He’s a beast, I’m his beauty - Chapter 3

*His POV*

“DANNNNY!!!!!!!!!!” is all I hear as my foot slides through the door, Taylor is a big dummy and it’s surprising he has a mate that tolerates his shit. Jillian is a really sweet girl so how she vowed her life to be intertwined with this moron will always baffle me but I digress. “DAAANNNNYYYYY” He gets even louder the second time. “WHAT!?!?!” I snap before heading up the stairs. “Tonight we’re all going out! So get dressed asshole” He shouts up behind me right before I have the opportunity to slam my damn door. The downside of living with family, they always find you. Taylor is my older brother and leader of the pack, he gained his title of Alpha after pop passed away and sadly that means I have to follow him I’m second in command and then there’s Kenny and Connor, they’re just there honestly no titles.

I slowly made my way to the shower and took a long and hot one. After my shower, I went to get dressed and was stopped in the hallway by Connor, gotta love the kid. “Danny? Can I talk to you?” He says he’s so quiet you literally have to be listening to hear him. “Sure Connor, follow me so I can get dressed,” I said walking past him to go into my room. He slowly followed me in and sat in my lounge chair and then began his rant, “Do you think we’ll ever have our own pack?” I stopped looking for a shirt and turned to look at him, his face was serious and you could tell he was really upset about this. “Once you find your Luna, your moon goddess I’m sure you’ll split off and have your very own pack kid.” I figured that would put him at ease but it didn’t before I could usher him out he says “Danny, what if my moon goddess is just a god?” The room fell silent and I didn’t know what to say exactly but I didn’t want him to think he was alone. “Connor, whatever sex your moon arrives in you’ll be perfect together. Now can I get dressed before your dumbass older brother comes in here and tries to fight us both?” He just smiled and walked out of the room. Damn, my kid brother may be gay. Sadly if the rest of the pack found this out they’d try to rip him apart, I’ll never let it happen he’s just a fucking kid. I gain my composure and continue getting dressed. Black Armani dress shirt, black Armani dress pants, with my black Michael Kors dress shoes. I slicked my hair back and grabbed my wallet and keys.

The ride to the club was nothing short of boring, the same shit just a different day. Loud music, drinking and smoking weed and Me reminding them to keep their shit because it is a full moon, a new moon at that. No one listens of course until Talyor tells them to shut the fuck up and chill the fuck out. The car gets quiet and so quiet you can hear a pin drop. We finally arrive at the club and go in when this smell overtakes my senses and almost knocks me back 10 feet, It’s not a smell I would find normal like a smell of B.O. and Ass that’s usually my brothers I’m smelling but this one was sweet and VERY strong. I ignore it and try to get my head on straight but I can’t the further into the club we go the stronger the smell gets it’s to the point I feel drunk and I haven’t even had anything to drink yet. “Taylor, do you smell that?” I say hoarsely. “Smell what?” He says as we enter the VIP Lounge and that’s when it hit me, this sweet smell of I don’t even know was here in the lounge it couldn’t be any of the people here I see them at minimum 3x a week and it’s never been like this it must be her, the girl by the bar in the last booth. “Taylor, I’ve found her,” I whisper to him as we sit in the booth. “You’ve found your moon princess?” he says looking concerned, I mean I don’t blame him it’s happened once before and it didn’t end well when she rejected me for someone else. “Yes, she’s right over there. I’ve been smelling her since we were outside and It’s to the point I’m drunk.” I said trying to contain myself but this is becoming a bit much. “Then you have to claim her, you know if you don’t you’ll only become weak and won’t survive much longer. She’s pretty hot, might burn ya if you’re not careful.” He said with a smirk and then he went back to talking to others, as for me I cannot take my eyes off of her. All the girls came to the table, and then I saw her quickly leaving and I need to talk to her before she leaves. Instead of making a great first impression I jump up in front of her and end up tripping her, now she’s lying on the floor covered in wine and her dress is ruined. I reach out to help her up but she doesn’t take my hand. She snatches off her heels and gets up on her own and storms off to the bathroom. Dammit, I fucked up. Hopefully, I can smooth this over on the ride to drop her off.