Nothing.

I'm staring into the dark chocolate eyes of my very attractive best friend who isn't my mate. I sigh disappointedly and look down at the painful stiletto heels. Before I looked down, I could've swore I saw disappointment sprawled across his face. Now that I'm thinking, that probably wasn't the expression I saw.

"Hey Evan." Mattie says with a huge grin plastered on her naturally plump lips.

She's also had a crush on him ever since he was known as 'Evan Baxter, the geek' or 'The kid to pick on to do your homework.' Its the same time I started developing major feelings for him. I'm not surprised, he's the guy that's always been kind and put his friends and family before him. He always puts himself last. He is honestly the least selfish guy I know. He's been that way ever since he was that sweet, geeky boy. That's one reason I fell for him but now– I can't put it in words. He's like a Jensen Ackles and Ian Somerhalder mixed but 10 times hotter. He has the sexy, bad boy look of Ian and likability and hotness of Jensen.

"Hey Mads." He smiles as he looks at both of us, "Hi Allie."

"Hey Ev." I say, faking a smile as I wrap my arms around him lightly in a hug. If I'm being honest, I'm pretty sad he's not the one. I wanted it to be him so bad.

"You two are a little bit dressed up, aren't ya?" He asks, looking over our outfits again but taking a little longer as he looks at mine.

"Nah." Madison smiles flirtatiously as she flicks her wrists dismissively, "I'm just taking my best friend out for her birthday!"

Evan looks skeptical and confused. "At one thirty in the morning? Where are you taking her?"

Mattie leans forward and whispers something in his ear. What he said causes him to chuckle. "Oh lord. You're gonna have fun." I could hear a little bit of something in his tone. Longing? Jealousy? Anger? Sadness? There was an emotion that flashed in his eyes but he quickly masked it over.

Mattie lets out a long sigh,"Well, we should get going. I've got a few more places in mind!" She says, winking at me.

"Why don't you come with, Ev?" I say, wanting him close. I want to be near him; his presence always makes me feel better.

"I wish I could but I can't. I'm tired and I have work in the morning." He replies with sadness lacing his voice.

I nod and Evan doesn't hesitate to wrap me up into a tight hug. "Happy Birthday Allie. Be safe." He whispers, still hugging me as he lays his chin on my shoulder.

I blush, frowning a little as I pull away. I immediately look down at my feet, "Thanks Evan." Mattie waves goodbye and rushes me down the hallway out of the pack house. We sit in the car for a long minute before Madison starts driving to the next destination.

Mattie pulls up in front of another club with a bright, neon blue sign labeled The Nightcrawler. Next to the sign was a vibrant pink outline of a girl sitting with her hands behind her. I've heard of this club. It's known as one of the places to go when you get the chance. Just like last time we walked straight past the bouncer. I follow Madison in and we head straight for the bar. I snicker. How many clubs has she been to? I wonder as I sit in a tall, newer looking bar chair. The room smells like the last club, but it's mixed with a hint of pine which is odd. We decide to down a few shots of different kinds of alcohol before stumbling out onto the dance floor. Mattie and I dance together during a few songs, screaming our lungs off to the songs we know. A couple of random guys approach us and we end up engaged in conversations with them. He asks me to dance, and I agree. We move a little bit over and start dancing together, and I am having the funnest time of my life.

"Wanna get out of here?" He smirks, gripping my body as we sway.

Making up an excuse, I say over the loud music, "I would but I can't leave my friend." He doesn't say anything and after the song we go in different directions. I find Madison in the swaying bodies and we start talking with more people. After flirting with quite a few different guys Mattie giggles as she walks away with someone. I decide to busy myself and walk around the dance floor, looking for a guy to make out with, knowing full well I'm not going to go home with anyone, but I deserve to have fun too. I try to scoot by a couple grinding on each other when one of them bumps into me.

I'm already a little tipsy so this action causes me to fall back against another couple dancing. I quickly turn to face the guy I fell into and stare at his toned back. The girls hands are moving up his back as they move in sync. "Sor-" I start to mutter as he turns his attention away from the girl.

His eyes are grey as steel and they stare into my light blue ones. Once our pupils meet it feels just like the movies. My heart flutters and it feels like time stops around us. The swaying bodies move slower and the music fades. We stare at each other for a good minute before the girl tries to get his attention. She taps his shoulder and tries to pull him back to her but he doesn't budge. The only thing he is focused on is me.

I look away and mutter, "Sorry." My breath seems to be caught in my throat. That 3 percent I said that wouldn't happen earlier, actually did. I met my mate and now he is standing right in front of me.

He doesn't say anything. He only stares directly at me. I take my time to look him over and I have a feeling he was doing the same. His hair was messy in a way that looked incredibly sexy on him. He is wearing a fitted black shirt that made his muscles pop. His lips are full and pink and his face was absolutely perfect. He was handsome in every way except one.

I was staring at Mason Wood, my mate and also the alpha of Red Moon Pack- my packs enemy. Both his parents died in a tragic car accident last year which made him automatic alpha. Mason Wood is my alpha mate.

"Allison." Mason says in a deep, husky voice that sends a chill down my spine. Hearing my name come from his lips causes my heart to skip a beat. It has me longing to hear him say my name again. A certain scent emits from his skin. He smells fresh like lemon and pine trees. It's a delicious scent I want to wrap myself in.

"Mason." I say, trying not to make my voice sound shaky. I chew on my lip trying to keep myself composed. My heart is racing so much it might beat out my chest.

"You will not believe what jus-" Madison finally showed up but immediately stops talking as she looks between Mason and I. "What is going on?" Neither Mason or I say anything. Our eyes are fully focused on each other.

Madison steps in between Mason and I so now she has my full attention. "What's going on here?" Madison asks, furrowing her eyebrows.

I lick my dry lips, trying to figure out what to say, "Madison, this is Mas-" Before I could finish my sentence, she interrupts me.

"I know who the hell he is. What are you doing with him?" She asks, looking between the both of us with a confused look. A low growl emits from Masons throat which causes Madison and I to look at him. Our eyes connect again, and I feel a lump develop in my throat. The club is still going on around us, but I can't seem to focus on anything else but him.

I clear my throat. This time I don't break eye contact with Mason. "Madison, Mason is my mate."

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