Rejecting My Alpha Mate novel Chapter 3

The day of the party came quicker than I could’ve imagined. I woke up to the smell of pancakes and sausages.

I sat up in bed and smiled as I saw a present on my desk. I figured mom must’ve gone out of her way to get me something. I got up and went to get ready for the day before my attention turned to the present on the desk.

I opened the present slowly and smiled when I saw that it was a new outfit. I kept it folded before setting it out for later. I would wear it to the party.

I straightened myself out before going downstairs. I smiled as I saw mom sitting at the table, sipping her usual coffee.

“Good morning, mom,” I said as I came into the kitchen, grabbing a plate.

Mom smiled happily, “Good morning, birthday girl.”

I blushed softly and went over to her, hugging her from behind.

“What time is your big party?” She asked me as I sat down to eat breakfast.

I shrugged, “Probably around 7? Something like that.”

Knowing Amy and Adam, the house was going to be crowded with other young adult wolves.

Speaking of Amy and Adam—“Good Morning, bestie!”—there they were, coming into the house bright and early like usual.

I looked up at them, pancake in my mouth. I took a moment to swallow.

“Are you two ever going to let me eat breakfast in peace?” I raised an eyebrow at them.

Adam shook his head as Amy crossed her arms. “Would we be your best friends if we didn’t?” Amy raised her eyebrow back at me.

I chuckled and shook my head, “No, no, you wouldn’t be.” I stretched before I shoved the last bit of breakfast into my mouth.

I stood and made sure I had my training clothes before I said goodbye to mom and left to get to training.

As excited, I was for my party; I had to keep focusing on my ultimate goal. I couldn’t risk any ‘free days.’ Being the best warrior wasn’t going to be given to me; I had to prove myself.

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I took a moment to breathe as I got changed into my outfit for the party. I had been so busy training that I couldn’t see where the time went.

It seemed that before I could blink, it was time to get ready for the party. I raced home after Sasha said they would get me later.

I felt my heart moving a thousand miles a minute. I couldn’t tell if it was from excitement or nerves. Tonight was the night, the night I found my mate. There was no stopping the inevitable.

“Jesse!” I heard mom from downstairs, “Sasha’s here!”

I looked at myself one final time before I made my way downstairs. As I got to the bottom of the steps, I saw Sasha all dressed up. I chuckled softly.

“What?” They asked, “Something on my face?” I shook my head.

“No, you look good. I’ve just never seen you so dressed up.” I nudged them in the shoulder. Sasha chuckled and rubbed the back of their neck, blushing.

“Come on,” They gestured to the door, “Amy and Adam will have my throat if the birthday girl’s late.”

I rolled my eyes fondly and followed him out the door, waving goodbye to mom. The way the pack lands were set up was like a gated Cul-de-Sac in a large suburban area in Uptown Sacramento. The main Packhouse was in the middle, and separate houses for Pack members surrounded it like some Suburbia satanic circle. It was home, though.

It didn’t take long to get to Amy and Adam’s. The closer we got, the louder the music became as the base of the music could be felt in your chest. We squeezed our way through the front as Sasha pulled me to where Amy and Adam were.

I couldn’t tell when the party had started, but already the house was starting to smell like s*x and alc*h*l. There must’ve been a third of the pack in the house. Everyone our age was here, wishing me ‘happy birthday’ as we passed.