The Mark of the Wild Flower

Chapter Three, The Party

We dress for the party and head downstairs. Everything smells so much stronger and looks so much brighter.

Downstairs I scan the room of people to see who is there. I smell it. It smells a lot stronger, and almost more intoxicating. Why is it in my house? Where is it coming from?

I see Craig and Phoebe dancing. Donna is standing very bored near the snack table, my cousin and his boyfriend is dancing near a couple of girls, Lucian’s little sisters. They’re only 12 but nobody can party like a wolf, especially if they’re twins. Lucian’s cousins are also here.  And the rest of the teens in the pack are also here. Great now I need to socialize, I just want to go to bed.

I am starving though. I walk to the food table, with Lucian and we start stuffing our faces and drink every form of alcohol on the table. But the whole evening I am distracted by the scent. After three hours the scent gets so strong that I decide to find out where it is coming from, until I smell something else, Lucian.

I turn to look at Lucian and the whole crowd goes quiet. Oh, s**t he’s imprinting.

I scan the crowd out of excitement to see who it is and I find Donna looking at him. Her eyes are rather glazed. I start laughing and look back at Lucian. He stalks towards her.

I smell the scent again and I see Eleanor standing right there next to Donna. She’s a human, f**k, what is she doing here. If she sees this she will be scarred for life. I run to her grab her hand and pull her outside just as I hear Lucian growling. I run as quickly as I can towards the back door.

I hear her screaming and fighting but I am ignoring it trying my best to protect my pack, I vowed to protect my pack no matter what. Finally, outside I look at her. She looks disgusted, and I feel sick to my stomach at that look she gives me. I quickly look away towards the forest and pretend to be studying them intently. I listen to the happenings inside.

Lucian is kissing Donna and the whole crowd was cheering.

Still holding her hand I can feel her fighting. Maybe I should say something before she yells r**e or something.

Eleanor

“It’s such a nice night. Don’t you think?” Is he seriously going to ignore the fact that he just pulled me out of his house? We have never spoken to each other our whole lives and now he wants to chat about the f*****g weather with me.

“Uh well it was, until you pulled me into the cold night air. It’s f*****g Autumn, it’s a much prettier season to look at from the comfort of a window.” Finally he looks at me.

“I’m sorry, I forgot it’s Autumn, I don’t get cold so easily.” I swear I could see genuine concern rolling over his face. I lock eyes with him. He has the most beautiful blue eyes I’ve ever seen. I feel my anger softening. His stare intensifies.

“It’s okay, but I want to go back inside, please let me go.” I plead to get away from him, his stare makes me feel very strange. I feel something rolling inside me and I can’t explain what it is.

For a moment he is quiet and looks like he is listening “Uh, Lucian tells me you do figure skating.” Is he trying to change the topic?

“Why are all of you suddenly so interested in my after-school activities.”

“Well because it doesn’t make sense why you are so cold, since you practically do sport on ice.” What?

“Because I am usually wearing thermal body suits and not cocktail dresses and stilettos. Also, I am busy on the ice.” I see him looking me up and down and a flicker of lust passes through his expression. His expression makes me feel so very strange.

“Oh, right makes sense.” He goes quiet and starts listening again. He looks satisfied and says, “You’re welcome to go back, sorry for pulling you out.” Okay he is weird, but I somehow feel drawn to him. I start towards the door but feel something pull me back.

“Hey, could you let go of my hand please?” I realise he’s still holding my hand. I see him staring at it, and instead of letting go he pulls me closer to him. Now I am standing so close to him that I feel warmth spreading all over my body. My hand starts tingling where he is holding me. I feel him putting his other arm around my waist. He lets go of my hand and reaches into my hair and pulls my head me close to his face. I study his face, his curly blond hair frames chiselled face. He has watery blue eyes and they look like they can stare into one’s soul. His breath smells like chocolate. He starts taking deep breaths and dips his face towards mine. His lips brush mine and I feel a shock where his lips touched mine.

He pulls back so slightly, just enough to look into my eyes and whispers “I’m sorry but I have to know.”

He dips his face again this time he kisses me. His kiss feels almost desperate, and I cannot help but kiss him back. I embrace him around his neck to get closer. He deepens the kiss, and his tongue starts exploring my mouth. The kiss lasted for what felt like an eternity but also only 2 seconds. Then he breaks away. I see shock pass over his face, and he let’s go of me and disappears into the woods. I stand staring at the spot where he disappeared for almost an hour when I hear Phoebe calling me. I will never tell anyone about that. My first kiss….

