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Avery's POV
"Hi, thanks for coming," I acknowledged, smiling at Flair. He looked really handsome, his black tuxedo portrays dominance around him.
"You're welcome. You look beautiful by the way," he complimented.
He is the beta's son, Jameson's best friend. Who is the Alpha's son.
They are totally opposite when it comes to personality. Flair is a nice and an easy going person, unlike his best friend. Who is bent on annoying me. If there is one person I hated to my bones, that would be Jameson Alexandro.
He is not only rude, but also a bully and a pervert.
It all began when my Dad enrolled me into the college to discover my abilities as a wolf, about three years ago. I was just fifteen then. He has always been on my neck after I fiercely had a fight with him. He wanted all students to kneel and bow at his feet because he was the Alpha's son.
Really? Definitely not me.
Tonight was my birthday party, still can't believe that I'm freaking eighteen!
"So, were are you able to get my phone from...." My voice trailed off when a sweet, intoxicating scent filled my nose. For the first time in a long run, Anna, my wolf reacted to that scent.
The scent was coming behind Flair, my heart began pounding heavily and I took a few steps backward. I almost tripped on my gown but Flair was quick to hold me again.
"Girl, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?" He placed his hand on my forehead but my gaze was on the person behind him.
He followed my gaze before he scratched the back of his head awkwardly.
"I'm so sorry, please don't take it the wrong way. He insisted on tagging along in order to give the phone to me. Please, don't be mad," he mumbled out, but Jameson and I kept staring at each other.
After school yesterday, Jameson had snatched my phone with the excuse that he wanted to know if I was dating someone. After inviting Flair to my party, I had pleaded him to help me get back my phone from Jameson.
Little did I know that this rascal will be here. When I emphasized to Flair that he wasn't invited.
His usual smirk was covered with a serious expression. I pointed my index finger at him, he also looked just as surprised as me.
"Mate," Jameson whispered.
The word hung in the air, and at some point, I forgot to breathe. My heart skipped a beat when he took a step towards me.
"Stop right there!" I suddenly screamed out, my eyes were red and my tears were threatening to fall. My whole body was trembling.
"Bro, what's wrong with you? You called her mate?" Flair questioned Jameson, whose gaze was on me. How can the moon goddess do this to me?
"We are mates," Jameson repeated and I saw red immediately.
"Never! I will never be a mate to someone like you!" I ranted.
"What's going on here?" my Dad asked behind me. I turned to him, my tears had become uncomfortable.
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