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Suddenly I gasped, a striking pain hitting my chest. I closed my eyes as the pain subsided and I gathered air back in my lungs. The pain was gone, but a stressed, longing feeling was left. I focused on making it into the building, absentmindedly bumping into another girl.

" Im sorry." I apologized, looking to my side to see a girl my age, with beautiful radiant red hair. Her face was paled, and a tear slowly fell from her eye. She looked as I felt.

Without any answer, she walked away into the ball room.

I followed her, but lost her in the large crowd. Men were meeting their mates, pulling them into the corners, or pulling them on the dance floor as the live, romantic music played off the ball room walls.

I bit my lip, feeling panicked to why I had this feeling stuck in my chest. I began to wonder if it was for my mate, but as an hour passed I was once again sitting alone in a lounge room. The velvet love seat I sat on, only gave me a small amount of comfort as I faintly heard the sound of the music play. Laughter filled the hallways, and moments before I was shamefully listening to a couples hard breathing as they disappeared outside with their lips locked tightly.

Suddenly I was hit once again, the pain striking at the same place. It began to burn, and I clutched at the spot above my left breast.

My dressed covered my skin, and there was no way I could see if I had a wound.

Knowing I needed some help, I hurriedly ran out towards the ball room. By this time it was past midnight, when the ball ended. Everyone seemed to of had already left. Searching for anyone, I felt the tears prick my eyes as the pain increased.

I heard a faint shout and I turned to see the girl from earlier, cowering in a corner. I stepped forward but stilled as I saw a Wolf Shifter had trapped her in, his large shoulders shaking as he growled uncontrollably at her. His face was morphed into a half wolf, half human form, with veins popping out of every visible part of his skin.

I wanted to help her, but a man shouting behind me had me crying out in fear.

Everything was hectic, and I slipped into the empty ball room. Two girls were sitting on stage, one had her head in the lap of another. Both were crying softly, and I picked up my pace to get to them.

" What-whats going on?" I trembled.

A growl erupted from outside, and the rattle of doors seemed to of echo within the entire castle.

" They said not to move." One of the girls whispered fearfully, stroking the hair of the girl in her lap.

I clutched over as I cried out in pain again, " It hurts so bad…"

" You feel it too!" The same girl with long brown hair whispered. " It just started an hour ago for me…and Nora." She looked down at her friend in her lap. She didn't look so good, her face was sweaty and her soft features were paling.

I reached out and put my hand on the girls face, pushing her hair out of the way like Lucy had done to me only hours earlier.

Just like earlier a shout came from outside, but this time it was a girls scream. She was pleading with someone, and her voice faded into sobs before it disappeared.

"Izzy.." Nora whispered, " Im so scared. "

We didn't have time to answer when suddenly the doors to the ball room slammed open. Men in dark clothing came in, growling and shouting questions at each other, similar to the ones I was asking myself.

Izzy pulled me behind her, and I hid, pressing my face in her neck, just enough so I could still see.

I watched as two men pushed through the crowd, their faces morphing like the man had in the hallway outside of the lounge. They snarled as they approached, everyone else watching.

The blonde man, with arms full of tattoos grabbed Nora from Izzys arms. He took her like she was the lightest, yet most fragile thing in the entire world. His face -as threatening as it looked was filled with curiosity as he sniffed and rubbed against her.

Nora moaned , un-shamefully loud before she closed her eyes tightly.

It wasn't long ti'll the other man, a stocky man with a scar on his right hand, the one he took to make Izzy fold in his arms. He took Izzy opposite than the other man that took Nora. He was forceful, as if he could get her in his arms fast enough.

" What the FUCK is going on?" A voice roughly cut through the room, silencing everyone, only low growls and soft female cries hummed the room.

A man cut through crowd even stronger than the other two men. His face hand't morphed but dark veins traveled up his neck into his striking face. I gasped as he turned to me, his body hard as rock, and thick. His wrists were thick. His neck was thick. I couldn't help but hope more was thick.

He had dark eyes that didn't hesitate to rip my clothes off and look at me naked. He lips were thicker at the bottom as they snarled at me, his forehead crinkling as he peered at me from across the room. His dark hair was cut close to his scalp, and a scar ran across his right temple.

I could feel the burning sensation stir in my chest again, but this time instead of pain, I felt a different type of feeling. It made my legs weak from the moisture that gathered between my legs. I could feel my nipples harden and a need grow for the man that stared me down like I was his prey.