The Evolution of Evangeline
Evangeline has not had a life like other she wolves.
When she was 14 her brother, the next alpha of the Hawthorn pack, died leaving the pack without a male heir.
The accords require any pack without a future alpha to merge with another unless their daughter is mated to a suitable future leader.
So. They did not tell anyone. It was the packs largest secret.
And when the time came if Evangelines mate was found and suitable he would take over when her father stepped down.
If he was already an alpha....then the pack would have no choice but to merge.
They could only hope he was suitable.
It was not a fate Evangeline wanted. Any of it.
If it were up to her she would never find her mate.
She did not want a mate.
She did not need a mate.
She could get everything she wanted on her own.
I let out a breathless laugh, rolling off the werewolf beneath me. "Well that didn't totally suck."
He chuckled, abs flexing, looking me over as I rose from the bed, "didn't totally suck?"
I hummed searching for my dress, "yeah it was fun while it lasted." Pretty doesn't always equal the best stamina. "Thanks Alex."
I cocked a brow at him, wiggling into my tight little black dress, "not for the past hour it wasn't but okay. Cool." I raked a hand through my hair, smoothing out the inky waves. "Anyways I have to get back to my pack before sunrise and I cant find my panties. If you do, their yours." Sauntering over to him I kissed him deeply, "thanks again Andy."
He chuckled, "its Aaron, and how about if I find them I give you a call?"
Shit. How drunk was I? "Did I give you my number?"
"good." I started for his door, "have a nice life Adam."
"Its Aaron!" He called after me.
I rolled my eyes, "whatever."
He was not good enough in bed for me to remember his name.
Besides I had better things to do. Like get home before dad found out I was gone.
My first Lunar Ball was coming, my first time participating to find a mate. Unfortunately.