so long since we've had bear." Pete says quietly, closing his eyes and reminiscing about eating bear meat.

"Pete, who cares about bear, bro? There's gonna be chicks like crazy at this party. I hope to snatch up a little rogue action. Man, they're wild!" Now its Bentley's turn to reminisce.

"Ok. Ew. I'm heading home to see dad and get ready. When shall my chariot arrive, sir?" I say smiling, putting my hand out to Bentley.

"It shall arrive at 8 PM, m'lady." He says back, kissing my hand softly at first, then beginning to pretend make out with it. Pete slaps him across the back of the head.

"Keep it in your pants, Davis." He warns.

Bentley gives me a wink. And I giggle.

I walk to my car, leaving Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dumb inside. 

They have their own agenda in the afternoons. And it probably involves females.

It's beautiful out, as usual. I take my time walking, enjoying the fresh air and all the outdoor scents. I make it to my car and pause, closing my eyes to feel the sunshine on my face. I've been inside a fluorescent light bulb nightmare (also known as school) all day, and the natural sunlight is a welcomed change. After taking a deep breath of fresh Friday air, I open the door to start packing it up to go home.

As I'm setting my bag and tumbler cup into my car, I drop my keys between the driver's seat and middle console.

Great job, Xan! Hole in one!

"s**t!" I mutter to myself.

I kneel onto the  driver's seat trying to look down into the small opening to get a glimpse where I may have dropped them.

Really, Goddess? On a Friday?

I suddenly feel someone behind me.The heat of them is obvious, it radiates off them. I assume its one of my friends.

"The Goddess does not want me to make it to this party toni-" I start but suddenly stop.

The person presses themselves up against my raised ass, I can feel their male member inside their pants press against my butt. At the same time, the person begins to run their hands up my legs.

"I swear to Goddess if that's you Bent, I'm chopping your d**k off."

"Guess again, Alpha." I hear a familiar voice. It makes me sick and angry.

I push myself out of the car, pushing back the mystery peen possesser behind me in the process. I turn around to find myself facing Aaron the creeper.

My face burns with anger as he licks his lips and stares down at me in all his freckled, smug glory.

I slap him across the face. Hard. He hisses in pain, holding his hand up to his face. But he still smiles.

People walking by stop. A few people I casually talk to in my classes start to approach, wanting to help. 

I put my hand up to stop them. I can handle this asshole on my own.

"Its ok, I can handle this." I say sternly. I'm still angry and to be honest, embarrassed.

Aaron leans forward, coming down to my ear. "I knew you wanted it gorgeous. Just say when, Alpha. Anytime, anywhere. I'm always ready for you."

I feel like throwing up.

Now to be fair, Aaron is adorable. Spiky chocolate colored hair, eyes the color of my ice coffees, an adorable patch of freckles across his cheeks, tall, and well built. But he has been slowly crossing the line for the last year. It started when I went to a mating ceremony last summer for a couple of pack members. While sitting at a table with Mar (the boys were off chasing tail all day as usual), Aaron just strolls on up, pulling up a chair and begins talking to us. Fine, right? I even thought he might fit in with our friend group. But when Mar got up to get a drink, he moved his chair too close and sneakily started to touch my leg under the table. He was lucky a guard didn't catch him and break his fingers. I chose to let it go, told him to get lost, and he's been a hanger on ever since.

"Let me make something clear, Aaron. If you ever touch me again, I will see to it that your p***s is removed followed by your head. Do you understand?" I am shaking with rage now.

"Dominance is so hot coming from you, Xan." He says still in my face, smirking.

He stares into my eyes a moment more and then walks off. 

I shudder. What a f*****g creep! 

I'm sweating and shaking with anger and embarrassment. 

I sit down in my car and set my head against the steering wheel.

Why? Why are guys so strange?

 Mar jumps into the passenger's side, scaring the absolute s**t out of me.

"Jeez, Xan. You need to pop a Xan." She says, pulling down the visor mirror to apply her lip gloss.

"Where the hell have you been, Marilyn?" I demand.

She stops and gives me a look. She knows I'm pissed. I'm using her full name.

"Wanna talk about it?" She asks, her face softening.

"Well for starters, Aaron just tried to f**k me while I was searching for my car keys." I stare back at her.

"What?!" She looks horrified.

I'm now angrily digging for my car keys.

"Xannie, we'll just find them when we get back to your house. As long as they're in here you can press the button to start the car." She's now rubbing my back to calm me down.

"I need this party tonight. I'm getting wrecked." I say as I press the ignition button and begin to reverse out of my parking space.

"There's my Xannie baby!" She smiles wide. She turns on the stereo and bumps the music. I laugh at her crazy wiggling dance moves her curls bouncing around with every bump.

