Zayne's pov
Before the day I marked her as my own I had always hated the idea of mates. Regardless of the fact that I was the Alpha of my pack both feared and respected but mostly feared, some of the rules that my ancestors had left behind and those that mother nature had crafted just did not make sense to me.
My whole pack had been pressuring me to find my mate claiming that they needed a Luna. This is something that my right hand man, Fenrir, had made his life mission to remind me daily.
"What are you thinking about Zayne?" Leticia asked driving me out of my world of fantasy.
Leticia was my closest female friend. She was a Zeta. The rarest of our kind. That however did not make her look down on anyone. She was always kind and chirpy. Fenrir had even suggested that I make her my Luna once but that simply did not resonate well with me.
"Just about the rules of your kind." I replied
" At times you speak as if you are not one of us. "she sneered.
"Well maybe I am not." I said looking into her eyes as I put my jacket on.
"Whatever! Where are you going? Can I come?" She asked jumping up and down like a little child.
"No!" I said with clarity as I left leaving her behind in my study.
As I drove home that night I felt a heavy weight pressing on my heart seeming to shorten my breath. Because of this I decided to head to the club instead of home. I could have headed to the clubs in my territory but I knew I would be treated like royalty that I was but simply wanted to escape from that night. So I headed to the neutral spot where all humans, werewolves and all creatures headed to and none was superior.
As I drunk in my usual spot I could not help but be intrigued by this one female who seemed to be having a day. At first I thought it was funny that she walked into the bar dressed for work but then the next moment she was crying on some guy's shoulder claiming that she would die alone because she had been rejected. To this I chuckled a little bit. She seemed to believe in all the fairy tales that we had been read as children.
A few drinks later she was shouting to her friend to join her on the dance floor. Even though she was dancing and smiling I could not help but notice the tears in the corner of her eyes. I was completely sober and my senses, all six, were completely glued on her. When I saw a man grab her making a already bad day worse I lost it.
A few amazing decisions later I woke up to her by my side. My head buried in her chest and her hand petting my hair like a puppy and it felt amazing. It was the only reckless decision I had ever done in my life but I loved every second of it.
When she woke up I pretended that I was still asleep to see what she would do only to notice that she was trying to run away from me. I felt used and confused in that moment. Despite my efforts to try and get her to stay, she left me. She seemed to be in a hurry to leave that she dropped her keys and wallet on the floor on the way out.
I checked her wallet and her name was Arielle.
*Let me tell you a secret though dear reader, I already knew who she was. I am not a simple person who makes a decision in the heat of the moment. I knew her long before that day and that day I had decided to test fate. Honestly, my ancestors were right*
I decided to look for her after all I had to return her wallet and keys. I also had to meet the woman I had decided to mark as my mate.
I headed downstairs for a cup of coffee. I entered the kitchen. I noticed her pant on the floor. This flooded me with the memories from the previous night. She was the only one who seemed to turn me on honestly.
I heard Fenrir walk in so I picked it up quickly and hid it behind my back.
"What are you hiding?" inquired Fenrir
"Something important." I answered wanting to spare myself a lecture.
I left him downstairs and headed into the bathroom to prepare myself. A few hours later I was on my way to her work place. I knew that she came from a different pack and that the moment I drove in there I was putting myself in the den of a lion and that there was no assurance that I would come out alive but if I did she would be with me and honestly, I liked those odds.
It was the first time that I had been infatuated by a female and it was an odd yet amazing feeling. The adrenaline it generated was like none I had ever experienced before. There was also this other feeling deep down. A feeling that claimed her as mine and threatened to maim any other male being that so far as breathed in her direction.
When I walked into her office I did not find her at her desk and so I decided to wait. A few minutes later her boss and Alpha came from his office and ushered me in.
"What brings you here Mr Ravenscroft?" He asked hi voice as menacing as usual.
"I came to see someone Mr Quinnell." I replied.
"Still a man of few words I see, and your gaze still remains lifeless." Stated Mr Quinnell . Still this is my territory you can not walk in here like it's a market place."
Many people had told me that my eyes looked lifeless and this was something I liked as it hid what went on in my head.
A soft knock on the door and, the heightening of my senses told me that she was here. I could feel her happiness combined with fear as she pushed that door open and entered.