Chapter 26

Ann -

James has been nothing but polite to me. I don’t feel threatened by him in any way. I look at him and smile, “Let’s do it, let’s rock the house tonight” I look up and the waitress has our food. We quickly eat and head back out to finish our work for the afternoon.

I look at his strong jaw line and feel my wolf purring, I wanted to strip him, and lose our virginity to him. I remind my wolf we have a mate, and our first should all be with him. I just needed to get past we weren’t our mates first anything.

James is so kind, easy to talk to, I wish he was my mate, I would jump his bones this second if he was my mate. I can’t forget he is still going through having had lost his mate. I feel sad and I am not sure why, I feel like I am letting go of someone I shouldn’t care about so much.

Upon arriving home, James runs down to his apartment locking the door behind him, and I run up to mine. I find this cute black sequin dress that is open back, the skirt portion flares, to give the extra effect for couples dancing. I imagine his arms around my waist guiding me across the floor as he holds me close. I could almost clearly imagine the arousal we both felt in my daydreaming.

It was only a matter of time before I snapped out of this crush, or lust, or whatever it is. Although I have spent little time with Xander, I'm not sure if the attraction is this intense, but I wasn't around him for long enough to examine it.

I curl the ends of my hair in loose curls that billow softly around my waist; I apply mascara to my face and wear cherry-flavored lip-gloss to finish the look. There was nothing wrong with my appearance; werewolves are always naturally beautiful. In order to ensure that my feet do not get hurt dancing out on the dance floor, I finish my outfit with a pair of black flats. With a touch of fun, I twirl in front of the mirror, letting my dress flare out of my body, revealing the tan on my long legs.

I am ready to leave now, I make my way down the stairs feeling like I am floating in the clouds. I see one of the she-wolves that lives here bothering James. My wolf is furious and runs down the stairs throwing the she-wolf into the wall causing a dent with a small hole in the wall.

I growl at her, “Don’ you get that NO means NO. I better never see you around him again. The next time it won’t just be a hole in the wall.”

I turned and took James by the arm linking my arm in his. Walking out with him while he looked at me with a curious smirk.

Then, he takes his arm and untangles it so that it will no longer be entangled with mine, only to reposition it around my waist and bring me closer to him. I heard him whisper into my ear, "I'm afraid you may get too cold in that dress." He whispered to me. His warm breath upon my ear and neck sent hormonal shivers down to my core. If I could take him right here and screw him all night, I would. I needed to calm myself down, I know he can smell my arousal.

I blush, I am too scared to look at him, I can hear him sniff the air, “My beautiful she-wolf, she smell absolutely delectable.”

I really knew now his wolf had scented me. I coughed and started to choke at the realization. James patted my back slightly and massaged my shoulder, I was instantly fine.

If I didn’t know better, I would have thought he is my mate. He has his car out front, and it is a black Lamborghini He has the door open for me on my side, helping me in, and then shuts my door. He then takes his seat on the drivers side of the car.

James starts the car, resting his hand on my hand, without even thinking about what he was doing, I wasn’t going to say anything, I didn’t think he did this purposely, it was out of common reflex.

We drove in silent to a club in the next town, this town was larger than the town we were currently staying in.

Upon arriving at a noisy building, we saw windows with dazzling lights flashing in sync with the music. The valet takes our keys and opens the car door for me; the valet waits until Sam has made his way over to me, after which the valet drives our car off to park it in the garage.

I feel like Cinderella at the ball with her handsome prince. The doors are held open for us, as we venture into the bustling atmosphere. James has reserved us our own private room that overlooks the dance floor. I realize at that point James is not poor, in fact he was probably rich. I am sure him losing his mate, probably made him a little humbler.

James ordered our drinks - quite a few of them, Werewolves it is almost impossible to get drunk while drinking a whole lot of Alcohol. Once we had drank our share of alcohol, James stood up putting out his hand to me, that I may grab it. He put his arm around my waist, and directed me out of our private room, to the dance floor, he had the band play a waltz and wrapped his one arm around my waist, while the other arm cradled my hand in its embrace, as he waltzed me around the floor.

His eyes never leaving my eyes. I felt like I had been hypnotized by him very aura. I keep telling myself over and over, do not fall in love with him.