My Mate Ran Me Over

Chapter One

I take a sip of the tequila bottle in my hands and let it burn down my throat.

Everyone cheers and I smile down at them. I start to move my body at the rhythm of the music. The table I am on begins to move as people push it in but I don't care. All I care about is how good tequila tastes. All I care about is all the guys cheering on for me. Life has never been better. At least that's what I like to think.

"Leila! Leila!" The guys all cheer at the same time.

I smile down at them. I can't really see their faces but I know that they are the jocks from school. I take another sip as I continue dancing. Today has been a great day. School was great and this party is awesome. Right now, that's all I care about. The consequences come later.

"Dammit, Leila!" I hear someone hiss.

I look down and realize that my boyfriend, Ethan, has made his way in the crowd, towards me. With no effort at all, he puts his hands on my waist and pulls me off the table.

Ethan and I have been dating for a year now. He belongs in the pack and he is hot. I am not even kidding right now. Ethan is tall and muscular which is how most werewolves are but he is special. He has pretty, chocolate brown eyes and short, brown hair. Ethan and I are not mates but I don't believe in that shit. All that matters is that we want to be together, that's all.

I smile at him. "Hey, babe. I thought you weren't going to make it."

He frowns. "You've been drinking again."

I smile at him. "It's a party!" I yell throwing my hands up in air, making the tequila glass fly across the room.

We watch as it hits the wall and the glass splatters all around us. That makes everyone cheer and I bow to them.

"Thank you!" I say sarcastically.

"But now I have no drink."

I make my way over to the beers when Ethan gets ahold of my arm and pulls me out of the crowded house.

"O-W." I say glaring at him when we make it out of the house.

He turns to look at me just when we reach his house. "I just don't understand how irresponsible you can be!" He hisses then shakes his head. "Always partying, always getting in trouble! Why?"

I sigh at his words. Ethan has always been the responsible one. He is really smart and mature. He is well known by everyone in school. Sometimes I wonder why he would choose me. Why he asked me out that one day? But most importantly, why did I say yes? Ethan is always on my ass. Always trying to get me to change. The thing is that I am not. I am a rebel. Ever since my parents were killed in that war. I will never be the same. What I like about Ethan is that, when he's not on my ass, I feel loved by him. I guess that opposites really do attract.

"I like to have fun." I say leaning against his car.

He gives me the look he gives me whenever I say something 'immature' like he likes to call it.

He walks to me and puts a strand of my long, black hair behind my ear. "There are other ways to have fun."

I smile up at him. "I love partying, Ethan. You know how crazy I am. If you don't like it then I don't know what you are doing with me."

He half smiles. "I know you are a bit crazy but I guess that that's what's so damn hot about you." He says brushing his lips against mine.

I smile at him seductively. "Shut up and kiss me."

I put my hands around his neck and he tightens his hands around my waist as he kisses me intensely.

The loud music is blasting out of the house and there are people outside getting high and making out. I am surprised that the cops have not arrived yet.

Ethan suddenly flinches, breaking the kiss.

I frown at him. "What is it?"

"Your brother is asking for you."

I roll my eyes at him. "Screw Michael!"

He warns me with his look. "He is your Alpha."

I shake my head. "He is your Alpha. I don't belong to the pack, therefore, I follow my own rules."

He shakes his head. "You are just making it harder for him."