Chapter 2 - Happy 18th!
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*beep beep beep*
I groan at the sound of my phone going off.
Shit I slept til 10:30 am. s**t x2 it’s my 18th birthday.
“Ugh” I groan rolling over burying my face in my pillow.
I am not a fan of formalities, I do love a good party but tonight my parents have organised a whole big event to celebrate my birthday. It’s not unusual as on our 18th we’re now able to find our mate and more importantly to me we can finally become front row pack warriors, if we’re up to par. That’s all I care about at the moment. My brothers 22 now and still hasn’t found his mate so I don’t really see a need to find mine.
*knock, knock, knock*
“Namirah are you awake?” I hear my mother from the other side of the door
“Nooo I died in my sleep” I respond making her laugh
“Oh stop being so dramatic love, your birthday starts at 2pm so get cleaned up and I’ll be back in an hour with your dress, the make up artist and hair stylist”
“Great.”
I’m not a fan of getting dolled up, I’m more of a casual girl, jeans and boots will suffice for me.
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2pm
I look in the mirror feeling slightly shocked.
“So this is what it feels like to be ... girly” I say making my mother and the stylists giggle.
“Yes Namirah and you look stunning!” My mother says looking like she’s about to cry. “Mom please don’t cry it’s only my 18th”
“You just look so gorgeous dear and I never get to see you dressed up like this, you’re just-just so beautiful” she says wrapping me in a hug. “Alright let’s get this show on the road.”
I’m wearing a long tight fitting red dress that goes down to my ankles with a slit coming up to my right thigh. It has a low back that shows off the pack symbol tattoo that covers the middle of my back. With a v neck line that goes down more than I’d like it too, I cringe at the thought of people seeing me show this much skin and cleavage. Oh well it’s just for a few hours.
As I walk down the main stair case into the ball room I’m met with my parents who stare at me with watered eyes. My dads trying to hide it but he’s failing, epically might I add.
“Dad” I tease
“Don’t you start making fun of your old man now Namirah” he replies “it takes a real man to show emotions” he says bringing me in for a hug.
“So where’s Nate?”
“Him and Reign will be here soon they said something about picking up their dates.” Great not only do I have to try enjoy my birthday I have to watch the two of them enjoy it more than me. Wonderful.
This party sucks. It’s been 2 hours and a million happy birthday wishes but Nates still not here, my only girl friend Lucia is in another country and here I am just wandering mindlessly through this party. Oh well no time like the present to start drinking some alcohol, it might even boost my will to mix and mingle. As I turn to head to the bar I walk straight into a solid back “f**k” I groan taking a step back. He turns around, it’s Dean, he’s 2 years older than me and when he turned 18 he made it straight into becoming a Delta, one of our 15 most respected and strongest warriors. And he is hella handsome.
“s**t sorry Namirah”
“No it’s fine I should really watch where I’m going”
“You look beautiful by the way” he says not hiding the fact that he’s checking me out, I notice his eyes stop on my breast for a bit before I clear my throat.
“Thank you, you look good too”
“Yeah I know” he says cheekily making us laugh “are you enjoying your party?”
“Nope not at all. I was actually just heading to the bar to try force myself to enjoy it through alcohol............ you wanna come?”
“Me?”
“No the bottle in your hand, yes you, now come on” I don’t give him a chance to answer before grabbing him by the hand dragging him with me.
Well he’s definitely not my mate, a male can tell just by looking at his mate but a female has to touch hers. Oh well no harm in having some fun with a friend.
“Four shots of Tequila please!” I say to the bartender
“Four?” Dean asks raising an eyebrow
“Yeah 2 for me and 2 for you, we are getting waaaasted”
“Oh well if we get into s**t I’m blaming you”
“Nah we’ll be fine after all it’s my birthday”
“Cheers” we say in sync. I feel the burn of the alcohol going down my throat
“Oh god I think I’m gonna throw up already”
“Here drink this” he hands me his beer to soothe the burn
“s**t I did not expect that!”
“Have you drunken before?”
“I’ve drunken beer and wine a few times but never to the point of getting drunk. So here’s to my first time getting drunk” I raise the bottle to him and skull the entire thing
“Mirah that was my drink” he says with a laugh
“It tastes like ass” we both laugh “What’s something nice?”
