Chapter 02

“Nina Frost, you better not be on your bed sulking like some loser.”

I dropped my phone on the bed not bothering to respond to Kiera's text, because indeed I was in bed sulking like a loser.

I found out my mate was gay. If I hadn't, the jackass would have asked me to marry him.

If that didn't spell ‘loser’, then I don't know what could.

The blow the moon dealt me was brutal. What had I done in my past life to deserve this? I was an ‘okay’ person. Not the epitome of saint, but I would never go out of my way to hurt anyone. So why do such a special day turn into one filled with regrets?

When I came back last night, I had really tried not to sulk, or cry or think about it by reading. A few minutes in, I sat on my bed, phone pressed against my ear while explaining everything that happened between sobs to Kiera.

And bless Kiera's soul, she didn't say a word. Just allowed me to cry until I got tired of crying, eyes swollen, before she softly asked me to go to bed - which I did.

But when I woke up this morning, I didn't feel better. The weight of all that had happened, hit me like a freight train.

I clutched my pillow tightly as tears slipped down my eyes.

Reed was my first kiss. My first love. .

How on earth, did I manage to miss the fact that he was just playing me? That he was gay?

I would have.

And I knew that, but I was just too swayed by how perfect everything was, I didn't bother to look as deeply as I should have.

My mind went back to yesterday. His loud moans, as Andy drilled him and I threw up a little in my mouth.

Bastards.

The two of them, that was what they were. Total bastards.

We were friends before we discovered we were mates. He could have told me. The bastard had known I was in love with him all along and used me as his beard!

Fury licked at my veins and I gripped the pillow harder, wanting to tear it to pieces. How dare him do this to me after all I had done for him?

Anger brewed, piping hot within me.

Anger at how stupid I had been, all in the name of some silly love.

Anger because I had wasted years, loving a man who preferred dicks to tits.

Anger, because I never did anything wrong and yet the goddess dealt me such a cruel fate.

The sound of a key twisting the lock of my door drew me out of my thoughts, but I remained still. I did not have to look up to know that it was Kiera. She was the only one who had access to my spare keys.

“I knew you would still be here, wasting your days.” She quipped and I felt the bed dip before she placed a hand on my back.

“Oh please. Allow me to grieve in peace.”

I groaned.

There was another scent beside Kiera's. I looked up, surprised to see another lady with her.

I faintly recognised her and it took my brain a few seconds of processing to remember who she was.

Andy’s girlfriend.

Judging from her red, swollen eyes, she just found out about her boyfriend’s side hobby too.

Very funny thing.

And to think that she was very beautiful. She looked like she could easily be a model, with blonde hair, beautiful eyes and red sulky lips.

But it was her very curvy features that I admired.

“Grieve?” Kiera asked incredulously, “Who died?”

I gave her my best ‘do not fuck with me’ glare and she raised her hands up in mock surrender.

“Alright, sorry. But really I do not think that those two bastards are worth all these tears. I had to drag this one out from her dorm. Look at her,” She pointed at the other girl, “all red eyed because of some douche bag.”

“Douche bag? You have always liked Reed.”

“Yes, but that was before I discovered that he was using my best friend to cover his rainbow ass.”

I laughed lightly despite myself and sat up, suddenly feeling just a little bit better. The pain lingered.

“Look at me,” Kiera said touching my chin, “I understand how hurt you must be feeling right now. On the plus side, This is good riddance from your life and you do not have to be anybody's shield anymore.”

She was right. I had thought of that while trying not to cry last night. I was lucky that I found out the truth this early.

“And there is no need to cry over spilt milk. What do we do? We move on, with our head held high. Look at the two of you, very beautiful and sexy. Any man would be lucky to have you yet here you are crying over those…those bastards?”

I smiled and so did Andy's ex girlfriend. What was her name again?

Kiera always had a way to lift a person’s spirit up and that was one of the several reasons I loved her so much.

