The wolf king Fated Mate

Zara's POV.

I dragged my legs heavily down the street, I had successfully found my way out of the woods.

My eyes were heavy and my head throbbed painfully but then I had no choice but to keep moving, straining my eyes to see through the dark alley.

I was extremely tired following the miles I've covered but I couldn't stop for a second as I was making sure to go as far away from the Blue Moon pack as possible.

Though I had no destination in mind, I felt a lot better than where I ran off from, the ugly ordeal that no one deserved. It's behind me now, and I'm glad to call it my past.

Suddenly, I halted on my spot as my ears instinctively caught a roaring noise.

I couldn't help the deep smirk that washed through my face as I realized where my legs had dragged me to, I was standing right in front of a buzzing bar.

It suddenly hit me, this was exactly what I needed right now. I needed something to vent my pain on and alcohol isn't far from being the great solution.

I suckled in a deep breath and staggered in.

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Dragging my feet frustratedly into the club, I went straight to the bar section

"A shot please," I said to the waiter.

I grabbed the tiny glass like a desperate predator clutching onto it's prey and gulped down the shot of liquor down my throat in a flash, dropping the empty glass with a loud thud on the counter. "More!" I howled.

He filled it up and I gobbled it all the way in again.

The burning sensation right from my tongue, then throat and right down to my stomach was all I needed to keep me as miserable as I needed to be at that moment.

"Are you okay miss?" I heard the waiter ask.

"Just continue refilling the glass and I'll be okay," I mumbled passing the empty glass towards him.

Suddenly, I sighted someone walk into the club quietly, I definitely wouldn't have noticed if he had managed to look a bit less hotter than he is.

I was strongly resisting the urge to wipe my eyes with my hands to be sure it was a human walking right in, clad mysteriously in an all black outfit, his hair deep black and slightly ruffled, amazing hazel eyes and perfectly structured jawline, his height and muscular arms were second to none.

He had the looks of a complete Greek God. I was lost staring for several seconds,

I seemed not to be the only one caught up with his sudden appearance into the club.

Surprisingly, he walked towards the space beside me and leaned on the counter. His head snapped towards me almost immediately and I looked away quickly.

Snapping back to my business, I grabbed my filled cup, pouring it down my throat in a flash.

I could also hear the mysterious stranger demanding for bottles after bottles of liquor as well.

With each gulp of the drink, their faces flashed before my eyes. Father, Mother, Merlin, Haylee, and everyone who contributed immensely to my misery.

My breath was becoming heavy with each passing second and the walls of the club spun in different directions setting my head in a hassle, I felt my stomach contrast, and next thing, I was throwing up heavily.

Staggering to climb down the seat, I lost balance of my foot on the floor, which had me spiraling towards the ground.

I was almost reaching the floor when I felt a pair of strong hands grab my wrist pulling me back up, surprisingly, I never landed on my feet instead I crashed into a warm body.

I suckled in a deep breath, grateful that I hadn't fallen and broken my bones but suddenly a strange but adorable fragrance hit my nostrils hard. It was nothing like I've ever scented before.

It meant only one thing.

"Mate!" Narla, my wolf rumbled in excitement.

Slowly, I raised my face to get a glimpse of who or whatever I had crashed into, and surprisingly, it was him. The handsome stranger that had walked into the bar few minutes ago.

I felt the breath in my lungs dry up as his gaze lingered on me.

Then he did the unexpected.

He grabbed my waist, lifting me off the floor and headed out of the club.

I couldn't make out where he was taking me following how drunk I was, not until I felt a door shut behind. He dropped me to the floor and slammed me gently against the door.

In a swift movement, he raised his hands to rest on the door beside the both sides of my head, pinning me in-between, as his hot gaze peered into my face.

"Look at me," his cold voice sounded through my head.

I slowly raised my face to meet his heated gaze.

I felt my wolf squeal in excitement as our gazes met, all I felt at that moment was a strong force pushing me towards him. The fright coupled with excitement was unlike nothing I had felt before, a feeling I knew I would never feel for someone else.

"It's you," he muttered.

"Your scent is different," his voice sent cold shivers down my spine.

"So strong, so delicious, it can never be mistaken," he breathed out, his gaze fixed intently on me.

I mopped at him, my lips too heavy to utter a word.

Surprisingly, all I could see in his eyes was admiration and yearning.

I parted my mouth to mutter a word but it was hooked up in my throat as he claimed my lips in a sloppy heart melting kiss, our tongues battling for dominance, his hands roamed my body igniting fire underneath my skin as I burn and craved more of his touch.

After a short while, he pulled away, trailing soft kissed down my neck, he was extremely gentle as he claimed my body, my wolf howled in pleasure and excitement as our body became one.

"You are mine, those were his next words as he scooped me into his arms, heading towards the bed.