Mated to the Alpha and His Beta

Chapter 493 Stella

Quickly, I formed a different sort of bubble around her. A small shield, light and thin, that kept the man grabbing her from being able to pull her with him off the dance floor. Every time he tugged, his fingers slipped off her wrist like she'd been covered in oil. His confusion was obvious, and I wanted to laugh. Finally, he gave up and turned away to find someone else.

Selena danced back over to me with a frown. "Hey! I know what you're doing!"

I turned my back on the man who'd flicked my beads, and he gave up to find someone else. "He was trying to take you off the dance floor!"

"Yeah, he wanted to buy me a drink!" She frowned. "Listen, kiddo, I'm here to have a good time. The deal was that I'd show you how to be normal, and you'd help keep away the supes trying to get at me."

"Is this normal?" I shouted to be heard. The quiet bubble had faded while I shielded her from the man she apparently had wanted to go with.

I was having a hard time juggling everything at once.

Selena's eyes were glowing again, but not from her wolf this time. Like the server's, the whites were bright. So were her teeth. It was from the purple lighting overhead, I realized. Her fingernail polish, the white tips, were glowing, too.

"And don't call me kiddo," I shouted.

Only a minute or so had passed without any men trying to grab our hips and push themselves against our butts. That seemed to be about the limit of time we'd get solo. As Selena felt big male hands pulling her back against him, she grinned at me and let this new stranger hold her close.

"You don't even know what he looks like!" I couldn't hold back my laughter, even though I didn't really think it was funny.

Behind me, my own brand-new

stranger was bumping his pelvis against the small of my back. I tried to take a couple of steps forward to let him know I didn't want him to do that, although truthfully, I kind of did. Everyone around me was linking and untinking, all of us part of a giant chain of rising desire mingled with a plethora of other feelings that were starting to give me a little bit of a headache.

"What difference does it make?" Selena cried as she put her hands over the guy's, resting flat on her belly. She swiveled her hips and let her head fall back against his chest.

"You don't even know if he's cute!"

She grinned again. "Everyone's hot on the dance floor! Let yourself go!"

I wanted to, and it was easy to let myself get swept up. In the music, in the man touching me, his breath now hot on the back of my neck. His grip got bolder, pulling me closer, his fingertips inching around to my belly and just under the hem of my camisole. At the touch of his bare skin on mine, a flood of strange new sensations rushed through me.

I wanted to see his face, but the

crowd had pushed in on us so closely that I couldn't twist around without pulling myself away...and I couldn't pull away, because there was another body in front of me. My front bumped a woman's back. We were all moving in unison. Up and down, side to side. With each beat of the drums, the floor shook beneath our feet. I shot a glance toward where I'd last seen Selena and could only catch a glimpse of her hair.

Something hard was pressing against my back now. Something firm and hot pushing through the denim of this guy's jeans. Then coot air replaced the heated breath, but only for a second, because another set of hands flattened on my belly. Pulled me against a different body. A pair of lips nudged my ear, and I shivered as small tendrils sensation tiptoed up and down my spine.

I couldn't move without shoving the woman in front of me. We all rocked together, boats on an ocean of music and sweat and lust. I barely had to move my feet because the entire crowd was doing the dancing for me.

I found myself being spun in a slow circle. Now my back rubbed the woman who'd been in front of me. My chest pressed against a broad, male chest clad in a glowing white T-shirt. He tossed his head to get sweaty hair off his forehead and looked down into my eyes with an intense gaze.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Was he cute? Like Selena had said, everyone was hot on the dance floor. But did I think he was cute? He was a human, so what did it matter? We weren't going to be mated. I wasn't even going home with him... All we had to do right now, in this moment, was give up to the throbbing meat. To let go and dance.

I let my fingers link behind his neck for a moment while he moved us in time to the beat. I looked around to make sure my aunt was all right. I couldn't find her.

Selena was gone.