by Lili Lam
Troy and Andre were hanging out with two blondes that were daring enough to make their way over and ask them to dance. So graciously, Anya and I moved away to another part of the club allowing our friend to have his fun. We were here to celebrate with him, not hog up his good time. f he wanted to dance with other girls, by all means. We wanted him to enjoy himself, if that means hooking up with random girls then so be it.
Troy hasn't found his mate yet, one day he is I'm positive of it, but until then he said he's going to play the field until he does. Can't knock him for wanting to experience life before being tied down. I was out on the dance floor with Anya shaking what our mama’s gave us to She Doesn't Mind by Sean Paul. When out the corner of my eye I noticed two good looking guys making their way across the dance floor towards us.
Definitely wolves, the little voice in my head said as I instinctively turned my head to glance up at the booth where Tristan and Luke were sitting, at the opposite end of the club. Except they were no longer seated in the booth, instead the two of them had looks that could kill as they too fought their way through the crowd towards us. Uh-oh, what's going on? I thought as my head pivoted back and forth between the four guys making their way over here. The strangers reached us first, as the taller of the two with black hair and green eyes reached out to grab a hold of my elbow.
"Mia..." He said with the hint of a slight Spanish accent while looking directly at me. "We've been searching all over the country for you." Say what? Who in the world is Mia and why is he talking like he knows me? I looked over my shoulder wondering if he was possibly speaking to someone behind me. Nope, nobody there.
"Excuse me?" I replied with a confused look on my face as I tried to pull my elbow from his grip, but of course he's a wolf and he's strong...so no such luck. "Who's Mia?"
"Come, it is time to quit with the games." The shorter of the two said, he too had black hair and green eyes. "We've found you and it's time for us to go back home. Mother, Father and Marco are worried sick!"
Who in the hell is Marco and why the heck would my parents be worried sick? They know I'm out with Tristan, Troy and the guys. I stared at the two and realized they have to be related and scary enough if I died my hair black, they could pass for my own brothers except I was an only child and I don't have green eyes.
"You will come with us quietly without causing a scene." The one beside me barked out in an angry tone causing me to jump in fright.
Struggling to get out of his grip as he began dragging me, Anya screamed out as she began pummeling her fists into his back. "Get off her you jerk!" This caused the shorter one to grab a hold of Anya and he too started yanking her right along with us, that is until Tristan and Luke stepped in front of our path blocking them from pulling us any further.
A deep rumbling growl was heard clearly from the depths of both of their chests. Tristan's eyes began glowing a bright silver color against the flickering strobe lights in the club. "You have approximately two seconds to get your hands off of them…" Tristan snarled while taking a threatening step forward. His jaw was clenched down tightly and his fists were balled up at his sides, ready to strike at any given Moment. "Before I rip each of your fingers off your hands and feed them to you."
I've never seen this side of Tristan before. Of course I've seen him angry and boy is he intimidating, but he was absolutely livid. Upon hearing the threat the short one immediately let go of Anya's arm allowing her to run to Luke's side. Would it be wrong of me to say that seeing him like this was a complete and utter turn on? The way Tristan's biceps flexed each time he pumped his fists made the butterflies in my stomach flutter about.
Letting go of my elbow the guy stepped forward to stand in front of Tristan. It was very brave action on his part might I add. I wondered if he was an Alpha or future Alpha? From what I've seen wolves give respect to those in a higher position and this guy was lacking in the respect department here. It also amazed me that people around us still carried on about their business partying, not minding a group of six people standing still right in the middle of the dance floor.
"I suggest you mind your business, Alpha. Whatever goes on between me and my sister is none of your concern." He spat out glaring at Tristan as his eyes began glowing as bright as an emerald.
"When it comes to my mate Alpha, I do believe it is my concern." Tristan retorted taking a step in my direction, just that quick he reached out and pulled me behind him protectively.
Hmm, so wolves can sense Alpha blood in one another...interesting, very interesting. ‘You learn something new every day,’ I thought as I watched the exchange between the two carefully. I pressed myself up against his back inhaling in his scent, which managed to calm my nerves instantly. Tristan however was shaking in anger, so I snaked my arm around his waist hugging him from behind.
The two strangers looked at one other with a bewildered expression. "Impossible, Mia can't be your mate...she's Marco's mate." The tall one mumbled under his breath.
"Well maybe that's because this right here..." Tristan began reaching back and taking a hold of my free hand to place a kiss on my palm, "Isn't your sister Mia. Her name is Lise and she's my mate. She bears my mark." Tristan said as he stepped aside to show proof of the slight scar I carried on the crook of my neck. I liked to call it my love bite. "I claimed her."