“Are you sure you wanna do this?”
“I’m surer than sure, I’m even going to do 18 shots eventually. So tell me what’s something I might like. Actually no let’s order heaps of different things and I’ll be the judge... Can I get two margaritas, two gin and tonics, two whiskey with rocks and um twooo...”
“Do you even know what your ordering?”
“Not a clue I’m just saying what I think I’ve heard on movies” we both laugh hysterically
“Alright we’ll see how you like those and then I’ll order the real drinks”
The bartender brings us over our drinks
“Here’s to us Dean, the life of the party”
“Cheers”
We finished all of our drinks far too quickly
“I am well on my way to being drunk but let’s carry on.” I say before he orders us more drinks. I can definitely feel the alcohol right now
“Are you sure this is your first time drinking properly? You’re doing pretty well”
“What can I say, I’m a natural”
“As long as you don’t start crying about s**t I’ll let you keep going”
“Dean, what do I even have to cry about?”
“Well for starters you, Nate and Reign usually come as a trio yet I haven’t seen them anywhere. Where are they?”
“Pfft those pricks haven’t even bothered to show up. But no matter they’ll probably kill our vibe”
“That’s true. Reign never liked me anyway”
“Reign doesn’t like anyone” I joke.
“Give us a shot of something strong please” the bartender gives us shots of some unknown drink, we cheers each other before downing it
“WOOOOOOO!!!” I yell attracting the attention of everybody “oops s**t sorry don’t mind us” I awkwardly say to them as they giggle.
2 hours later we’re still at the bar, no longer sitting but standing continuing to heavily indulge ourselves in alcohol. We’ve had other company along the way but nobody’s been able to keep up with us. I’d say we’re gonna run the bar dry soon.
“Okay let’s go for a dance and then we’ll do my 18 shots” I yell to him over the music. We make our way to the dance floor, we dance like crazy having the time of our lives. We relive my childhood dancing The Hoe Down Throw Down by Miley Cyrus. All the pack members are either cheering for us or joining us.
This guy is so much fun and has most definitely made my night.
“Dean! We should find some party drugs!” I yell to him but he stops dancing and comes to talk into my ear
“Not a chance Namirah, I’ll drink with you til the break of dawn if we make it but I’ll never do that”
“Alright fiiiiiine”
“Mirah we don’t need drugs”
“Yeah that’s true, this is the best night I’ve ever EVER had! So thank you!”
“Not a problem, I love a good party”
I don’t know if it’s the alcohol or what but when the song changes to something slower I move closer to him putting my hands around his neck as he puts his arms around my waist pulling me in to him. I look up into his eyes as he looks down into mine then I pull his head down, our lips crash against each other. I bite his bottom lip for access into his mouth. Our tongues meet as our kiss gets more lively. This is actually my first kiss and damn he sure is good at this. I feel his hands going up and down my back then on my butt as he gives it a squeeze. I move one of my hands down his large shoulder, then onto his solid chest bringing it down over his chiseled abs that I can feel through his shirt. I stop my hand tugging the waist of his pants teasingly. I’m not sure how long we kissed for but I feel my arousal brewing between my legs and I feel his big one against my body. s**t this is hot! We pull back from each other, he leans his forehead against mine as we both laugh
“Damn girl”
“That was my first kiss” his eyes widen in surprise
“Seriously?”
“Well lucky me... oh wait no lucky you” he says laughing
“Come on I think it’s time for those shots let’s go”
“I’ll handle this” he says to me “hey can we get 18 shots of vodka with all different flavours”
“Sure thing handsome” she replies flirting with him. He looks at me with wide eyes making me burst into laughter
“Hell to the no” he says
Soon enough all of my shots are lined up in front of us. Then Dean gets up on a table facing everyone else
“Ladies and Gentlemen! It’s time for the birthday girls 18 shots!” he yells before jumping off the table.
“For f**k sakes Dean did you have to do that, we could’ve just kept this between us” I say but he only laughs at me as he comes behind me placing his hands on my shoulders shaking and patting them like he’s getting me ready for a fight
“You got this Namirah and if you don’t... I’ll finish them for you”
“I got this”
I hope.
- Writer
