The Faerie Princess

Chaper 2

My wolf is usually quiet in these parties, he hates them as much as I do but today I feel him a little unease and is making the whole thing worse than it already is. I take a deep breath and then a scent hits me like a truck. Citrusy and delicious.

I start looking everywhere but between so many people it’s almost impossible to know who the scent belongs to. I’m scanning the people around me trying not to look too anxious or desperate, keeping my stand against the wall not moving an inch and then the dance floor parts in two and she’s there dancing only for me.

A brunette goddess, with black skirt, black military boots and a white shirt. Swaying her hips to the rhythm of the music, hypnotizing me even more. She lifts her arms and bares her stomach; I shiver at the sight of her navel and try to calm my wolf down pressing and releasing my fists. Her hair flowing to her shoulders moving with her. I close my eyes and open them again trying to remember where I am.

I straightened and go back to reality. She turns around and starts dancing with someone else wrapping her hands around his neck while she sings to the song lyrics. He pulls her tighter against him and grabs her ass while she laughs taking his hand and putting it on her waist again. She says no with her finger laughing and teasing him and then goes near his ear and whispers something that makes him laugh and glares his teeth at her as if biting her.

My wolf was about to attack and murder the whole place, starting with him. His wrath was none of this world. Mine he kept saying, mine, mine, mine over and over driving me insane. Now trying to calm down a wolf is hard, a male wolf is even harder, an alpha wolf don’t even get me started and an alpha wolf who just saw his mate being filled up by someone else is just plain torture.

I know what he can do I can’t let him get out from me or shift or this place would not be standing here tomorrow.

“Shut up” I kept telling him, but he couldn’t handle it. He was pacing asking to be released and my heart was going to jump out of my chest.

“She’s a fae” I tell him “A damn fae” I say again.

“She is ours.” We’re both angry watching while she keeps dancing and laughing with the other guy. The primal feelings from my wolf trying to fog my own mind.

“She’s our mate.” Ezra argues trying to get in control of my body as if I let him. He would probably grab her and kidnap her. I hold the bridge of my nose trying not to watch her.

“Hey Chris…” Liana says waving a hand in front of me. I probably looked lost to her. “Is everything ok?” she turns around looking at what had caught my attention, but it’s too crowded for her to know exactly what it was. She knows what I can do when I lose control.

I cleared my throat and put my beer down. “Yeah yeah… I’m not feeling very good. I should go.” I was sweating, and hyperventilating trying to process what was happening and trying to keep my wolf at bay.

“Do you need a ride? We’ll take you.” She says signaling Tomas at the bar.

“No no. I just need some fresh air and some sleep.”

“Okay.” She says preoccupied arching her brows inspecting me but doesn’t push. She knows me too well.

I say goodbye and start walking towards the door.

I was going to ignore it and leave but I just need it to smell that scent one more time, my wolf needs it like air. I need to look at her face up close and if I’m lucky to touch her and feel the sparks everyone talks about.

I’m close to her; her scent is killing me. I want her so bad it hurts, and my wolf is howling inside me. I hear her laughing at something the guy says. Her laugh sounds like music to me. The way she arches her neck backward leaving it bare at my sight, telling me that that is the place I would love to mark her. I wanted her all for me. I wanted her smile to be for me.

I usually don’t pay attention to faes, they are one stuck up race who looks everyone around them beneath them but she is just breathtaking.

I’m almost there, close enough to reach her but I refrain from doing it. I close my hand into fists, they’re itching for me to touch her, but it would be worse for me. It would not help at all. She’s a fairy, she would not even notice me. She would not feel the pull I’m feeling. It would hurt to not being noticed by my mate.

I pass behind her closing my eyes smelling her delicious scent when someone pushes me unintentionally and mumbles an apology. I turn around trying not to push her too. I grab her arm and she gasps looking at me. Her beautiful green eyes looking back at me, the sparks flying everywhere around my body like little fireworks, one after the other. It burns in a good way but I pull my hand away from her arm and say an apology. She’s still looking at me and I’m looking at her, lost in her eyes. It’s just her and me alone.

“Are you okay?” her companion asks grabbing her shoulder.

“Yeah yeah…” She says registering him for a second before her eyes land on me again.

“Sorry, someone pushed me.” I say passing a hand through my nonexistent hair since I decide it to buzzcut it a few days ago. I’m nervous and I hate it. Feeling like a teenager fidgeting and sweating with a semi boner.

“It’s okay…” she stares at me and I smile trying to leave but she takes a step forward blocking me, “Sorry, what is your name?”

“She felt it. She felt the sparks.” Ezra howls.

Probably, I think. Otherwise, why would a fairy even bother to talk to a werewolf? My wolf was jumping up and down.

“Chris,” I say trying to sound a little cooler than I really am “Yours?”

“Elena. My name is Elena.” She says extending her hand out for a handshake. She wanted to touch me again, I think. I return the handshake and the sparks are there again. I wanted to wrap her around my arms and take her. I see her face tensing at my touch and she bites her bottom lip sending shivers throughout my whole body. Well f**k, the semi just got bigger and is just going to explode in my f*****g pants.

“I’m Reven.” Her company says extending his hand out for a handshake too. With a don't touch my girl face. I take out my hand slowly from her and shake his hand a little tighter than usual, but he returns it back with the same force smiling but I also know that smile, a f**k you smile.

“I should go. Nice meeting you.” I say turning away from them before my wolf wins the battle and takes my spot instead. I touch her shoulder while leaving causally looking like I’m trying to make way around her. I see her closing her eyes. I keep walking towards the door but turn around before leaving the premises. She’s watching me and our eyes meet for a second before I’m out.

“Shit.” I say when I get into my car and throw my head against the car seat. I put both hands against my head and take a deep breath. “A damn fae.” I say again.