004 The Black Tulip

Elena smiled elegantly, waving to the people on the stairs all Luna-like before she started the party.

Raven stood far away from the happy crowd, drinking by himself.

He wasn't a party person.

"Alpha Raven," a gamma bared his neck at Raven before he rose the champagne in his hand, "How generous of you to lend the Alpha house for the birthday party for Elena."

"Of course, Alvin. Alpha's house is the pack's house, my father always says." Raven rose his own glass and took a sip courteously. Alvin was a loyal supporter of Raven's father, and also a relative of Raven's father's side.

They shared the last name of White.

"So when do you plan to have a celebration of your own?" Alvin put on the parental smile.

"I don't do birthday parties, Alvin." Raven shook his head with a chuckle.

"I mean the celebration for a new Luna, Alpha Raven." Alvin was still with that parental smile, and Raven coughed hard at his words.

"I know all about the celibacy with you young people," Alvin chuckled, "But a pack needs a Luna--Alpha?!"

"Sorry, Alvin, the drink doesn't agree with me. Excuse me." Raven finished the drink before he escaped in Alvin's "caring stare", heading upstairs.

A werewolf's mate is chosen by the moon goddess. She would link one's soul with their mate, and that bond would wake up at their 18th birthday and lead them to each other.

Of course Raven wanted a mate, but the excitement about a mate wore away in the long, hard seeking of the past four years. His mate wasn't in the pack, at least, wasn't yet 18 if she was. He had even traveled far, looking for his fated one, but he lost his hope by the time he traveled to the 38th of werewolf packs.

Why stop there? He finished all the packs in the country.

Maybe his mate was yet 18, or maybe his mate died. Whatever the case, he had given up, especially with his parents' recent deaths.

Raven just wasn't in a mate hunt right now.

[Raven? Something is wrong...] His wolf mutter in his mind. He went to put down the glass, only to miss the edge of the table by an inch, and dropped it on the ground.

[What's going?! Frost, are we poisoned?] Raven tried to focus, but the whole world started spinning. He gripped his collar and ripped it open, feeling like his clothes were on fire.

"Alpha, are you okay?" A sweet voice asked, but Raven had a hard time recognizing who it was.

"I'm --"

"He's just drunk! Haha, our young Alpha is yet to be used to alcohol!" Iron's baritone rose a cluster of laughter, "Allura, take Alpha back to his room, will you?"

"Alpha, this way--" The sweet voice rose again, closer to him this time. Her soft hand supported his arm so light, and her smooth skin rubbed against his arm. Raven shivered at Allura's touch, shocked to realize that he wanted more.

[I want a bite of her pink breasts--]

[What the fuck is wrong with you?!] Raven shouted at Frost, feeling his ear turn red, [Wait, is she our mate?! Are you saying that--]

[She's not...I don't know why but I really want to mark her...doesn't she smell delicious?] Frost trotted in his mind, all excited.

"I'm fine. I can go myself." Raven waved his hand and left Allura, "Thanks, enjoy the party, will you?"

Allura bared her neck and left Raven, leaving him climbing the ever-so-long stairs. People passed him, throwing him greetings and salutes when Raven just want to jump on them and ripe off their cloth.

[Grab that bicep!] Frost suddenly jumped for control, trying to grab an arm passing in front of their eyes.

[For the love of...that's a man!] Raven shouted, pushing Frost off himself as he doubled his speed, [You are crazy, you stupid dog!]

[I'm crazy?! You are the one who got a boner right now!] Frost rolled his eyes, [I'm just saying what YOU want!]

[Goddess forbids!] Raven gasped, realizing his situation, [It's the black tulip! It was the drink!]

[The flower for sex drug?] Frost had a stupid grin on, checking out another man passing them.

Raven basically crawled back to his room, pulling himself by the handrails. He crashed open his own bedroom before locking the door behind him.

"Fuck this is serious!" Raven cursed as he dashed into the bathroom, splashing water over his face, "What do we do now?!"

Water didn't help at all. Raven ripped off his shirt, gripping the edge of the mirror to support himself as he went through the medic cabinet behind quickly.

[Yeah, we have the cure for sex drugs stashed away.] Frost rolled his eyes in a sarcastic, [Now who's stupid?]

"Then what's your suggestion?!" Raven growled at Frost, splashing more water over his face and his burning chest, only to realize his cock got even harder, "What the hell--?!"

[You can't deal with the black tulip the ordinary way.] Frost shook his head, [Come on, just rub it off!]

[Arghhhh!] Raven growled in frustration. The notion that someone drugged him and forced him to masturbate was too humiliating.

[It's not like there is anyone in the room!] Frost rolled around in his mind, rubbing his back against the ground, [I can't take it anymore!]

Raven gripped the door frame of the bathroom as he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath as he reached out to his own cock. He stroked himself slowly through his pants, enjoying the sensation.

Under the drug's effect, all sex-related sensation was enhanced, and even the slightest friction was huge pleasure.

Raven groaned as he reached deep into his boxer, grabbing his own cock as he stroked slowly, feeling his tip grazing against his own wrist. Goosebumps rose as he dipped his head back, speeding up his hand when--

"The black tulip is a hard one to rub off." A smirking chuckle suddenly rose in the pitch-black room, "Don't you want to come to the bed at least?"