We drive off to my house to prepare for a long night.

**********

When I arrive home after my encounter with Aaron, I have relaxed. Mar goes straight to my kitchen. I head to my father's office.

I see the door closed and knock gently. I can hear talking but cannot tell if my father has company or is on a phone call.  Eric, my dad's Beta and Mar's dad, opens the door. I smile and walk inside.

"Daughter! To what do I owe this pleasure? Usually you slip in and out of the house quickly enough that even the guards cannot catch you." He says smiling.

My father, the great Alexander Paradis. He has more battles under his belt in his time as Alpha than most Alphas in their lifetimes. Our pack used to be so large and full of warriors. Over time we have become more about business dad says. I got my green eyes and tan skin from him. He was handsome and admirable. After my mother died, he dedicated his life to Dark Moon. Although he was distant emotionally, I was spoiled rotten by him. The very definition of daddy's girl. And although not much has changed, after my first shifting into a wolf (think of it as a right of passage for us werewolves) my father has become even more distant. I think he knows that the time to meet my mate may come soon and after the heartbreak of losing my mother, he's afraid to lose me as well.

"Mar and I are gonna hang out with the guys tonight so I came home to see my handsome father and grab some clothes." I respond with my own smile.

"You look just like your mother when you smile with so much mischief." He says almost daydreaming. 

He always says this.

I walk over to him and give him a tight squeeze. "Daddy, I love you."

"I love you more, daughter. Please keep safe. And stay with the boys. Not that I like how inappropriate they can be at times." His Alpha is showing now. 

When he says this, he's talking specifically about Bentley.  Once when Bentley stayed the night, my dad overheard him joking with me about taking my virginity. As you can guess my dad wanted to kill him. He almost did but instead made him sleep in the dungeon that night. Bent was 15. Plus I don't know what stories Eric tells him about Nicky.

"Daddy you know darn well I will kick ass when need be!" I say as I flex my arms in show. Eric stifles a laugh.

"Yes. And you've missed training every Saturday morning for at least the last 6 months." 

Ok, now he's just trying to start an argument. Ugh.

"Saturday mornings aren't one of my strengths." My smile makes him smile once again and he then starts to daydream about mom again. 

Its time to go before I put him over the edge. I'm a walking talking reminder of his dead mate and Luna.

"Tell Marilyn I said the two of you need to stay out of trouble. Stay on territory. And NO parties." Eric says.

"Sir, yes sir." I respond with a salute.

I kiss my father's head and wave to Eric as I exit the office, closing the door behind me.

When I get to my room, Mar is sitting on my bed. She has a bag of chips, a plate of apple slices, cookies, and 2 bottles of water. I grab an apple slice and walk to my closet, deciding what I want to wear.

"Is my dad here?" Mar asks, not even taking her eyes off her phone. Seeing as she and Nicky disappeared again at the end of the day, I'm guessing this is who she's texting. 

I could be wrong. 

Its happened before. 

Once.

"Yea. He said no parties. I told him we're dropping acid with humans and clubbing tonight. I think I'm gonna wear my new dress." I say walking further into my large closet to dig for said dress.

"No you didn't. For the party tonight? Who's picking us up?" She says stuffing a chip into her mouth and wiping the crumbs on her jeans.

"Bentley I think. Are you changing?"

"Xan, I look like a scrounge. Of course I'm friggin' changing." I peek my head out of the closet grinning. I at least get a glance at this.

"Who are you sexting, girl? I hope you're using protection because it looks like s**t is getting pretty hot and heavy over there." I'm now sliding hangers. Where the hell did I put that dress??

"No one! I'm just like, looking at pictures. I'm looking at pictures of, like, cats on the internet."

"Mar you hate cats."

"Not the cute kinds."

"You hate them all."

"Fine. But not pictures of them."

I finally just roll my eyes. Go ahead and keep Nicky a secret. You're just making it worse in the long run.

After slipping on my dress, I look into the mirror. My dress is short. Very short. But it works because I, too, am very short. It's black and stretchy, hugging my curves perfectly as predicted when I ordered it. The sleeves are long but all lace and connect at my neck. The dress opens at my bust, showing cleavage galore. 

I told you, I'm a flirt.

I decide to wear some black heels with lace and buckles on them. They compliment the dress perfectly. I let my hair fall in long waves. My skin is pretty nice, so I don't need a lot of makeup, she wolves are blessed like that. I do a cat eye and apply some red lipstick to my plump, pouty lips.

Mar comes out of the bathroom in a tiny bright pink dress. Its neckline is low cut and the midsection is nonexistent revealing her flat tummy. The color compliments her caramel skin and her legs look a mile long. Her curly hair falls in perfect small ringlets with so much volume. Her dark skin looks radiant. She's gorgeous!

