I drive us over to the party signing myself up to be sober sally. I regret it immensely the moment we walk in the party. Up until recently I made it a point to stay sober and had the same criteria for my sexual partner. I haven't been into sloppy sex since freshman year of high school. Looking around at all these gorgeous people and having zero desire to fuck any of them is making me need a drink. What if Thomas never comes around. I'm just going to be a fucking celibate now?

My sister drags Lain over to the refreshments table, having already stripped her of that heinous parka.

"What if somebody steals it." She whines reaching back dramatically as Sahrah drags her further into the frat house. I follow after. At least I'll have some amusement watching my sister torment the docile human.

Sahrah hands Lain a red cup then fills one for herself. Sahrah guzzles the whole thing down then fills her cup again.

"No burp? You must really like her." I mock, grabbing a cup for myself.

The music and humm of people are so loud Lain doesn't seem to have heard what I said but Sahrah does, draining another beer then tossing the cup at my head.

"You should really work on that temper." I admonish, filling my cup.

"You shouldn't drink and drive." She retorts snatching my drink from me and downing it as well. She was drunk most of our Euro trip so I'm unsurprised.

"I'm not a lush like you. One beer will be fine." I retort, grabbing a new cup.

"Lainy finish that. It's time to dance." Sahrah declares noticing Lain nursing her beer.

Lain's doe eyes go wider, her grip tightening on her cup like a little mouse with a crumb of cheese. My wolf wants nothing more than to chase down that little mouse and exterminate it.

There is a mass of bodies moving in unison crammed in the living room. Some frat guys are building a traditional solo cup pyramid in the kitchen adjoining the dining area where the keg we are currently occupying is sat up. The party has spilled out the back door with a few groups huddled together cultivating conversation and lung cancer. A pretty girl wearing a dress shorter then Lain's and lower cut then Sahrah's leads a well-muscled guy up the stairs beside us to a more intimate local.

"I don't dance." Lain mumbles. If we weren't werewolves there is no way we would have heard her.

"You don't want to dance with me?" Sahrah pouts, her emerald eye's sparkling as if on the brink of shedding tears. She used to get even me with that look, sometimes still does.

"No! I mean I do... I just..." Lain sputters, horrified that she hurt the delicate feeling of her beautiful roommate. I laugh and shake my head at my sister's antics.

"Yay." Sahrah exclaims, dragging Lain toward the mass of bodies. I finish off my bear and follow after.

We find a spot near the door. Sahrah sways her hips to the music while Lain looks on in bewildered enchantment. Lain downs the beer providing her just enough liquid courage to move awkwardly to the music.

The two are dancing provocatively and I'm feeling like a major third wheel.

I wonder off looking for something more to drink.

"Hey, Alpha Jasper." A rowdy male voice greets, large hands landing firmly on my shoulders.

"Hey, Greg." I reply, elbowing him in the gut playfully.

His grip turns into a headlock, an obvious challenge I have to meet. I grab him and throw him over my shoulder into the great pyramid of fratitude.

"What the fuck?" One frat guy hollers as the others groan and shout, one looking as though he may cry.

Gregor and I dissolve into laughter.

Angry frat guy looks from Gregor to I in confusion before joining in our laughter. "Strike." He hoots emphatically, helping Gregor up. The other guys cheer. The fickleness of drunk minds.

"So, you pledging, Jasper?" Gregor asks.

"No way." I laugh, looking around for what I came here for. I spot a few bottles in the corner.

"Came here with Sahrah? Where is that sister of yours?" He asks dubiously looking around.

"Stay away from my sister, Gregor." I command. Sahrah can take care of herself but Gregor is known to be persistent.

"I didn't mean anything by it alpha. I was really hoping we would be mates." He defends, following me over to the bottles. I take a shot and then another. He has no idea what he's asking for.

"I'm sure you'll find them this ball." I console, though I don't really care. May not even be true. Gregor could be mateless. Happens sometimes. Your mate dies before you find them and you never know.

"Hope so." He mopes, leaning against the counter beside me.

"Thinking about pledging?" Angry frat guy asks, joining Gregor and I.

"No." I answerm looking him up and down. Sahrah says I should stop doing that. That it comes off aggressive, but what do I care. He's got sandy blond hair that reminds me of my beta. He's cute, about my height, but a little slimmer than I usually like. The alcohol seems to have loosened the rains of the mate bond, but my wolf is no happier about it.

"You look like you'd fit right in here. You seem like an alpha personality. Alpha Phi Alpha is the fraternity of leaders." He continues undeterred by my rejection.

"Beg me?" I dead pan. There's that dopey confused look again.

"What?" He asks, the edge of anger returning.

"You're practically already there. Make me believe you really want it and I'll consider it." I say flippantly before taking another shot.

He's red face mad now, sputtering indignantly.

"Don't mind Jasper, Drew. He's just fucking around." Gregor soothes.

Drew glares at Gregor then back at me a small smile pulling at the corners of his lips.

"I think they need help tapping another keg, Gregor." Drew says dismissively a sinister smile playing on his ruggedly handsome face.

"Sure." Gregor agrees, giving me a shrug before walking out of the kitchen.

Drew approaches until our chest are almost touching attempting to looms over me though we're the same height. I smile at the human mockingly, waiting for him to make the first move.

He plucks a tendril of my silky black shoulder length hair looping it around his finger. His soft brown eyes shift from my eyes to my lips.

"Haven't had a good fuck in while have you, pretty boy?" He asks in a husky low tone.

"You think you're man enough?" I mock.

His eyes narrow. "Come up to my room and see?" He replies.

"Bring the bottle." I order, pushing past him, making my way up the stairs following his scent to his room.

He comes in right behind me. I grab the bottle from his hand and chug then toss the drained bottle on the bed before proceeding to tug at Drew's trousers. He kisses me and I pull away focusing on pulling down his pants. I spit on my hand then run it along his slender length. He jumps and twitches in my hand as I jerk him off, moaning into my neck. I release him to tug down my own pants.

I let him turn me around and force me over his dresser. He grabs my cock from behind while simultaneously inserting a digit into my ass. He fumbles around in my ass aimlessly while limply running his hand up and down my dick.

"Just fuck me already." I snap, impatient with his mediocre foreplay.

"So eager." He breaths on my neck. He removes his finger and I hear him spit presumably on his dick. He prods at my hole with his long thin erection pushing in at an excruciating pace.

I grind my ass against him, and he responds by plowing the rest of him into me enthusiastically. He pounds into me, his lazy handy forgotten.

He erupts, filling me with his hot cum. Shit I should have had him glove up. Werewolves can fight off viruses and infections but it's a bitch and highly contagious. I yank up my pants, feeling even more frustrated having had no release.

"Can I have your number?" Drew asks, breathlessly.

I look him up and down while running my tongue along my teeth. "No." I respond, walking out of the musty dark room.

If I were human, we probably would have dated for a few months, having mediocre sex before ending things amicably. I'm fucking glad I'm not human.

I find Lain and Sahrah where I left them, now joined by Gregor. Didn't I tell him to stay away from my sister? As I watch he grinds himself against Sahrah's ass.

I shove him to the ground in front of the door, then snatch him up by the collar dragging him out the front door and toss him onto the front lawn. If I can't get a good fuck at least I'll have a decent fight. 

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