Madison has had a deep hatred for Mason Wood for years- to be more specific, ever since 4th grade. In 4th grade he used to always pull at her pigtails for months straight until she stopped wearing them. In 6th grade he accidentally cut off half of her ponytail for a "prank". He ended up giving it to his friend that had a crush on her. I remember her being so upset after that happened. Madison used to be a fan of graphic pants or anything that wasn't the normal jeans, and in 9th grade, Mason would always make fun of her pants or he would cheat with her test, than tell the teacher she was the one cheating. Madison was just one of his victims. He stopped once he had to take responsibility and become the Alpha of the Red Moon pack at the end of last year. I would be lying if I said Mason didn't piss me off or that I didn't know his reputation as the player. I've had my fair share of annoying encounters with him. He's always made Madison's blood boil, and I bet right now she's about to blow. Once she heard the words "he's my mate" spew from my mouth, I expected her to be angry and yelling. Her response wasn't what I was expecting at all.

Instead of blowing up and making everyone in the club uncomfortable or intrigued with her anger, she bursts out in a fit of laughter. Her laugh is hysterical and she ends up wrapping her arms around her stomach as if the laughs were hurting. "Okay, that was good. You've got me." She rolls her eyes, not believing us. Her reaction startles me, and I am stuck between my best friend who is still staring at us, and Mason who is shifting in his spot, staring between both Madison and I.

Why would we lie? No, why would I lie, especially about something like this? Does she not see the way his gaze hasn't moved from me? Has she not noticed my uneven breathing or the dangerous look of lust in his dark grey eyes? This moment feels like something you would see in the movies, and for some reason this is how my life is playing out. Right now, I wish I would've just stayed in bed, but I know finding out about Mason would've been inevitable.

"I'm not lying Madison. As much as I wish I was, it's true." I take a deep breath before continuing my statement. "Mason is my mate." I state, feeling a little bit of anger and embarrassment rise to the surface. I feel my brows draw extremely close as I furrow my eyebrows and mentally thank the club owner, because the lights were so dim that she couldn't see my flushed cheeks. Many emotions rush over me right now and I'm so stressed I feel like I might cry. Why couldn't it be Evan who I was destined to be with. Hell, why couldn't it be anyone else because this is going to be so complicated and I don't know what's going to happen after tonight.

The serious tone in my voice makes her stop laughing. Madison keeps moving her gaze back and forth between Mason and I, but soon the gaze turns into a glare. "No," She shakes her head frantically, "No. No. No. This can't be right. There has to be something wrong. Maybe you just think what happened means you're mates, or you've had a little too much to drink. Maybe you're just having too much fun, and you want to just have a good time and get lucky. There is no way in hell that this dumbass is your mate. He's the alpha of our packs enemy for fuck sakes!" She turns to me with a firm grab on my upper arms. "Allison, you have to be drunk. You're mentally impaired and there's no way you can find your mate like this." She glances back at Mason with a look of disgust on her face.

She's wrong; I'm not drunk. I haven't had that much to drink. After I locked eyes with Mason, the feeling I got when he was looking at me was indescribable. Everything I heard was true. When you find your mate, time feels like it stops and everything around you becomes faint. When you find your mate, you'll know. Their scent will fill your senses and that will be the only thing you can focus on. Your heart will start racing so fast, and when you look into their eyes you'll be mesmerized. The feeling is almost instant, and its a feeling not like anything that has been experienced before.

He takes a step forward, smirking. "Face it, fatty Mattie. We're mates." Fatty Mattie is a nickname Madison was given in middle school by a group of girls that were the worst human beings. Madison wasn't even big, but those girls just wanted to hurt her. I've been a target to those mean girls, but not as much as Madison was. Mason figured it would get on her nerves, but it doesn't. During high school, Madison slimmed down a ton and that nickname doesn't apply to her anymore and she knows it. Madison frowns at the realization and rubs her temples. She steps closer to him with a fire blazing in her eyes.

"What do you even want from her Mason? Sex? A Title? Maybe even money? 'Cause we all know that the 'hottest guy in school', Mason Wood, does not want to settle down. You'd rather be with whores like that," She points at the girl- who is now grinding on another guy- that Mason was dancing with earlier, "then dump them the next day. I will not let you ruin, or even hurt my best friend."

