Her Three Mates

Ruby

“Girl, I can't wait to go there, I want to see the Alpha's son, I bet he is gorgeous, and sophisticated. I just hope that he didn't bring a girl from the States.” My friend says, adding blush to her cheeks.

She goes for a b***hy look, applying dark makeup. Black eyeshadow, black lipstick and long lashes. I decide to just go for light makeup today. I want to dance my heart out, and I don't need some colored sweat dripping on me.

I complete my look with a blue jump short and flat boots. I pick my black leather jacket and I place my phone in the pocket closing the zipper.

“I am ready now, Zama.” I say as I style my

blonde hair in a messy burn. For some reason, I don't want to look dashing as I always do.

“Are you serious, Ruby?” She asks, eying my clothes.

“That simple? It's the Alpha's party, for goodness' sake.”

“I know, let's just go.” I say, starting to head out.

“I'm not done yet.” Zama said, still looking at herself in the mirror, I decide to just go outside to wait for her in the jeep.

I greet Zamas mother and brother on the way out.

“Should I take you beautiful?” Lincoln, Zamas brother, offers. He has always hit on me ever since I came of age. He is already twenty years, and he hasn't found a mate yet. Zama once told me that he wished that once I hit eighteen, I would be his mate.

And by the way, today is my eighteenth birthday and that hasn't happened yet, so obviously I am not his mate. I didn't have a party either, what for? I don't understand why she-wolves are always excited about finding their mates, like my friend Zama. I mean, how can I be happy being a slave to some arrogant wolf who will act like he owns me at this young age? I am just too young for all the fuss.

My heart feels that I am meant for more, more than just mating and reproducing.

But who are we to plan our lives when the Goddess has our lives already planned for us.

Damien

I am Damien Jaxon, the next Alpha in line of Ice moon pack. I am just overwhelmed today, it's my eighteenth birthday, the day that marks my eligibility to find my true mate, my better half. I just can't contain myself, I also can't stop myself from being afraid. Afraid because finding a mate is a blessing from the goddess and not every wolf is found worthy of that happiness.

I just hope that I get lucky, that's the only way I can become the ruler of Ice moon pack. It's my dream and responsibility too.

My parents have organized a birthday party for me, inviting all the Supernatural leaders and girls from each werewolves' clan. The place is swimming with ladies adorned in different fragrances. My nose is certainly getting so much work. How will I even recognize her, if she is here amidst all these scents.

The music is booming and the dance floor is swamped? There is no place to even move, I can smell the mixed sweats too. It's just annoying. If it were not for my mate, I wouldn’t even be here.

Just as I am about to go back to the bar for a drink, I notice her. Everything around me goes silent, everyone around me seems to be in a mute and statue mode. All I can see is her, her messy hair, her eyes, her smile, her full lips. Her sweet citrus and caramel scent is what weakens my knees. She is the one, she notices me and her eyes pops wide. She stops dancing and starts moving backwards as if afraid of me.

Just as I am approaching her. “Mine.” I hear a voice coming from right behind her. And by the looks of it, he is coming for her, she's mine. I growl loudly, lunging in front.

Owen

These wolves parties are so boring, I just came here because my father made me. This fucking peace treaty. Why did they have to mix with these weak beings in the name of peace.

When it's my time to rule, the underworld will be isolated, no lesser being will be able to visit unless they are dead? I mean, that's what it's supposed to be. Not a live soul coming to taunt our egos down there. So many demons want souls and a being parading its alive soul takes us so much not to snatch it from them.

I have lived for ninety-nine years now, I only have some months to find my mate or else I will lose my chance to rule the underworld and I will be doomed to be the gatekeeper if not then I will be banished and roam the earth without my powers and a soul. I will just be some empty shell moving about. The only option left is the boring job of guarding the entrance to hell itself, making sure that no demon gets out without being assigned. It's the worse rank considering I am one of the four ranked brothers.

I gave up though, I stopped searching for her. I resigned to my fate, there is no way I will find her now, I only have three months left for me to get to a hundred years. The only thing that will save me is finding her and mating as soon as I can. And that isn't possible even in the underworld.

I sit just staring at the young she wolves parading themselves. I decide to do my least power while sipping the tequila. I have just had a bottle, but it hasn't even hit a nerve. The only way to get rid of this boredom is by diving into these young lads minds. I am sure they have nasty thoughts, as they can't stop eying me. I know what they want but today I don't seem to be in the mood.

Just as I am looking for an interesting one, my eyes land on her. My body takes over my mind and I see my lips move. My mind freezes, but my lips speak something, I feel the possessiveness escalate the moment I see the Alpha walking towards her looking at her lustfully. A growl escapes his lips and his teeth grit each other as he lunges forward to attack me.

I smile because I can take him with my eyes closed.

We come to a standstill when my mate screams. A Dracula has scooped her in his arms and starts to run away screaming 'mine' at the top of his lungs.

Extreme rage builds inside me, without knowing, I am already in front of him ready to attack. No one touches my mate.

Rowan

I notice her curvaceous body, her innocent smile and the sound of blood running through her veins. Her blood is all I can smell, it's divine, her heartbeat is all I can hear. Everything is centered around her, all the light seems to focus on her. I think blue is now my favorite color because its outstanding on her. I don't want black anymore.

Two men claim to be mated to her. But Rowan doesn't share, in one sweep, I scoop her in my cold arms and set to run away with her. I will take her away from these weak beings. She is mine and mine alone. She is my queen.

She screams, causing me to stop. I can't bring myself to hurt her, and I don't want her to be afraid of me. I can't take that it will kill me even though I am immortal. I manage to look into her blue eyes and all I can see is fear and uncertainty. She stares at me and then the two who are already at my side. We all look stranded, we just watch her as she takes little steps away from us and eventually, she runs away. The three of us look at each other before running towards her.