Chapter two

Here I am celebrating at a bar when a party that I had long anticipated for was going on at the moment. My head spun around, and my tears uncontrollable as my mind was still trying to get a grasp of everything that had happened back there.

"Jackson found his fated mate" I scoffed aloud, and dug my fingers into my hair swinging it to the left side alongside my head. "He's mine… or he was mine."

It hurt me even more to know that I was being played by him all along. All these years, I thought we both prayed not to find our fated, but it seemed it was different for Jackson. He always wanted to find his fated and get rid of me as soon as possible. I was just realizing that all his promises to me were lies or mere words.

My phone kept ringing, but I wasn't planning on answering it or talking to anyone. All I want right now is to sulk in my own misery and foolishness knowing that I had sacrificed so much for the man whom I called my chosen mate. 

"Can I have another glass of vodka?"

As soon as the glass was dropped in front of me, I picked it up and began to drink gulp down the content, not minding the level at which it burnt my throat. The pain felt nothing like the pain stinging in my heart.

The loud music in the bar had refused to distract me from my thoughts, and away from the pain like I had hoped it would. Instead, I sulked more, wishing that Jackson would have told me what he really wanted before I fell deeper in love with him. When the pain became unbearable, I brought out the card I had collected from him and began to stare at it.

"200 million dollars." Jackson's words rang through my ears over and over again, and I scoffed aloud, taking a deep breath in afterwards. I had no clue why I had collected the card shamelessly.

Maybe I wanted to prove to him that I wasn't affected, but everything was a lie. I was very certain he knew his words hurt me like a knife in the heart, and it pleased him so much.

Deep down, I wished there was anyway I could repay Jackson back for all the emotional pain and heartbreak he put me through, but what could I do. He was the soon to be Alpha of the moon shadow pack and I had nothing over him. 

I let my tears fall down freely, and rose to my feet. Just as I turned to leave, a marvelous scent of raspberry and chocolate caught my nostrils, and I averted my gaze sideways to find out who had this wonderful scent.

"Isn't he cute? Oh my goodness, he's fucking hot."

"I wish he was mine, god-damnit, I imagine what it feels like to have him instead of him."

"Girl, I can't take my eyes off him, he's so handsome."

"Any girl out there would be damn lucky to have him."

I could hear the squeaking sounds of the ladies seated behind me, and I immediately turned my gaze at the man they were praising so much. The moment my gaze met his figure, I almost lost my breath at that moment. It was like time stopped for a short period of time, and I could feel my body intensely flaring up. My whole body wanted so badly to be in his arms just immediately. No doubt, he was incredibly handsome.

As bold as I could ever be, I rose to my feet and began to walk towards him.

On my way, his gaze met mine and I smiled. I didn't care if he was with two people as all I wanted was to be with him. Probably it was the effect of the drink, but I cared less either. As I got to him, I wasted no time, and sat down on his legs, touching his face with my index finger,

"You're practically my type." I whispered, earning me a surprised look from the men who were seated close to him.

"Ethan…" one of them called, but he interrupted

"Can you give up some privacy." He said, and they both rose to their feets,

As soon as they walked away, the handsome man stared at me with a smile, "What's your name pretty?"

My face flushed red when he called me that and I couldn't control the rate at which my heart raced. I felt so much happier than I ever felt. If Heather were here, she would tell me to have fun tonight and forget about Jackson.

"Aurora Sterling. You smell so good." I uttered, and without waiting for him to utter a word, I drew his face close to mine and claimed his lips immediately. When I did this, I felt a wild voltage of electricity rush through my blood,

"You two get a room." A passerby uttered, and I grabbed his tie around his neck,

"Shall we?" The smile on my lips stretched out even more, and I didn't care if I was offering myself to him so cheap. Everything in me just wanted this handsome man tonight and maybe I had this feeling I would feel calm if I did. To my surprise, he lifted me up in his arms and began to walk away with me. Along the way, I rested my head on his chest, feeling his heartbeat so calm and steady. Around him, I felt a kind of peace that I couldn't comprehend and I didn't want him to let me go.

When he walked into the room and dropped me on the bed, he turned to leave, but I held his hand,

"Stay with me, please." I uttered, staring at the little bulge on his throat as he swallowed a lump of saliva while staring at him with those sexy eyes.

I had no idea why I was so comfortable around this stranger even to a level of trusting my body with him.

"You're drunk, you should have some rest." He whispered, but I refused to let him go. With all the strength I had left, I pulled him closer to myself till he was on me,

"Mate, my wolf wants you, I want you."

It was at this moment I knew, I had found my fated mate, and I was so much attached to him. Everything that I had never prayed for was slowly finding its way into my life.