Mason stands in place with shock clear across his face until he remembers his reputation. He runs his fingers through his hair, sighing, "I'm not going to hurt Allie. That was the old me. I've been waiting for my mate for a long time and now that I found her, I'm done. I know that this isn't an ideal way of finding someone this important, but we we're all here to have fun." He is now staring into my eyes, and I cant seem to turn away. "None of us expected this to happen, but it did and that means it was supposed to happen."

"What the old you 10 minutes ago? You are completely full of shit." She scoffs, " Alison, you can still reject him." She whispers in my ear. I stare at her dumbfounded. I cannot do that, at least not until I figure everything out. Madison has not let me get a word out, and obviously she is not believing him. To be honest, I don't know if I believe him either. I need to talk to him. Alone.

"Madison." I fold my arms over my chest, not pulling my eyes away from Mason. "I need to talk with Mason." I don't know what I'm going to say, but I know that we have to talk about this. What happened tonight when I was supposed to be having fun, could be life changing.

She narrows her eyes as she debates in her head before finally nodding, "Fine." Madison is stubborn, but she won't get in the way of someone else's life no matter how much she wants to.

He raises one thick eyebrow as I grab his hand, pulling him through groups of swaying bodies. I look around, groaning because I don't know where to go. The fact that I've never been here before is definitely not helping. Mason could tell I'm unsure of where to go so he wraps a strong arm around my waist and leads us down a hallway. Being this close to him feels good. No, it feels right. Our bodies fit perfectly together. His scent is so strong that I feel like I'm drowning in it, but I honestly don't mind. The hallway was long and narrow with doors on each side. I feel my cheeks heat up when I hear a moan coming from one of the rooms. This is awkward.

We walk further down the long hallway until we end up in a small room. I walk further into the space and feel my heart speed up when I hear the sound of the door locking. I look around nervously. Boxes were scattered all over the floor and placed randomly on the shelves. I peer into one box and see bottles of liquor. It looks like we're in a storage closet.

I decide to turn towards Mason and I see his eyes roaming over my body, dark and filled with lust. I watch as his eyes move slowly up my body and stop at my lips for a moment before moving up to my eyes. I take my time to look him over. I hate how attractive he is. His disheveled hair and the way his body fills out any clothes he wears make me want to melt. This is going to make it much harder to figure things out. He starts taking a few slow steps towards me like a predator and I am his prey. The look in his eyes is heavy with curiosity, confusion, and longing. I start backing up until my back hits the wall. This might be a mix of lust and alcohol, but I would do anything to have him right now.

Mason leans his arm against the wall with our faces nearly touching. His body is barely against mine, but I can't help but stare at his lips because I want them against mine. His fingertips gently stroke my cheek, and the next words that come out of my mouth take me by surprise.

"Kiss me."

My breath quickens as Mason's lips softly press against mine. Even though I asked for it, I freeze as his lips move gently over mine. I close my eyes as our lips start moving in sync. I feel his strong arms snake around my waist pulling me flush against his body. I try to move my arms but they feel planted to the wall. The kiss deepens and I finally move my hands up his chest until they're around his neck.

The kiss is exhilarating. When our lips collided it felt as if tiny explosion went off. Butterflies fill my stomach and electrifying chills are sent running down my spine as the kiss goes on. I've never had a kiss that felt like this. His hand starts slowly moving down my body, and I'm the one who pulls away because I don't know what would happen next if we didn't stop. He leans his forehead against mine and we are both panting, still shocked at how the kiss felt. Looking up, I just now noticed how much taller he is than I am. I'm 5'8 and he's about 6'4.

When we both finally catch our breath, Mason whispers huskily in my ear, "Wow. That-" He trails off, finding the right word. "Amazing. Allie, I want you. I've always wanted you from the start. My pack needs a Luna, I need a Luna-" His hands move around my waist and back, "And you would be perfect." This statement takes me by surprise. My mind reels at his words and I am left speechless. This is moving way too fast.

I don't know if I even want to be a Luna. What should I tell him? Should I tell him yes? No? I'll think about it? This whole situation has me so flustered and confused.

"I..." I whisper before shutting my eyes,"I need time to think about this." When I open my eyes, I can see a look of disappointment cross his face, but he nods in understanding. "I just turned 18 today. I haven't even been 18 for a whole day. Plus you're the alpha of a pack that my pack despises. I don't know how that could work." I whisper before moving away from him and unlocking the door. "I just need time to think things through."

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