"Xannie, baby! If you don't find a mate soon, pick me please!"

"Are you kidding? Mars Bars! I'm yours!"

We laugh.

As promised, Bentley's car arrived at 8 sharp. How punctual.

"Wow, ladies! Jump in, we're going to Vegas! I heard they do drive-thru weddings there!" Smart ass Bentley.

"Looking good!" Pete says.

Nicky looks at us from head to toe, practically drooling over Mar. "Let me get the door so you don't chip your nail polish. You guys picked some great outfits. Very very flattering." Charmer. He opens the door and Mar and I climb in. 

It takes up to an hour to get there. The trip is spent singing songs, fighting over the Bluetooth control, and laughing about Bentley being a horndog.

We arrive at the party cottage (it's a usual spot) to tons of cars and loud music. There are drunk people everywhere and cups are littered all over the ground.

"This is my kind of Friday!" I say wide eyed.

"But first- refreshments." Nicky holds out his hand with 5 pills. We each take one. I have no idea what they are, but I know they mean fun. We get out of the car and immediately have to stop so Nicky, Pete, and Bentley can talk to a couple of pack guys there. I also notice them glancing to their left every so often, eye f*****g a group of girls that can't stop staring at them.

Mar looks over to me frowning. "We can't take them anywhere. It's always like this."

My belly gets a strange tickle feeling and the hair on my arms and the back of my neck is standing up.

"I feel weird Mar." I say. And I do not mean from the pill, but something inside me. Almost that feeling you get when you hear the ice cream truck in the distance and you just know it's gonna be turning down your road soon.

"Are you sick? Was it all the snacks? You did eat an entire row of Oreos." She looks concerned.

"Um, I was tailgating, thank you! And no, not from eating or anything. Just a strange sensation."

I feel a pull inside of me to the door. Ok, body. What the hell is going on?

"Let's go inside and get drinks. Clearly the stooges are gonna be sober and social all night. Let's get wrecked!" Mar looks evil now.

I get to the door and I touch the knob to go in. I hear the song change to something less upbeat and a little more relaxed. My body is almost trembling from the sensation inside. I open the door and I'm hit with a powerful scent. It fills my nose and almost tickles my cheeks. The smell is a deep musk with hints of Forest and.... hmmm, what is that..... mint?

I look around and lock eyes with a tall, dark, mysterious man holding a cup. The house is packed, but I can just just make him out through a gap between everyone. His eyes are dark as well. They are focused directly on mine. His hair is jet black and shines in the flashing lights of the party. Time almost slows down and everything goes quiet. He stares back at me, looking almost shocked. His eyes slowly leave mine, but only to look at the rest of me. I feel small and vulnerable. They shoot back to mine, darker now. At this point, the pill was beginning to kick in.

My wolf jumps around in my head shouting ‘OUR MATE!’

"Move, dumbass!" Mar yells behind me. She's slapping my butt and trying to forcefully move me. My mate looks away and I run into the crowd of people. Mar walks in after shutting the door, then follows me.

"Xan, you ok?" She looks worried.

"Um, yea. I um, this pill...." I stumble. My body is trembling from shock and hormones. 

Did that just really happen?

'It happened Alexandria. He's our mate. Our destiny. We must find him.' My wolf insists.

'Not gonna happen.' I blow her off. 'I don't need a mate. Look at dad, he gave his everything to mom. And she died. It broke him. I don't want that. I just wanna be alone.'

'Mate needs you. You need mate. The Moon Goddess chose you for each other.' My wolf is now scolding me.

'Ok, mama wolf. The Moon Goddess also took my mother when I was an infant. I think her decisions are questionable at best.' I'm now getting annoyed.

"Let's drink!" I blurt out.

Mar grabs my hand and almost skips to the kitchen.

We pour vodka Sprites. I suck at mixing, so does Mar. So probably too much vodka. Not that it's ever a bad thing, right? As we stand at the kitchen island I remember the pills I myself have in my purse. I was able to get them from a friend earlier in the day. Supposed to make us feel giddy and hyper. Just what the doctor ordered! I lay my hand out and Mar takes hers. We bump our pills together in a cheers then take them and swallow them down with the sugary vodka. As I giggle at Mar's sour face, I feel a large hand on my shoulder. It feels like electricity comes from the hand and shoots through my body. It takes my breath away.

I see Mar’s face look at him first. She looks suspicious. “What the hell do you want?”

I’m still too afraid to turn around. I know its my mate. I’m not ready for a mate. I’m only 17. I don’t want to grow up yet.

“Hi. I just saw you and I wanted to introduce myself.” He says. His voice is deep. It makes my heart flutter and my legs weak. I have to turn around now.

