Chapter 4: Malaki Crescent

Four

Malaki Crescent

There was nothing quite like the smell of innocent, young college girls. Night had fallen, and I stood on the second floor overlooking the stair rail as vampires, werewolves, witches and other magical beings alike filled the frat house. Jackson was downstairs flirting with some girls, and Milo stood beside me periodically checking his phone.

“Okay, can you please stop that?” I asked. “You know how Celestine is. She’s already said that she wasn’t coming, so she’s not coming.”

He sighed. “I hate this. I know she wants me, and yet she’s trying to get rid of the damn mate mark by not being with me!”

“Give her time,” I said, “she’ll come around.”

“I don’t want to give her time. I want to take her, and make her forget the name of every guy she’s so much as looked at including that stupid little human friend that she has.”

“Well, she’s not here,” I told him, and then I stiffened as the last person I expected came through the door. “But there is someone I didn’t think would be here.”

Milo raised an eyebrow. “The human girl? Where?”

I pointed. She had walked in with my sister, and Keavy, Sinead, and Anna, their other roommates. Keavy was a pretty girl, with short, red hair and Sinead matched the same. Keavy and Sinead were both witches, and part of a powerful coven the pack that I was familiar with. They were cousins, and redheads. Anna had bronze skin, jet black hair, and brown eyes. All of the girls were pretty, but it was Iris that I couldn’t take my gaze off of.

She was wearing a blue, velvet dress with silver starts on it. She glittered as the lights we had set up hit her.

“Oh,” said Milo, “she is pretty.”

I glared at him. “Don’t even think about it.”

He smirked. “Why, because you----” he paused. “Do you feel that?”

“Feel what?” I knew what he was talking about. The tingling that had crept down my spine.

Milo furrowed his brows together. “It almost feels like when mom is around. But she’s not here otherwise she’d murder us for all of our debauchery.”

I snorted. “Probably. Anyway, I’m sure it’s all of that booze you’ve had.”

He frowned. “She’s wearing Celestines dress, that I bought for her, to wear to this exact party.”

I patted him on the shoulder. “Well, she is nothing if not feisty.”

“I’m going to kill her.”

“Maybe don’t try and dress her like she’s a toddler, yeah?”

“I was trying to be nice!” he insisted. “You know what, just for that I’m going to go down and ask the pretty little human to dance.”

I shrugged. “Go ahead. I’ve no designs on her, and she’s not my mate.”

He chuckled. “I predict you’ll have your first pup by this time next year, and be married by June.”

“I don’t need to predict anything; I just know that you’re an idiot.”

Smirking, Milo patted me on the shoulder, then he made his way down the stairs to were Iris stood. I should have, maybe, gone down after him. But I didn’t like that Dawn thought that she knew everything about my life. Female werewolves often had the ability to see the future, the better to plan for their pups. And Dawn was one of them that did.

Since she had gotten into Immortals University, she had talked none stop all about this girl that I was going to meet. This girl that she thought was probably going to be human, and who I would have pups with. Kids. But it wasn’t possible for humans and immortals like me to reproduce. So, whatever the girl was, I didn’t know that she was human.

And because of that, I needed to stay away from her. I had already lost one girl that I loved to a vampire. If there was a chance that someone else could be too, I wasn’t about to let that happen again. Besides, the girl showed zero interest in me.

Although, she was strangely, showing interest in my brother. Who had asked her to dance and was grinding up against her on the dance floor. It was stupid for me to be jealous and yet, as I watched it, I felt my claws piercing my skin as they came out. I didn’t like it. I didn’t like it at all.

My wolf simmering with rage, I went down stairs to the center of the room where the two of them were dancing. I tapped my brother on the shoulder. “Mind if I cut in?” my brother froze, and looked at me with a knowing smirk. I wanted to punch him. He chuckled, then glanced at Iris.

“I mean,” he said, “only if she wants to. What do you say, Iris? Give the other brother a chance?”

I was really, really going to kill him for that.

Iris looked me up and down, an amused smile on her face. “I wasn’t waiting, and I’m not interested.” Before I could stop her, she turned on her heal, and left. Now, my wolf was pacing, telling me to go after her and drag her back to me.

Milo laughed. “Cold. You know brother, you’ve really got to work on your first impressions. She does not like you one bit.”

I glared. Without a word, I ran after the girl. Fairly certain I’d lost my senses.