My Werewolf Mate

My name is Nicole and I live in Salt Lake City Utah. I had moved here to  get away from it all, especially him. I am currently sitting in my living room with my best friend, Stella (who happens to be a werewolf). "Come on Nicole, the party will be fun!" Stella said as she stuffs a handful of popcorn into her mouth. We were binge watching Sopranos on HBO.  "I'm human, you really thing your alpha and brother would want me there," I said as I laughed at her. "They're not against humans, plus you're my best friend. Its my brothers wedding/mating ceremony. You can come, he's the beta," Stella explained.  "Yes, but what about the alpha. Isn't he known for not liking humans?" I asked. "He's changed, plus you'll be with me and I'm like his sister," she said. "I'm still not sure. I mean I'll be so out of place there," I said not really wanting to talk about this anymore. "I won't take no for an answer and you know how annoying I can be when I want something," she said with a mischievous grin on her face. She was right. She was my first friend when I moved here and she knew how to push my buttons and what to say to get me to say yes. "Fine I'll go," I finally said after a long pause. "Yay! Now lets raid your closet and find you something to wear!" she said excitedly.  This was going to be a long weekend.