Fabian

“It’s such a nice night. Don’t you think?” This is the first thing I can think of to say.

“Uh well it was, until you pulled me into the cold night air. It’s f*****g Autumn, it’s a much prettier season to look at from the comfort of a window.” I look at her. She looks annoyed and I can see her shivering. I feel a pang of concern and feel my brows furrowing.

“I’m sorry, I forgot it’s Autumn, I don’t get cold so easily.” I really don’t, I actually feel like I’m having a personal summer. I am always hot, and now it is only going to get worse thanks to chase. I stare down at her and smell something sweet.

What on earth is it? Chase is becoming curious. Fabian, she is the one who smells like that. Oh f**k, he’s right, she is the one who smells like rosemary and lemon. All these years it was her I was smelling. I look down at her lips, I recognise them from my dream today.

“It’s okay, but I want to go back inside, please let me go.” I can hear her plead, and I want to let her go, but the thought sickens me. I see her face looks unhappy, but she doesn’t look the way she acts. Her smell deepens, and it starts smelling like lavender as well. I need to let her go. I listen to what is happening inside and remember I can link my pack members now.

“Lucian, can I get a signal whether or not it is safe to let Eleanor in?” I try to link him. I hope it works.

“Yes, I am done, I’ll fill you in on the details later.” I feel him mentally wink at me. He really is a nimpho. I hope Donna is one too.

I should let her go but I just want to smell her for a second longer. It makes the past 3 years of pain almost wash away completely, “Uh, Lucian tells me you do figure skating.”

“Why are all of you suddenly so interested in my after-school activities.” She is feisty and that remark just makes my pants grow tighter, and I forget that I could let her go inside now.

“Well because it doesn’t make sense why you are so cold, since you practically do sport on ice.”

“Because I am usually wearing thermal body suits and not cocktail dresses and stilettos. Also, I am busy on the ice.” Fair point. Now I feel the need to look at her and I take in her very short green dress and those heels that makes her calves look absolutely gorgeous.

Kiss her Fabian. I hear Chase urging.

I cannot. That’ll be creepy.

Now!

“Oh, right makes sense.” I say, ignoring Chase “You’re welcome to go back, sorry for pulling you out.” I try not to be creepy.

Hmph, I feel chase being pissed. Wow I have only had a wolf for a few hours and now he is already pissed off at me. But I cannot go around kissing girls that smells nice. I promised I will graduate first. Plus, I would like to kiss my mate for my first kiss. But something about her makes me want to give in to Chase’s request.

She turns and starts walking towards the house but suddenly stops and looks at me over her shoulder and my heart skips a beat. You should’ve kissed her. I mentally roll my eyes at him.

“Hey, could you let go of my hand please?” My heart sinks. Not the words I was hoping for.

I feel something take hold of my actions, but not chase. It feels like my actions are driven by desire. Instead of letting her go I pull her closer to me, until I can see the folds in her irises. In the moonlight her eyes are absolutely breath taking. I can feel my body bursting with heat, it actually feels comfortable. I snake my free arm around her body and feel her back muscles through the satin fabric of her dress. When I feel confident that I have secured her in my embrace I let go of her hand and place that hand behind her head. I take a couple of deep breaths, and decide I just want to touch. I brush my lips against hers. I almost feel like I’ve been shocked, and I pull away slightly. The most incredible feeling I’ve ever felt. I look into her eyes waiting for her to react. I want to know what this feeling is and why I am feeling like this.

“I’m sorry but I have to know.” I whisper and in the same breath I close the gap between our lips and start to kiss her. I feel the need inside me, that I’ve never felt before, gets satisfied. It feels like a hunger being stilled with a good meal, or better a thirst from days without water and then feeling the smooth liquid quenching your thirst. I’m so wrapped in how this feels I nearly miss it when she starts kissing me back, putting her arms around my neck, and I feel myself growl and deepen the kiss. It feels like the need is satisfying but never fully satisfied and I need it to be satisfied. I try to get more of her and urge her to let my tongue in and she happily obliges.

I don’t know how long I was standing there kissing her, but a horrible realisation washes over me and I break the kiss and pull away from her. I give her one last look and see the pain growing in her eyes. It guts me but I need to get away and turn to run into the woods.

I’ll never tell anyone, my first kiss…