They both stood before us and shook their heads disbelievingly. "Show him Rico." The shorter one urged nudging what I assumed to be his brother. Reaching into his back pocket Rico pulled out a photograph, he held it up for the four of us to see. As soon as I got a look at the picture, my hand flew up to my mouth in shock. The girl in the photo was an exact replica of me, my carbon copy, what could've been my long lost twin except she had black hair and green eyes! Of course she was the more stylish beautiful version of me, but hey there's no need to knock down my self-confidence here.
"Holy crap Lise, do you have a sister out there that we don't know about?" Anya inquired as she inched forward to get a better look at the photo.
I shook my head no in response as Rico began talking. "Our deepest apologies Alpha, this is my brother Alonso and I'm Rico. We come from Spain in search for our sister who ran away from home six months ago, the day Marco recognized her as his mate."
Taking a step back to create some space between the tense standoff between himself and Tristan, Rico continued. "We mistook your mate for our sister, it's been a long journey and Mia will go to all extremes to not be found. Again we are truly sorry for any inconvenience." He finished with a slight bow.
Turning around and leaning down to whisper in my ear, his hot breath tickled as it fanned out across my neck. He wrapped his arm around my lower back and pulled me closer. "You ok?" Tristan asked grabbing my chin and getting a good look at my face. His eyes trailed down my body as if he were searching for any visible bruises.
Giving him a little nod and a small smile, I stared back into his eyes that turned back into the normal shade of gray they usually are. "I'm fine, it was all just a misunderstanding." I replied turning to Rico and Alonso for confirmation that this indeed was all just a case of mistaken identity. They looked really embarrassed and completely worn out. I couldn't possibly imagine what it's been like for them to scour the earth for the past six months in search for their missing sister who doesn't want to be found.
"In that case, your apology is accepted." Tristan acknowledged sticking out his hand in a gesture of truce. "We wish you the best of luck in finding your sister."
Rico and Alonso shook hands with both Tristan and Luke, then they uttered apologies to Anya for being so rough before heading for the exit. We watched them leave, before Tristan turned to face me again. The way he was eyeing me full of lust was making my palms sweat. He tugged my body toward his so that there was absolutely no space between us as he embraced me in a hug.
The warmth of his body against mine caused my heart to flutter wildly in my chest as his lips came crashing down onto my own. It wasn't a gentle kiss...more like one filled with need as
he deepened the kiss trying to taste every bit of me, causing me to moan out in pleasure. Tristan slightly applied pressure as he ran his hands down my back and the length of my dress. I felt him bend his knees slightly as the roughness of his palms gripped at the back of my thighs.
I let out a small screech of surprise as Tristan lifted me up and wrapped my legs around his waist. What is this boy doing? My mind raced as I tried miserably to tug at the bottom of my dress, great...just great. I'm pretty sure my red heart panties are on display to the entire club, thanks to Tristan. Obviously Tristan wasn't too concerned with that as he began walking towards the area where all the guys were dancing, while carrying me. He continued running his lips from my cheek, down my neck, and then to my love bite where he kissed it gently.
That simple kiss caused me to buck my hips against him, which in turn caused his hands to grip at my waist even tighter then before. I couldn't help the feeling it gave me. Almost like my entire body was on high alert, every single nerve ending was shocked to life.
Reaching the rest of the group, Tristan placed me back down on the ground never letting go of me as he started dancing against me to Edward Maya's Stereo Love.
"Now that I finally get to spend time with you now" He whispered huskily against my ear. "I'm not letting go." If it were possible, my heart would've been melted in a puddle at my feet right now. How'd I get this lucky to have such a perfect guy?
"Thanks for coming to my rescue." I said closing my eyes and resting my head on his chest. "I love you."
"I'll always be there to protect you, no matter what Lise. I love you." Tristan replied with such fierceness, it caused his voice to become deep and almost unrecognizable. "Nice panties by the way..." He finished off with a smirk, which resulted in me playfully smacking him in the chest.
What a way to ruin the freaking Moment! "C'mon guys let's sing to Troy." Anya chirped holding a chocolate cupcake with a single candle in it. We all gathered around Troy and sang Happy Birthday to him, I hope he enjoyed his night a little more then I enjoyed mine. Even with the little incident that occurred, I couldn't ask for a more perfect night for my first time out to a club.
Chapter 29: White Water