“I wish it was that easy. Moving on, I mean.” The girl whispered, wrapping her arm over her chest.

“Sure it is,” Kierra shrugged, “All you need is alcohol, a buzzing head, and a hot one night stand with a man hotter than your ex.”

I almost laughed at the ridiculous idea but then I saw that she was not joking.

“You have got to be kidding me.” I said.

I couldn't lie, the idea had flashed through my mind last night. I had imagined it as some sort of ultimate payback to Reed. But it felt ridiculous, sleeping with someone else to get back at someone who would rather shag men. I brushed it off immediately.

And now Kiera was bringing it up

“Come on. That is the best thing you can do right now. Revenge fun is always the best. Think about it, your mate has been cheating on you for years and you, because of him, have never given any man a chance in your life. Why not grab this chance to have the fun you have been denied?”

I bit my lip, the thought suddenly very tempting in my head. A hit stranger could do no wrong. “It just doesn't seem right.”

“You know what isn’t right, Nina? Being cheated on, getting hurt and deceived by the man you had loved half of your life. There's nothing wrong with wanting to have some fun, and ease your pain.”

Damn, she makes a strong point.

“I am in,” the other girl said, her lips curling in a grin. .

I shook my head, “You two are crazy.”

Kiera did not answer and I just sat there in silence thinking.

The more I thought about her words the angrier I became. She was right. I had invested so much time and attention for what exactly?

If Reed could have the nerves to hurt me so, there’s nothing stopping me from having my own fun.

“I can see it in your eyes. I can see your opposition backing down.”

I sighed, “Fine. Tell me what you have in mind, you crazy witch.”

She cheered and hugged me tightly.

“I already prepared a surprise for you both early this morning. So just get washed up. We have a lot to do.”

Yup. Kiera was definitely my own naughty fairy godmother.

She always had things under control, a trait I prayed to have.

Two hours later, I stood once again, shocked to my bones. The building Kiera had brought us to stared back at me.

“Oh no…'' I whispered dread filling my stomach immediately, “We cannot be here Kiera. What are you thinking?”

“Ease up tiger.”

“Ease up? You know,” I stopped glancing around before dropping my voice to a whisper. “You know that the dragon claws are our enemies. We do not associate with them and we certainly do not go to their parties.”

The dragon claws were another pack, the second werewolf pack in the city and for as long as I could remember we have had a hot feud with them.

I had no idea what started the feud but interactions were forbidden strictly between both packs. They were like a whole different world and crossing the boundaries was considered treason.

“I know that, but calm down, will ya? Do not always take things so lightly. Besides, is there any better way to get your hot revenge than a forbidden sex?”

She cannot be serious.

‘They are going to kill us if they recognise us.”

Which they easily will. After all, I was the Alpha's daughter.

“No they will not. I have a few friends.”

My eyes widened, “Who are you right now?”

“Just a girl less boring than you. Come on, leave every moral and rules you have holding you back Nina. Just for today. Tomorrow you can go back to following the rules.”

I sighed.

We were here already after all.

“Fine, but I am not going to let any of those bastards touch me.”

“You know a wise man once said do not inherit enemies. And that is what you are doing right now. Harbouring hatred towards people you do not know all because of a feud you had no idea when or how it even started. You are smarter than that, love.”

I grunted but followed them when they walked into the gate.

Brenda! I suddenly remembered. That was the girl’s name, although that wasn't relevant right now.

What baffled me was how she was just following Kiera without any atom of objection.

Damn she must be really heartbroken and desperate to fix it.

But I was not desperate.

I might be hurt but I won't allow that to cloud my decisions. No way was I going to just sweep everything I know, every value and self control I had under the rugs.

But all that prep talk was thrown into the wind because barely two hours later I was tipsy as hell and the girls and Iwere yelling at each other in the name of a conversation.

When we got into the house, which Kiera said was the alpha’s house, something snapped inside me.

Apparently none of these people seemed to care about who I was.

No.

