My heart was pounding like crazy by the time I reached Sophie's room. What was with that look? Or the fact that he was acting like a creeper watching us. I know he hates me and he thinks I'm going destroy his pack but stalking was never ok.

"Everything alright?" Sophie asked.

"Yeah, definitely. Totally." That could not have been any less convincing. Both of them stared at me with raised eyebrows.

"So you turn eighteen in forty five minutes?" I asked Sienna.

"Yeah. But it does not matter, I don't really like celebrating my birthday" Sienna replied sadly.

"We always honor your wish to not celebrate your birthday, but this is your eighteenth birthday! The day you find your mate and enter adult hood! So in lieu of this momentous occasion, we are watching the greatest coming of age movies" Sophie hopped off her bed and grabbed a stack of DVD's from beside her TV. "Sixteen Candles, The Breakfast Club, and Pretty in Pink, all starring the beautiful Molly Ringwald. So you two go into my closet and you will find night clothes for both of you and I'm going to get popcorn and chocolate" Sophie told us then ran out her bedroom door. Sienna and I looked at each other knowing that whatever gosh awful, sunshine-and-daisies outfits awaited us must be put on because Sophie is like the epitome of innocence. We slowly walked into her closet, exercising extreme caution.

"I'm not wearing that" Sienna said shaking her head and turning around to leave, but I grabbed her arm to stop her.

"It's for Sophie. She really wants you to have a great birthday" I said, dreading the fact that I was defending the silken...things... in her closet.

"But...but...I do not wear...lacy silk night clothes!" Sienna whined. This is true, her general style was like poised French artist, not American Sweetheart.

"You'll crush her heart" I reminded.

"Agggggghhhhh.... fine but I am not wearing that one" pointing to a camisole cut, dress like top in a floral print and matching underwear. The top had black lace sewn to it, and while it completely covered everything, it still looked...exposing. The one next to it was just a loose fitting, flowing top with small boy shorts and was bright yellow. It had a little sticky note on it that said "Mine! :)" The last one was just a silk cami with semi long shorts in a fuchsia color with black lace in miscellaneous places. Sienna read the sticky note then examined the last one like I had and slowly looked at me with a sad, pouting face.

"Please?" she begged.

As much as I appreciated Sophie going out and buying brand new sleepwear for us, I hated that she had bought that provocative monstrosity. I let out an insanely loud sigh and grabbed the floral nightmare. Sienna cracked a huge smile on her face clapped twice, then proceeded to grab the fuchsia set.

By the time Sophie returned with the snacks, Sienna and I had made ourselves comfortable (as possible) in her bed.

"Yay! You put on the night clothes!" she squealed. Sienna and I stared at each other with knowing looks then nodded at her. Sophie went to her dresser and picked up Sixteen Candles and put the movie on. She then joined us and we all snacked on popcorn and chocolate. We got to the dance scene when we find out that Jake Ryan is interested in Samantha Baker when I noticed Sienna looked over to Sophie's alarm clock.

11:50 pm.

Sienna looked down at the comforter on Sophie's bed then said quietly, "I really hope it's William".

Sophie and I looked at each other, then she reached over to her remote and turned the TV off.

"Really?" Sophie asked.

"Yeah... I... haven't date a guy since Josh. I did not want to at first. But William was so kind and sweet. And then he was fake flirting. And then his flirting began to feel more real and I... I like it. But I don't like that I like it. I told myself to stop feeling because I knew I was going to be the first one to turn eighteen and I could not live with myself if I broke his heart. But he never stopped. He's always kind, patient, and doting. Now that it's close to time, I feel like it's safe to admit that that is what I want. He is what I want" Siena finished quietly with her eyes glistening slightly.

"The mating pull is a force to be reckoned with. It's been documented that mates nations apart somehow accidently end up in the same room to find each other. My parents were living proof of that. If you feel like your world would end right now if it turns out that William is not your mate, then he probably is" I told her. Sophie leaned over and put her hand on Sienna's. Sienna nodded with a sad smile.

"Im afraid, but... I want to know" Sienna said wiping her eyes.

"Well that's good because I told him to come by my window and wait for you" Sophie said happily and the two of us stared at her, "and he's here, just in time for midnight".

"What?!" Sienna yelled, hopping off the bed and attempting to get as far from the window as possible.

"Whoa, whoa, calm down" Sophie said running to her.

"I am not ready Sophie! What if... What if..." Sienna did not finish.

"The only way you will know is if you go out my window and talk to him" I said. Sienna was shaking slightly. She stared at me with huge eyes, looking like a scared deer. I gave her a reassuring nod. She grabbed Sophie's hand and the both of them walked over to the window. Sienna peered out and I heard a quiet 'hi' from a William-sounding masculine voice. Sienna put her legs out the window and jumped. Her wolf abilities would make the two story leap an easy move. Sophie sat on the window sill and swung her legs outside, but did not jump down. I'm assuming she was there for moral support, just in case.

"Sophie," I whispered," I'm going to get something to drink". Sophie nodded at me excitedly, then went back to observing. I chuckled and made my way down the hall and the stairs to the kitchen.

I flicked on the light switch then opened the fridge. I saw a bottle of orange juice labeled "Beta Andrew's Juice". Perfect, might as well say it was mine. I grabbed the juice then shut the fridge door.

"Oh shh..." I said, falling backwards, my heart pounding a hundred miles a minute. I put my hand out to steady myself from the shock of seeing Alpha Alex on the other side of the fridge door.

His eyes were wide for a millisecond before they fell into a half lidded gaze. He looked me up and down slowly without saying a word.

"What is your problem? Are you going to say something or are we still ignor-" but I stopped dead in my tracks as I realized what I was wearing.

Sophie's ridiculous sleepwear...

I felt my face explode in embarrassment.

"I...I...uh.." I sputtered. Alpha Alex put his right hand on the island and took one large step toward me. He ran his palm along the edge of the island slowly. I looked at his hand and then up at his eyes again. Something was not right here. He picked his left hand up from his side and slowly ran it along my collarbone to my neck and into my hair. He ran his right hand up my extended arm slowly and placed it behind my neck as well. His body was so close to me that I could feel his breath on my face.

What am I doing? I should be running, screaming, and yelling. He's a jerk to me, a real piece of work.

But as he leaned in slowly, bringing his face to mine, I just stood there. His thumbs were rubbing circles on the tender skin of my neck. He closed the distance between us painstakingly slowly, teasing me and making me second guess myself at the same time. I hesitated a split second before he claimed my mouth.

It...was...heaven....

His lips were soft and full. I would have never suspected that someone so violent and angry could be such a slow, tender kisser. I turned my head to the side so he could deepen the kiss. My limp arms slowly made their way up to his sides, right above his hip bones. I clenched his shirt in my hands gently, loving the way the cotton felt in my arms. He smelled like clean after shave and raw, untamed man...like an Alpha. Alpha Alex.

I'm kissing Alpha Alex.

My eyes shot open as I realized what was happening. I used my grip to push him away with as much force as my melted body could muster. He stared at me, an angry, virile look on his face. That face disappeared when he realized what had happened. I knew I wore a terrified, hurt expression.

"I..." he started but I shook my head and sprinted past him. I felt his hand skim my back, but I was only focused on getting up the stairs.







Thank you for reading and voting! On the side is the awful...yet cute... nightwear the adorable Sophie chose and the unlucky Terri put on!