Chapter Four (2/2): Mate

Thalia Aphrodite Williams

Christina drove to a famous bar. The Cocktail Country. As we got nearer, I can already see the name of the bar, up front. Many people too swarmed all around the place. Christina drove to the parking lot and it's full of so many kinds of cars. Luckily, we saw a vacant lot to park our car. Both of them got out while I'm hesitating about going in the club. There's so many people.

Someone knock on the car window and I saw Christina as her mouth moved, telling me to go out now. I bite my lip and got out of the car. As I got out of the car, I cover my self more with Rebecca's leather jacket.

"Remember, remove your jacket as soon as we got near the door" Christina said and I sighed.

"Can't I just keep this?" I said and Christina glared at me. I sighed again. Forgot that she's more hard-headed than me.

My eyes turned to Rebecca when I heard her giggle, then a question pop up.

"Is it okay that you go to a bar without your mate? Wouldn't he be mad?" I want to ask her that since earlier. I'm just so curious because as far as I know, mates are very territorial with their mates.

You got that absolutely right, mate!

Said that annoying voice again.

Get out of my brain!

Can't help it mate, sorry.

My jaw tightened and I ignore it again. I just can't help but get mad at this great pretender. I know that voice is not of my mate because me and my mate can't mind-link each other yet. As far as I know, I didn't even met my mate yet, why the heck would he be able to mind-link me if we never even met!

"Oh! Yeah, is it okay if he joins us later? He won't approve of me going to a bar without him. I want to go and meet you that's why I convinced him with all my best and he said he will let me go if he will be here too." She said and I nodded, smiling.

"Of course, it's okay Rebecca. As I've said earlier to Christina, the more, the merrier." I said and Rebecca hug me while saying thank you in a high-pitched voice.

We went at the end of the line and wait until we reached the bouncers at the entrance of the bar. We give the bouncers our human ID and they let us in but with weird looks on their faces.

Apparently, The Cocktail Country is a club that is owned and served by humans. There is a club for werewolves and supernatural beings but we're still not allowed there as we're still eighteen but on human clubs we finally can. Because in humans, we're already an adult. If in werewolf or supernatural world I'm 18 years old, in human world I'm already 36 years old, that's why the bouncers who are humans gave us weird looks. For them, we're already 36 but with a young face, which for humans is weird. Werewolves age two times slower than humans.

We got in and Christina tap on my right shoulder. I turned to her and she pointed the jacket. I rolled my eyes. Really? Thought she would forget about it.

I removed the jacket and restrain my self from wrapping my arms around me as I know the outcome will be worse. I look around the dark place but with neon lights, lightening the place. Sweaty bodies and drunk people are all swarm together. I get closer to Christina to not get lost. As we got nearer to the center of the club, I notice that Christina and Rebecca greet many people. I guess Rebecca goes to places like this often too.

This is my first time in human clubs because mom won't allow me to enter any clubs until I'm already 18 but Christina went often to human clubs and knows all about the clubs that's why the feeling of uneasiness faded a little.

We walked towars a U-shaped dark red couch far from the dance floor. Christina and I sat there while Rebecca went to the bar counter to order drinks and to wait for her mate there. As we sat down, a girl in a red dress went to Christina. Christina greeted the girl and introduced her to me but I didn't really bother remembering her name as it looks like she doesn't care about me either.

I sat there and looked around the bar. I can see the humans grinding wildly and doing inappropriate things on the dance floor. Clearly they are so drunk to even realize what they're doing. I grimaced. I can smell other werewolves too around here. But unlike the humans the werewolves are just talking and drinking the vodka and tequilla like a water. I'm really curious as to what extent can werewolves tolerate the alcohol. Is vodka and tequilla really that amazing for people to like it and be addicted to it?

I stood up and decided to go to the bar counter. I thought of telling Christina about where I'm going but she's busy talking to the girl and other people who joined there conversation. I don't want to be rude and interrupt their conversation.

I walk towards the barcounter carefully. After a few minutes, I finally got to the bar counter and saw Rebecca, she's still alone but busy on her phone and drinks. I went closer to her and sat on the bar stool next to her. She looked up at me and I smiled.

"Hey!" I greet her and she greet me too

"You want to have a drink?" She asked and I look at her drink.

