“Four-twenty-five! Four-twenty-six! Four-twenty-SEVEN!!!” The voices of frat boys screamed into her ears with thoroughly impressed tones. Evie kicked her legs forwards and was done with the keg stand, taking a beer from a guy and tipping it back with a laugh. The guys all laughed with her, their eyes traveling over her and lingering. Her top left nothing to the imagination, or rather the lack of one. No sooner had she gotten to the party that her shirt had come off and the black lights had come on, leaving her pastel green bra to light up like a neon sign. Crowds of women and men alike had gathered their way when her time on the stand broke the highest record they had ever had. Evie just laughed and drank her beer, eyeing the people who came through the door. A guy had come up behind her and grabbed her hips. She continued drinking and tilted her head to the side as a pair of lips placed themselves on her neck. A body was pressed to her back, grinding to impress with whatever they had. It didn’t particularly bother or even turn her on at that, rather she stepped out of the person’s arms and grabbed her tank top from around some guy’s neck. She put the material in her back pocket and walked outside into the frigid air. The latter didn’t bother her as much, but it would help with what she had set her sights on. Catcalls and whistles followed her down the sidewalk, her walk turning flirtatious and slightly stumbling. It helped that her target was 6’2 and obviously ripped. He might’ve played football, just maybe though that wasn’t what her focus was. The guy’s car was something to be desired, sporty and italian. She wasn’t sure what it was, but she wanted it.
Making her way over to him, she stumbled over her heels and into his side. To the human she would look drunk, but to her the guy’s keys were now in her pocket and she was completely sober. As Evie clumsily leaned back, she felt the strong hands on her sides to steady her. One look at his face told her he was a rather nice guy, one she would have dated for fun if it had been a different setting. Instead she carried on without a regret allowing him to introduce himself. His name was Hunter and his tone indicated he was from the South. Evie faked a drunk decision and put her arms around Hunter’s neck, kissing him and meeting no resistance. With a small smirk, she knew what was going through his mind as he responded and pulled her back into the shadows. She was drunk, probably wouldn’t remember a little rough up in the bushes, and was obviously wanting. What Hunter didn’t know that Evie had no intentions of having sex, rather transferring the small pill between her lips to disintegrate in her companion’s mouth. Once she was finished, she pulled back and kissed Hunter’s neck. It took a matter of seconds before Hunter was limp and had stars in his eyes. What she gave him was something she had gotten inside though she didn’t care to find out what it was. Taking his phone from his pocket, she typed his number into her phone and saved it. Evie sat Hunter down against the wall and walked to his car. Clicking the unlock button, she slipped inside and started it while relaxing into the comfortable seats. Putting the car into drive and pressing down on the pedal, she made her way through the city. The pack she was looking for was on the other side of the city or else she wouldn’t have needed the car. If she walked, she’d most likely get mugged. Evie really didn’t want to defend herself and ultimately kill on an Alphess’s territory, so driving would be best. Driving to the city’s alleyways, she parked the car and tossed the keys into the front seat while leaving it unlocked.
Looking down at herself, she remembered that she solely had a bra and her skinny jeans on. Evie reached to grab her shirt and found that it was gone, probably hooked out of her pocket during her little make-out session. She groaned to herself and popped the trunk of the car, hoping to find something. She had the option of a football Jersey or a sweatshirt. Evie shrugged and slipped on the sweatshirt. It was much to large for her, but she’d rather not introduce herself in just a bra. Closing the trunk once again, she looked down at her strappy black heels and shrugged before walking to where she would find the border. The clicks of her heels comforted her somewhat, but ceased as she reached the border. Inhaling, she took into note that the pack was strong. Evie leaned against the wall and looked around. The exciting parts were done, and now she would wait.
Making her way over to him, she stumbled over her heels and into his side. To the human she would look drunk, but to her the guy’s keys were now in her pocket and she was completely sober. As Evie clumsily leaned back, she felt the strong hands on her sides to steady her. One look at his face told her he was a rather nice guy, one she would have dated for fun if it had been a different setting. Instead she carried on without a regret allowing him to introduce himself. His name was Hunter and his tone indicated he was from the South. Evie faked a drunk decision and put her arms around Hunter’s neck, kissing him and meeting no resistance. With a small smirk, she knew what was going through his mind as he responded and pulled her back into the shadows. She was drunk, probably wouldn’t remember a little rough up in the bushes, and was obviously wanting. What Hunter didn’t know that Evie had no intentions of having sex, rather transferring the small pill between her lips to disintegrate in her companion’s mouth. Once she was finished, she pulled back and kissed Hunter’s neck. It took a matter of seconds before Hunter was limp and had stars in his eyes. What she gave him was something she had gotten inside though she didn’t care to find out what it was. Taking his phone from his pocket, she typed his number into her phone and saved it. Evie sat Hunter down against the wall and walked to his car. Clicking the unlock button, she slipped inside and started it while relaxing into the comfortable seats. Putting the car into drive and pressing down on the pedal, she made her way through the city. The pack she was looking for was on the other side of the city or else she wouldn’t have needed the car. If she walked, she’d most likely get mugged. Evie really didn’t want to defend herself and ultimately kill on an Alphess’s territory, so driving would be best. Driving to the city’s alleyways, she parked the car and tossed the keys into the front seat while leaving it unlocked.
Looking down at herself, she remembered that she solely had a bra and her skinny jeans on. Evie reached to grab her shirt and found that it was gone, probably hooked out of her pocket during her little make-out session. She groaned to herself and popped the trunk of the car, hoping to find something. She had the option of a football Jersey or a sweatshirt. Evie shrugged and slipped on the sweatshirt. It was much to large for her, but she’d rather not introduce herself in just a bra. Closing the trunk once again, she looked down at her strappy black heels and shrugged before walking to where she would find the border. The clicks of her heels comforted her somewhat, but ceased as she reached the border. Inhaling, she took into note that the pack was strong. Evie leaned against the wall and looked around. The exciting parts were done, and now she would wait.