Everyone was just busy having fun and doing their thing, and I just decided to let loose and tag along.

“So are you enjoying yourself?” Kierra over the blaring music. I have forgotten what she said the dragon claws were celebrating.

“Sure,” I yelled right back with a grin, “This is so fun! Whooo!”

She smiled and blew me a kiss.

Brenda was in her own element just drinking and yelling at the bartender as if he was the cause of her frustration.

“See any hot guy yet?”

My eyes swept around the room and I shrugged. There were lots of hot guys in here.

Tons of them but none of them were hot enough for me to pull up my dress and scream “Fuck me!”

“By the way, you have not broken your mate's bond , right?”

“No,” I shook my head, “If I am going to have my fun tonight I am going to do it while he is still my mate. That would make me feel better, cheating back.”

Kiera’s eyes shone with pride and she raised her glass to me, “You are turning into a vixen. Love, love it.”

We drank, gossiping about everyone, until some hot dude came over and asked Kiera to dance. An offer she accepted without a second glance at me.

Not that I was bothered.

There was no need for us all to keep sulking here at the bar.

I snatched my purse and tapped Brenda’s shoulder, “I have to go use the bathroom, Brenda. I will be right back.”

She was either asleep on her seat, or lost in her thoughts because she did not respond. I shook my head before walking away.

And what a task that was.

I could not walk straight because my head was spinning - thanks to alcohol. I maintained my cool until I got to an empty hallway.

I almost collapsed in relief when the noise drowned away behind me and I was met with quiet and fresh air.

Staggering still, and whistling I walked to the first door I saw and pushed it open.

Definitely not a bathroom.

Nope.

This had to be heaven. My eyes locked on abs. Wet, beautiful, ripped abs before me.

I swallowed, walking towards the sight like I was entranced. My eyes followed a trail of water down to his hips and then

Oh hallelujah.

My thighs quivered and a sigh slipped from my lips. I never knew it was so possible for a man to be so…big.

This is definitely a body I would raise my skirt for and I have not even seen his face.

“Uhm…excuse me?”

That voice. So deep, so sexy.

I looked up and my breath snagged then dissolved in a rush of emotions.

I was eye to eye with who had to be the most handsome man in the universe.

Must be the alcohol, but I didn't care. This human was hot!!! And I just wanted to burn in all that hotness.

His eye brow, which were barely visible under his wet tousled brown hair - were raised.

And there was an obvious question in his golden eyes. Oh those eyes, I stepped closer. How they shone like the sun.

“Excuse me!” He called again firmer this time.

Mmmmhmmm, sexy. The heat radiating off him had me purring like a damned kitty.

“Who the fuck are you?”

“Shhhh,” I whispered, placing a finger over his lips.

He cocked his head to the side, shock written all over his face.

“Hello gorgeous,” I slurred. “Just to be clear, you are not gay, are you?”

An amused look flashed on his face,

“No, I am afraid not but that does not answer my question. You look drunk and lost.”

“Drunk? Yes and so beautifully so.

Lost? Oh no no no, my fine gorgeous man. I am not lost. I am right where I need to be. And it is such a relief that you are not gay.” I murmured, eyes on his dick.

I licked my lips. So fucking magnificent.

“Is that so?” He asked, with a hint of laughter in his voice, “Why?”

“Because,” I said, brushing my fingers over the taut, bulbous head.

He hissed, as I teased his length with my fingers, tracing the veins, feeling him throb against my hands.

I wrapped my hand firmly around his hard dick, smiling when he took a sharp breath, “I want you to fuck me.”

If he thought I was crazy, his blank expression did not give it away.

I gave him the best seductive smile I could come up with, moving my hands over his length, moaning how hot and hard he felt.

“Just for tonight?” I batted my lashes.

“Fuck it!” He growled and I yelped when his arms wrapped around my waist the next second drawing me closer to his body. “You asked for this,”

His lips smacked against mine in a brutal kiss and everything went blank.