The Beta's Unwanted Mate | ✔️ Complete

45 | in the arms of a stranger

I looked at her suspiciously, "Promise? Just one drink?"

Kat tsked her tongue and nodded, looking drunk already. "Yup!"

I sighed and obliged, bringing the cup to my lips, I took a swing of the drink and swallowed the bitter contents. My head felt dizzy as soon as the drink hit my system and I was woozy for a minute till the immediate effect if drink wore off.

"See?" Katherine giggled, drinking from what I think was her third cup. "Wasn't it amaaaaammzinggg?"

I nodded my head furiously and she pulled us to the bar where I served myself another cup of beer.

"Woohoo!" I hooted while chugging down the 2nd glass as the effect of alcohol started hitting me and I felt tipsy.

To hell with promises! They are meant to be broken anyway.

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I knew drinking too much wasn't a wise decision. It never is. But in my brain, I was safe and in the pack house where no one can take me against my wish and will.

There were 2 guards in front of each door ensuring safety of pack mates and that was enough to make me feel relieved.

I didn't want to repeated the Xander incident.

But a tiny, more rational part of me knew that this sudden urge to get drunk was because I wanted to wash the disappointment and hurt I felt because of Chance.

He had practically abandoned me tonight.

We had promised each other to spend this night together, mating, but he just disappeared one day before it without any notice.

And no, he wasn't still in the woods as Reece told me that he had seen him himself with his own eyes, yesterday morning, walking into the pack house.

Did he bother to meet me? No.

Was I hurt? Absol-fucking-utely yes.

If he didn't want to mark me, he could have just said. There was no need for this drama.

I was on my sixth cup or something, when I thought of how he had kissed me that day when he said it was just 2 days to the night when we could finally be together.

I had genuinely thought he wanted me. I genuinely thought he couldn't wait to announce us as mates.

Was it all a lie?

Tears burned the sides of my eyes and I brought my sixth cup to my lips and drank it in seconds.

I am wasted and I don't give a shit. My night was ruined anyway. Might as well be trashy for once. Like a normal, rebellious teenager.

I was lost in my own thoughts when I felt a pair of arms warm around me from behind and I jumped in shock.

Turning around, I saw an unknown face looking down at me with a smirk.

"Wanna' dance, sexy?" He slurred too as he swayed slightly on his legs, telling me he was drunk as hell too.

I nodded, not thinking much about it.

I mean, it's just a dance, and it's not like anything can go wrong.

No biggie.

He pulled us to the dance floor, while keeping his hands on my waist as I placed mine on his shoulder and we both swayed to the beat.

It was a decent, innocent dance and I tried to enjoy it while ignoring the unsettling, unwanted feeling that filled my chest.

My body was rejecting his touch in everyway possible as today was full moon and it wanted just it's mate.