It's the same man I saw (Duh!). Black hair, tan skin, dark brown eyes. His eyelashes are so thick and long. His features are so perfect, his nose strong and sharp and chiseled jawline. 

“Um h-hi.” I said. 

WHY AM I SO AWKWARD?

“MARS BARS! XANNIE BABY!” Bentley says walking into the kitchen.

“This guy bothering you, Xan?” Pete asks, staring at the guy.

I break eye contact finally. It feels as though I’m finally able to snap out of a trance.

Another guy walks up to my mate and stands next to him. He looks at me and smiles, a sweet blush breaking out across his cheeks. He nudges my mysterious mate to which he snaps out of it, too and stops staring too.

“Uh, sorry if I bothered you at all. I just um, I just wanted to say hi.” He looked so flustered. He reached out and touched my arm again and the sparks made me gasp and tremble. He stopped and stared at me again, then smiled. His friend smiled and then pulled him away.

“Well that wasn’t weird at all.” Said Nicky, taking a drink of beer.

“What was that, Xan?” Pete asked, walking up beside me.

“I’m not sure.” I still couldn’t stop staring at him. Even as his friend pulled him into the crowd of people, we tried to stare at each other.

“XANNIE!” Bentley yelled. It made me jump.

“What Bent?” I snapped out of it finally and took a giant drink of my terrible cocktail.

“Truth or dare?” He smiled.

“Ugh Bent.” He always did this.

“Man up, Alpha. Truth or dare?” He took another sip of beer.

“Dare.” I grinned.

He grinned back deviously. “I dare you to climb up on the table and shake your ass. You have to do like a real ass shaking though. None of that p***y ass jiggle one and done s**t. I’m talking stripper shit.”

“Bentley, you’re a disgrace. I’m in a tiny dress and I’m wearing a thong. Last time I did something like this, you recorded it and put it on YouTube. Plus you just want to see ass, perv.” I rolled my eyes.

“Xan, let's not lie to ourselves here. We all know by the time we leave this party, you’re going to be shitfaced drunk and flashing your ass to all of us anyways. And by the way, what a sweet, sweet ass it is." Pete glares at him. Bentley smirks back. "And it was not YouTube. It was PornHub.” 

His smile was adorable, but I wanted to beat his face in.

“I will do this only once Bent. But no phones!” I warned. I removed my heels, climbed the island and spread my legs apart shoulder length. I squatted my knees a little and leaned forward and began to wiggle and jiggle my ass. Bentley hooted and hollered, inciting attention from nearby.

My buzz was so good at this point I was laughing hysterically. Pete came over and tapped my leg for me to stop and put his hand up to help me get down. He had enough and was pissed off. When I turned, I realized my mate was standing there. His eyes wide and black as night.

Great, Xan. This is just what you need. Not only finding a mate that you don’t even want, now you’re gonna send his ass into a frenzy.

“I need to go get air.” I said quickly and walked out the back door. I stepped out and walked towards the trees, holding my arms together. It felt a little chilly tonight. 

There were strange people everywhere and it made me a little nervous. I was alone and off territory. My dad always told me horror stories about this growing up. And while I understand now that it was mostly just to scare me into listening to him, the effect stuck

Suddenly I felt like someone was watching me. I turned and there was my mate again. A chill made its way up my spine. His footsteps were quick to me and without a word he grabbed me by the waist and our lips met. It was like a bolt of lightning shot through my whole body. I jolted but his arms held me firm. My brain told me to pull away but my body did no such thing. I grasped onto his shirt kissing him back. I leaned my head slightly to the side and parted my lips and his tongue shot into my mouth immediately, wanting to taste me. Our tongues danced, exploring each other’s mouths as our breathing became rapid. I let out a small moan from his intoxicating touch, causing him to pull me closer to him. Soon we released our mouths from each other, but he kept me in his embrace. His lips made their way down my jaw and to my neck. 

He whispered “Mine” into my ear and I inhaled sharp, just hearing the word from his lips causing my core to moisten. 

We met each other’s gaze again, still not saying another word. I didn’t know what to say, he turned me on like I had never felt before and meeting my mate was completely unexpected.

“Mine.” I whispered. And he smiled.

“XAN!” I heard Mar yell. 

It snapped me back to reality. I smiled at him “Um, I have to go. S-sorry.”

I ran back to the house, looking over my shoulder at his stare. My body wanted me to go back to him. I needed him. I craved him.

“Where the hell have you been, b***h? Pete hit on some guy's girlfriend and now we have to leave before they kill each other.” Mar said, rolling her eyes.

Really Pete? Who needs to keep it in their pants now?

“Let’s roll.” I said, taking one last glance over my shoulder. But my mate was gone.