"Ahhmm, yeah. But I don't know what to get." I said and she chuckled.

"Yeah, I forgot this is your first time" she said and chuckled again. I smiled sheepishly.

"Let's get you something mild for starters" she said and called the bartender.

"One glass of Cosmopolitan for her" she said and the bartender started mixing what I think is vodka, cranberry juice and lime juice.

"One glass of Cosmopolitan for the beautiful lady" said the bartender and winked at me. He's very handsome for a human.

I'm more handsome than that human, mate

Maybe, maybe not. How would I know, if I never even met you... 'mate'

I said in my head, sarcastically. I smiled at the bartender with a flirtatious smile. Well...for me it's a flirtatious smile.

I lift the glass and drink it with one gulp and I smiled. It's delicious.

"Delicious isn't it? Now try a stronger alcohol. Can you give her two shots of vodka?" Rebecca said and the bartender immediately got what she asked for. The bartender returned and told us to enjoy and turned to the other customers, who are requesting for his service.

I gulp the vodka straight up and immediately regret it. I grimaced as the alcohol burned my throat.

"Easy, it's your first time that's why you have to take it slowly or the alcohol will burn your throat. And you will appreciate it's taste if you took it slowly" she said and I did what she advised me to do. I took the vodka and sip on it. Now I know why people like this kinds of drinks. It's bitter-sweet taste is very addicting for me.

Rebecca chuckled when I requested more shots of vodka. I sip on the vodka but stopped when a tall and handsome guy approached Rebecca and kissed her tenderly. Her mate.

The love is clearly visible from their eyes. They look at each other like they are the only person here. Seconds after, Rebecca turned to me but her mate still look at her. Only her.

"Aphrodite, I want you to meet Brett, my mate. Brett, this is Aphrodite, Christina's bestfriend and my new friend" Rebecca said and Brett, her mate, finally turned to me. I smiled politely at him and offered my hand. He shook my hand and greet me. And then, he asked Rebecca to dance. They said their goodbye and I went back on my drinks. I ordered another five shots of vodka. Werewolves have high tolerance for alcohol so this would be okay.

Shots after shots of vodka and I already consumed I think 12 shots of it. I don't know but I think I'm feeling a little dizzy already. I forgot that vodka is a very strong drink. Anyway, I still ordered another five shots of vodka but there's a human guy who sat beside me and tried to start a conversation but I ignore him because I'm busy and more interested with my drinks than him.

"Hey, want to dance, pretty lady?" He asked while smirking. That spark my interest. I looked at him from head to toe. He looks quite decent but a flirt. Guess there's no harm with a little dancing and flirting.

I gulp the last shot of vodka and put a cash on the bar counter. I went to the dance floor while he follows behind me. I dance like there's no tomorrow, no care about the others seeing me. I dance and I felt a hand touching my waist but I don't care. All I care about is to dance. My eyes are close as the song, Don't Start Now by Dua Lipa played around the bar.

"Hey, beautiful. Why don't we get out of here and party together. Alone." Said a husky voice. He grinds at me and I can feel his groin on my ass. I push him away from me but because I'm drunk he easily pulled me back more closely towards him. I keep on budging from him but he's much more stronger than me because I'm drunk as hell.

"Let me go!" I shouted when I got so mad and irritated at him grinding on me. In my tipsy state, I can see the people near us are now looking.

"Don't be like that, babe. Come on, let's go somewhere more private. You can dance there as much as you like" he said, I stared at him with disgust but he just pulled me again close to him. I keep on budging and then, a guy pushed the perverted guy away from me. The perverted guy pushed the other guy too and punched him. The other guy punched him too but I get away from there as a crowd formed while the two guys punch each other.

I went to the comfort room as I can feel a bile rise up from my throat. I went to the nearest stall and let all the vomit out. After I vomit, I went to the sink and clean my mouth and face as the makeup smudged all over it. I look at my self and then walk out of the comfort room but as I walk, I feel my knees weaken and my vision darken. I felt so dizzy, I just want to lie down. And my knees gave up but before I fall to the ground, a pair of strong, muscled arm wrapped around me and stop me from falling to the ground. And before I gave in to the darkness consuming me, I saw a pair of beautiful grey eyes that glowed blue as our eyes met. I smell too, a very addicting and the most pleasant smell I ever smelled. I smiled.

Mate