My rockstar werewolf

It was almost 7 o'clock and I was bouncing up and down in my shoes, eagerly awaiting the moment that the first chord will play out and signal the band is coming. "Evie, girl, calm down." my best friend Stella said as she brushed her long blonde hair out of her eyes. "Calm down? How can I be calm when my gorgeous Seth will be here any second?" I have been obsessed with the rock band Broken Compass for months. Well more specific with their lead singer Seth Luns. The moment I laid eyes on him in that boring waiting room magazine, I had been hooked. I studied the concert-goers around us and noticed quite a few skimplely clad girls. I glanced down at my band tank top and shorts. "I feel overdressed" I said sheepishly. "Pa-lease," Stella droned, "those groupie hoes are a dime a dozen. Unlike my classy best friend who supports the band by buying every shirt available." Her voice got louder at the end, earning a few chuckles and comments from the fully clothed patrons. Static tension rolled in waves over the crowd as the audiences' collective excitement reached it's peak and exploded. The first guitar chord rang out as the band ran on stage. The stench of cheap perfume and body odor hit my nose as the numerous bodies pressed closer, vying for the best view of the stage. Dark and heavy tones spilled out of the speakers as the first song began. My heart skipped a beat when Seth's dreamy voice sounded across the room. I couldn't take my eyes off him as he performed with such passion. Halfway through the song his nostrils flared and his voice faltered, albeit slightly, and his piercing green eyes began to search the crowd. He continued searching long after the first song ended and the next started. Searching, searching, until... his eyes met mine. I was mesmerized. It was as if he was singing directly to me and the whole sea of people around me just faded away. I'm not sure how long I was standing there staring until Stella's excited voice cut through the fog. "Whoa, Evie, he is totally checking you out!" "What?" was all my muddled brain could muster. "That hottie, Seth Luns, he's been staring at you for at least three songs" Three songs? Had it really been that long? I could feel my cheeks beginning to heat up. I scanned the crowd and found some of the groupie skanks giving me dirty looks. I made it a point to look anywhere but the stage, anywhere but at those gorgeous green eyes I wanted so badly to see again. "He was probably looking at you or someone else near us. There's no way he was looking at me." I fiddled with my shirt and tried to deny it even as I felt his eyes still on me. Stella just scoffed. "We are going to slow it down a little with the next one." Seth's melodical voice washed over me. "This one goes out to anyone who's met that special someone." I couldn't fight the pull any longer and my eyes snapped back to meet his. As he sang, he began to move through the crowd. The swarm of people parted before him with every step. Well almost everyone. One bimbo in itty bitty shorts and bra tried to cling into his arm but he just shook her off. I felt a wave of jealousy shoot through me at the sight of her filthy paw on his arm. Seth barely spared her a second glance as he continued walking towards me. He stopped inches away, so close I could barely breathe. His perfect lips were tilted up in a smirk as he watched my reaction. He was still singing as he reached for my hand and slowly lifted it to his lips. I could feel hundreds of eyes on us but didn't care. All that mattered were the ones right in front of me. He spun me as the song drew to an end then pulled me close. I could feel his warm breath on my ear and could smell the delicious scent of his cologne "Hello, Mate." he whispered softly against my neck.