novelraw You Look Like Someone
You Look Like Someone
Nalya
We followed Zac inside the club. It was already 9 pm. Music was blaring, and people were drinking.
"Zac got us a private lounge. Isn't that cool?" Azura whispered in my ear. I looked around. The place was so lively.
"Here," Zac pushed the two glass doors open.
"SURPRISE! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Nalya!" I covered my mouth with my hand. About a dozen people from the pack were there with balloons in their hands and standing in front of a big cake.
"Azura," I was choking up a little.
"I know it has been two weeks since your birthday, but I wanted to throw you a party,"
I was emotional and wanted to cry. Azura grabbed my arm.
"Don't dare fucking cry right now and ruin that makeup," she said. I breathed in and out.
"Thank you so much, guys!" I said.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU," they started to sing.
"Make a wish!" they cheered. I closed my eyes and made a wish; PEACE. I wanted serenity in my heart. I blew out the candles, and they clapped.
Everyone was having fun and drinking now. I had a cocktail, and it wasn't as bad as I thought. Azura was pushing me to dance. I did with her when I remembered something.
"Hey, how did you know it was my birthday?" I asked.
"Oh, Roman," she said and gulped her whiskey. I remember telling Roman once when my birthday was, but I didn't even think he was listening. I missed him. However, I didn't want to think of anything sad as Azura put an effort to make this party blissful for me. I wrapped my arms around her neck as I slowly moved to the music. She was smiling at me.
"Do you two want to kiss or what?" Zac said over the music, and we giggled.
"Wouldn't you like that, you dirty boy!" Azura said.
"That would be sexy,"
"Yes, kiss!"
Everyone chanted, and Azura was ready, just waiting for me.
"What? You don't want to give me your first kiss," she teased.
"Hey, I've kissed someone before," I said.
"Hmm? How?" she asked.
"Like this," I connected my lips against hers. We kissed passionately. When we parted, the room was louder than ever with cheers! The phone flashlights had died down, and we continued to party.
Rhaegar
Alpha Layth's mother, Linda, was back in the pack, and now, the idiot would use this opportunity to come here using her, but in truth, he'd be here for Nalya. I was seething with rage; he wanted her. Layth would do anything to get her when he knew she was my mate.
"Linda and her husband have settled in a mansion close to town," Kendrick informed me at dinner.
"Why couldn't they stay in Layth's pack?" I groaned.
"Because her marriage with Mr. Thorn ended in a messy divorce, and this is her original pack and her new husband's," Nathaniel explained patiently. They knew my reasons for being upset but didn't say anything in front of Zayn and Roma.
"Have you seen Azura's post?" Zayn asked Roma.
"Everyone is calling Nalya the most beautiful girl in the pack, surpassing Juliana, who won last year," he said. My interest at the mention of my mate peaked.
"What post?" Kendrick asked.
"This," Zayn showed him his phone and then passed it to me; Nalya looked breathtaking in these pictures, but I scowled at her outfit.
"Why is she dressed like this?" I growled.
"Jealous, Rhaegar? She was only a one-night stand like the rest to you," Roma glared at me.
"You know I'm fucking tired of you bringing it up. Roma, I didn't know she was your friend,"
"Twice, you've done this to me now," he countered.
"Do you like Nalya, Roma?" Nate asked.
"No- I- I don't know, but we were close. I was just disappointed she agreed to fuck my brother, " he mumbled.
"Nalya made out with Azura! Like real make out with tongue and all!" Zayn bellowed, grinning. My friends looked at me. My heart was beating in my chest, and I felt so many emotions, and I recognized one; Jealousy. I know it was stupid, and I had no right, but It was raw and strong.
I stood up immediately and went outside to my car. " Where the fuck are you going,"
Nate asked, getting in the car and Kendrick in the backseat. I was driving to the club my mate was; to do what you might ask; I didn't know.
Reaching the club, the scent of alcohol and sex hung in the air.
I went to the second floor where she was. Nalya was drunk and dancing against a boy. I was about to walk in there and get her away from his arms when Nate held my shoulder and shook his head.
"Why is the Alpha Prince here? And causing a ruckus while kids try to have fun," he was right. It would raise questions. I balled my hands in a fist as I watched her dance. Why did I feel hurt when I rejected her?
Everyone in her group was drunk now, and others went to mingle downstairs,
"I'm going to the bathroom," I heard Nalya say to her friend.
"Should I come with?" she asked. I was glad someone cared to go with her to the restrooms.
"It's alright. I'll be back soon,"
Nalya went right past us without noticing. She couldn't walk straight, so she used the wall for support. I followed her and waited for her as she left the lavatories. Her eyes widened when she saw me and rubbed them a few times.
"Y- You? You look like someone I know," she slurred.
"Really?"