Page 44 of A Female Alpha for the Lycan Prince
“Let’s dance,” Tori and Aurelia pull us up and head towards the meadow, where everyone seems to shake and move to some music blasting.
Jazz and I skillfully manage to pair Marilou with Terry while the two of us stick together and dance with Tori and Aurelia. Meanwhile, Nox and Lionel head off to fetch us all something to eat.
“It’s good we have Lion with us,” Aurelia laughs. “It’s easy to spot him in the crowd.”
“True,” Tori giggles. She is so cute with her heart-shaped face and her big brown eyes. She ranked omega while her twin Terry ranked beta, which is a rarity in our world. Twins mostly share the same rank, but none of her friends seems to mind it even the least bit. “His hair is always so wild. Terry’s hair is a bit curly, but Lion… it’s just… so much thick hair. I’m actually a bit envious!”
“True to his name,” Jazz teases, and she is right. Even the color is dark blonde, like a real lion. “He looks cool, though. I dig the wild hair.” She shakes her own locks a bit to emphasize her words.
“I want to touch it so badly,” Tori beams. “I mean your hair, not Lion’s.”
Jazz laughs. “Go ahead. I would never say no to such a cutie.”
Tori blushes a bit, but then laughs too and carefully touches Jazz’s hair. “As I said… I’m envious.”
“Same,” I agree, feeling how I’m getting a bit more relaxed. “My hair is all flat and boring.”
“That’s not true, you have beautiful hair,” Jazz defends me instantly.
“Your hair is fine,” Aurelia points out too. “I, for one, can’t stand my skinny legs.”
“What!?” Jazz exclaims. “You have killer legs. They are long and end at your perfect ass.”
“Girl, being friends with you is so empowering,” Aurelia laughs. “Whenever we beat ourselves up over something, you’re here to raise our spirits.”
“I can’t help it,” Jazz grins. “It’s your fault for being awesome and beautiful girls.”
We all giggle a bit at her words. Jazz is so confident. I wish I could be more like her, but Aurelia is right… the way she accepts us all and thinks we’re great does help a lot to boost my confidence. I can feel my body loosening up a bit and find I’m dancing with the girls without considering how stupid I may or may not look.
I’m oblivious to my surroundings as I dance, but then something catches my eye, causing me to look up. There are some guys standing over to one side of the dance area, staring. They seem to be staring at me, and not the good kind of staring. A chill runs down my spine, and I suddenly feel a bit self-conscious and uncomfortable in my short dress.
I try to shove the thoughts away. For once, I’m having fun, and I want it to stay that way. I hate huge gatherings normally, but it seems, with the right people, it’s something even I like. Eventually, I forget about the guys and go back to dancing, that is, until I lose my group. While I’m searching for them, one of the guys who was staring pops up. “Are you here alone?” he asks with a creepy smile.
What the fuck? He just saw me dancing with the others before, he knows I’m not alone. “No,” I say shortly.
“Looks like you are alone,” he says.
Another guy comes closer. “You’re cute. How about you hang out with us?”
“No, thanks,” I say, my nervousness growing. Why can’t they leave me alone? Something about them makes my skin crawl.
Get away from them,Ailia’s voice suddenly echoes in my mind. My rising tension must have put her on alert too.
“I need to go,” I say evenly, trying to return to a bigger crowd of people.
One of the guys grabs my arm and tugs me back. “We asked politely,” he hisses. “Don’t be such a bitch!”
The other one grabs my free arm. “Be happy we’re paying attention to you.”
“Leave me alone,” I breathe out, tugging at my hands to get them free from the guys. Shit, can I link Jazz here? My senses still aren’t sharp enough for a wolf. I can use the mind link but only on my pack grounds.
It’s…
They tug me further away from the crowd. No, no way! “Stop!” I yell with sudden strength and anger in my voice. “Let me go!”
The guys stop for a moment. “Are you playing hard to get with us?” one of them smiles sweetly. It makes me sick.
“No, I want to go back to my friends.”
