I finally arrived at the club and Mattéo and Antoine guided me to the VIP-room. There were so many scents together in the club that I almost vomited. Mattéo told me that they had met some cool girls and asked if they could invite them up.
"What about your mate?" I asked Mattéo.
"They are just friends." He said while I looked to Antoine. I could tell he liked one of them, he had even smiled a little bit. 'It will do him good.' Mattéo linked me.
"Okay, but don't ask me to entertain them." I am tired and wasn't in a mood. After a full week of meetings, I was ready to go home.
10 minutes later they came back, without the girls, they had refused to come up. Antoine took a seat next to me; I knew he had a hard time since his mate rejected him. I sighed and bent closer to him, trying to comfort him but then I got a whiff of a scent on him.
"MATE!" I growled loudly together with my wolf Henri who yelled in my head "MATE.""Alpha?" Antoine asked.
"My mate is here. Her scent is all over you." I growled.
"I danced with Jen, my friend, she gave me a hug."
"Mine!" I growled.
"Alpha, wait! She is human. She won't understand."
But Henri and I were already walking out the VIP, being a powerful Alpha I can easily track a scent. Henri sniffed out the crowd, searching for that cherry blossom we smelled on Antoine.
Then I saw her, dancing with her hands in the air smiling at her friend, I think. Beautiful body I could tell from here, dressed modestly but nice. Long blond hair and when she looked up, the most gorgeous emerald eyes I ever saw in my life. I mind linked every wolf in the club, 'the blond human girl is mine.'
'Yes Alpha' they all link back.
Wrapping my arms around her was even better than I ever imagined, her scent of cherry blossom and freesia. She reacted almost directly to me and when we danced together, we became one. I felt her complete relax and surrender in my arms. Turning her around I slammed my lips on her. Her lips were soft, and electricity ran through me. Henri was howling of joy in my head. She responded immediately to my kiss, and I felt in heaven. Henri and I couldn't hold it anymore and pulled her with us outside towards a taxi.
In the cap she was smiling at me.
"How much did you drink?" I asked her.
"A lot, but I drank a lot of water too. I'm not drunk if that's what you are asking me." She said with a smile. Then she pulled out her phone and took my picture. "What are you doing?" I asked her.
"I'm sending your picture to Claire. She will hunt you down if you kill me." She said with a smirk. I smiled with that and when I saw the picture, she took I rolled my eyes. It was all blurry, nobody would ever recognize me in it.
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Land of hope and dreams
WerewolfWhen Olivier Gabriël Dumont, 28 years old Alpha of the French pack 'Fleur de lis' is in America to find land for his pack that is too large for the territory they have, he meets finally his mate. He was becoming desperate to find her. Jennifer Alic...