Chapter 5

Dean’s POV

At Chaos:

I can’t believe I let Jacob and Cassia talk me into coming out tonight. I have so much work to do for the pack. But, here I am in the VIP section of Chaos. The VIP section is on a platform above the dance floor so one can sit and stare down all at the other people below. I have a bottle of bourbon sitting in front of me. Jacob and Cassia are conversing about something trivial that I do not care about. Jacob is my Beta and second in command of the pack Cassia is his mate and very capable warrior of the pack, She is also considered second in command. That is how our world works. We are equal in status with our mate. They get to choose how the duties are separated, as long as the Alpha of the pack approves it. My Delta, Andrew has disappeared, probably on the prowl for some innocent to pass the time with. He is inappropriate at times, but a great strategist and down right brutal in combat. It will be interesting to see who the Moon goddess pairs him with and what it does to his personality. A few other warriors are here as well but mainly to keep an eye on things, so I can relax. 

My pack is called the Blood Moon Pack. We are one of the largest packs in the United States. I know our pack's reputation is one of power, strength, and brutality. I have worked hard to keep that reputation. The more our enemies fear us the less likely they will try to attack. I am a harsh alpha, yet fair. I only punish if I must but when I do Goddess help the poor soul. I do not have any mercy. My wolf Ares is even more malice than I, just like the God of War he is named after he relishes in a good fight. We live on the outskirts of Seattle where the forest is dense. Even so, I have several apartments, and homes throughout the US so that when we have business we can stay there instead of in a hotel. We had all decided to stay in the city for a couple of days to get away from the normal routine.

Ares jolts me out of my daze, he has been annoying me most the night. I can feel him pacing back and forth, restless and uneasy. “MATE” . His voice is so loud I feel like my head is going to explode. The glass I had just finished is suddenly shattered. This draws the attention of all my party. I quickly let them know I am fine through the mind link. Jacob looks at me with curiosity but knows not to ask any questions. I stand up and walk to the railing of the platform. “What did you just say?” I am in disbelief, after all this time she is here in the one place I didn’t want to come too. Werewolves are immortal. We grow like normal, develop, until the age of 20, then we stop aging. A werewolf can choose to continue to grow old, but normally that only happens if their mate has passed away. We only receive one mate from the moon goddess. I could have taken a chosen mate, but refused to rule with anyone else besides the one made for me. She is my other half, the one who will complete me, balance me, and allow me to become even more powerful. I will do the same for her as well. What she lacks I will provide though to me she will be perfect in all ways. My queen. I have been 20 now for over a century. There have been a few distractions along the way, but I have never given my heart to anyone. “Mate is here, I can sense her. Go Find her, you idiot!” “ Okay okay I am headed down now.” I jump over the rail and land lightly on my feet. It is surprising how unaware humans truly are, especially when there is alcohol involved. It is like their brains can’t accept what they can’t explain. 

I tower over most of the people in this club. There are only a few humans to match my height; this gives me an advantage, I start scanning through the crowd, I have no idea who I am looking for, what she looks like, I just know that when I see her and our eyes lock my world will change and a new beginning will start. My heart is racing with anticipation, Ares is sharpening my senses like we are on the hunt. Our abilities can be heightened and lessened whenever we desire. I have my back to the bar, I can sense her being, it is like I am getting pulled towards her. All of a sudden I feel a small bump hitting my foot and look down to see a dark straight hair woman falling over me. I instinctively reach out and catch her so she doesn’t land on her face. My hands tingle when they touch her sides. “MATE MATE MATE” Ares is screaming and jumping for joy. Then I realize that I am holding my other half. She is slowly scanning over my body. Checking out my arms, chest, face. I am a little worried that this small HUMAN will be scared of me. I know I intimidate most of the wolves I encounter. 

While she is admiring me, I find myself doing the same to her. She is so small, barely over five feet. Though the shoes she has on makes her several inches taller, She has long hair that is straight and full. Her face is soft,with full lips, her eyes are the most beautiful green, so intense that if I didn’t know better I would think she was supernatural. “Mate is a halfling, she has the gene. I can smell it in her blood, but no wolf… yet. Change her Now.” “ I will do no such thing. She has no idea who we are, what we are. This will take some time, Ares. You want what is best for our little mate, do you not?” “Fine, we will wait, but not for long.” She has rosy cheeks which I assume is from the alcohol she has drank tonight, her figure is slim, my large hands can nearly touch around her waist. I can feel a smirk start to form when her eyes finally reach mine. “Mate is drunk, and seems sad, find out why.” I go to ask her if she is okay but she interrupts me.

