{The Masquerade Party : Draco POV}

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After a long shower that felt like forever I stood in the mirror styling my hair in a specific way I wanted it all pushed back with a loose braid and my sideburns will be slicked down giving off it's natural look, i was finally done and dressed now all I needed was my mask and to push my fangs out (it's been so long) I turned the music off and killed the candles before making my way out the door, "Good Evening Sir, it is 11:25pm" "Good, we should get going then", as we slowly exited the parking lot I started to feel this unfamiliar warming ache like feeling in my chest I'm guessing it's excitement it's completely alien to me but as we got closer to the company hall the ache grew "Allen, there will be alcohol there correct?"  I asked as I pulled on my mask and pulled off my cape "Uh yes Sir, I believe you are right" "good this ache in my chest is beginning to be a bother" as Allen pulled up to the building I told him that I had the door and to pick me up and an hour he nodded and drove onward, its empty outside but I can here music blurring from the entrance "name please" the bouncer asked "Draco Hangerton" "oh I'm sorry Sir, go ahead inside" I stepped past him and was hit with a delicious scent of rosemary I didn't follow it though I didn't want to alarm anyone "Welcome Sir, do you have your invitation with you?" The Hostess dressed as a sexy devil asked me as I entered the ballroom from the hallway "yes I do" I handed it to her and walked in, once I got a feel of the crowd I decided to just sit down and relax while watching others have fun "Would you like a drink Sir" the bartender asked "yes, I'll take a vodka tonic"I answered just as she handed another party goer a beer "how strong Sir" "strong enough" I tell her with a small smile. After an hour of talking and mingling with others I was ready to head back home, but I smelled that sweet scent again and this time I didn't have to follow it because the owner of the scent was behind me, I heard a very low unnoticeable growl and the word (Mate) I drunk the last of my drink and took in a deep breath, I felt like I had swallowed a huge pill when I heard that word "Sir would you like to another drink?" "No thank you, I'm heading out" I said as I stood from my stool and begin to walk towards the exit but that same growl came to me again and this time I turned to see a men with black jeans and a black button down shirt with Grey Timberland boots but what caught me was his eyes they were a beautiful silverish blue colour I felt lost in them, I wanted to reach out and touch him but it wasn't the time  "We need to talk" he said as he took a step closer "agreed" I replied just before I turned around to leave (I have to prepare myself for another rejection) but this time It won't hurt as much because I already know what to expect, we walked out of the building and I waited for my car to pull up "we're mate's!" "Seems so, if your going to reject me please do it now" I frankly said with a blink expression "and why would I do that?" "Because thats what's going to happen eventually, I just rather we get it done and over with" I said as my car pulled up "I'm a Vampire Lord and your a Alpha Werewolf so inevitably-" " who says we won't work because we're two different species, I don't discriminate against anyone no matter what or who they are I just want to be with my second chance mate" when he mentioned that this is his second chance I offered to talk more with him, at my place.
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