“I’m so sorry! I was looking for my friend when I fell.” The slur of her words are so thick I can barely understand her. I have to bite my tongue from asking her how many drinks she had consumed while carrying her out of this place where she could get hurt. My protective instincts are working in overdrive and Ares is not helping the situation at all. I feel her start to pull away from me and reluctantly let her go. I wonder if she feels the mate bond when I touch her, the delightful tingling in my hands is even more addicting that anything I have experienced. She is honestly too drunk to feel much of anything at this point.

“No problem. Do you want my help finding her? I don't think it is wise for you to be walking around here by yourself.” 

“I don’t know you. I have friieeeends here sumewhere. I am fiinnee. So noo MR. Tall Darrk and HAnDsomee. I will do it all by myself.” He chuckles at my response and lets me go. 

“See you around Ms. Independent.”

I watch as our mate walks away. I am not worried about the fact that I did not get her name. Now that Ares knows her scent we would be able to find her from miles away. “Follow her, I want to watch and see who her friends are. What if it is another man? We will rip him apart!” I keep my distance but watch as our little mate staggers her way over to a booth with another girl and guy. I see the guy stand up to leave towards the bar.  Ares increases my hearing and I get the last bit of the conversation about how she wants to walk outside for some fresh air. She once again proves she is stubborn and not cautious by telling her friend she can go by herself. I roll my eyes at this statement. 

I go to follow her, when a hand lands on my shoulder and turns me around. This is impressive seeing that only my Beta has ever snuck up on me. But, I dismissed this on the fact I was so intent on my little mate. It is the blond man who was sitting at the table with mate’s friend. I snatch my shoulder from his grasp. He is tall, and well built. “His blood smells different, I can’t tell what he is but he isn’t human. I think he is masking his scent from us.”

“Stay away from my friends!” He yells in my face. I start to react like I normally would, which is to punch this thing into his place, but I stop myself when I realize that my mate would probably be unhappy if I hurt him. So, I hold off; we have only touched one time and the mate bond is already leveling me out. Suddenly, I feel intense fear and panic. This is not my emotions, normally you can not feel your mates emotions unless they are extremely intense. Humans do not feel them at all unless they choose to transition. I suddenly have no other thought than finding and protecting what is mine. I throw the man away from me and walk away without a second glance. I use my wolf speed and I am outside in a matter of seconds. I can hear a struggle in the side alley and another wave of panic settles inside of me. My rage is all I focus on, whoever is scary my angel will pay with their life. 

I round the corner and see her, I can see her trembling form against the wall of the alley, she is frozen, but as I get closer it is like her body is able to respond and she begins to fight back. “The mate bond is making our little one stronger.” Though she pushes with all her might the man doesn’t move. This makes my attention move from her to the man. I freeze. The man holding my mate is none other than Andrew, one of my ranking members of my pack. It takes every bit of my self control to not lose it and shift right there. 

I run up to them and pull him away from her, her legs give out from under her and she lands in a crouching position. I feel the urge to rip him apart, he put his hands on my mate, MINE, but I know she is terrified. I can feel it and I do not want to add to that.

“ She said No asshole. `` Get your filthy hands off of her.” 

“Come on Dean, it's just some fun. I means look at her she clearly is wanting and that little thing I bet is so tasty”

 Suddenly, I punched him just  one time right in the face and I hear a sweet satisfying crack of bone snapping. Andrew is now holding his nose, blood oozing out of it. I am not worried, he will heal quickly which is fine because his punishment when we are somewhere reasonable will not be easily recovered from. I walk over to him and whisper into his ear.

“You have touched your future Luna and you will pay. Go to my apartment and await your sentencing.” I use my alpha tone so I know he will not refuse. I look into his eyes and see the pure terror as he realizes his mistake. He apologizes to me and turns to me and gives my mate a slight bow. Then walks hastily away.  

I watch his retreating form, trying to get a handle on my rage before I turn to face my other half. I can feel her confusion, admiration, curiosity, and a bit of lust but above all else is terror not just for Andrew but of me. Her heart is beating like a hummingbird and her breath sounds like she has run a marathon.I am acutely aware of tears running down her face.

“ I am sorry about him, Andrew is usually harmless. That being said he will be dealt with for his actions.” I state, I  am still standing facing away from her watching the dark figure of Andrew walk away. She let out a sob and I realized that I needed to comfort her. I turn to her and almost instantly am in front of her wiping my tears off beautiful face.

“SHH, it is okay he is gone. No one will hurt you, not while I am here.” My curiosity gets the better of me and I ask “What is your name?” 

She almost instantly responds, “Maylee Kate Robinson.” I smile and look into her eyes, which give away every emotion she is feeling, confused, and frightened. I touch her cheek and I feel a tingling sensation in my fingertips and she stops crying and leaning her face into my touch. The bond between us is already so strong, just with my touch I put her at ease. It will be interesting if she decides to transition to see how strong we will become. 

 “Anthony Dean Michealson, I go by Dean.”