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panicvictimdj87 - Beca is conflicted with her natural feelings and attraction to Chloe and her morals. It's mentioned more in this chapter, I hope you'd understand her side some more. It's not always simple to just go with things. There will be more Staubrey as we go, but they're the more side couple. You definitely don't have to read if it's not to your liking, but while we're going to get the romance going and some happiness and fun, there is going to be trouble and angst and sadness - it's all part of the storyline I have in mind.

Work was soon and Beca was in the bathroom getting ready. Tonight was different: Chloe and Aubrey were coming to hear Beca's music. Well, Chloe was coming for that; Aubrey probably was coming to drink and because Chloe forced her. And maybe even for Stacie, since the blonde was warming up to her more during the last week.

Beca operated on automatic as she washed herself. She stood under the hot stream for a good five minutes, then massaged her scalp and let the water clean her skin. Her mind overran with the thoughts that haven't left her throughout the week. Beca was able to focus during Emily's training and was proud of the young woman's progress, but other than that Chloe was the only other thing on her mind. The pull and push Beca was doing to keep their friendship balanced was a draining task. Beca and her mate were different, that much was obvious, but that probably was what made it so hard. If Beca's mate was like her, the alpha could've had an easier time keeping her feelings under wraps. Chloe was something Beca could never expect; she was persistent, charming and god, did Chloe love close contact of all sorts. She was the complete opposite of Beca in certain, if not most, areas, a hopeless optimist with endless resources of love and kindness. She'd probably befriend a killer as they try and take her life, maybe even get them to rethink. Did the way Beca think of Chloe say more about the redhead or her? That was just another thing Beca was not going to think about.

Even with Beca throwing herself into teaching Emily everything she had to know about being a werewolf and their history, Chloe still managed to be a big part of her day. It started with a few morning texts. Chloe had early classes and she knew Beca was up as well. At first it was a simple good morning and proceeded to Chloe complaining that she's tired and in need of more coffee. They exchanged some more texts as Chloe made her way from her apartment to campus; at first it was mostly Chloe telling her about her day, her classes, exams and whatnot, but slowly Beca added her perspective and told the woman what she had to deal with exercising with her Emily and Lilly. It made Chloe laugh and use too many emojis; some didn't make sense to Beca and she wrote it off as another weird human thing.

On the days that Chloe had work, she usually tried to convince Beca to come over and even went as far as to offer her a free dessert. Beca didn't take her up on that, knowing it'd be taken out of the redhead's salary, but the pack did come over once to dinner. When Beca had to work, they only exchanged good night and sleep well texts, but on days she didn't, Chloe called. The alpha didn't complain when Chloe talked her ear off about things she couldn't care any less about; she found the woman's voice soothing, even more than her music. It didn't mean anything, certainly didn't indicate her developing feelings or going soft. Stacie and Jesse were idiots that needed to stop sticking their noses into her business. She'd threatened to sew their noses to each other's asses, which wouldn't be comfortable to say the least. It didn't help of course; they knew those were empty threats. The worst thing was how close they became with the ginger and Beca had no idea what they told her or talked about regarding to her; some alpha she was…

During the week Beca got a couple of calls from her mother informing her there were no signs of the rogue wolf. While that wasn't bad news, it wasn't good as well; the danger was still out there and someone was due to get hurt eventually, Beca just knew it. Her mother told her to calm down and keep with what she had planned while having her eyes open. The only reason Beca didn't insist on better action to be taken and pushed the subject was Chloe. She knew her mother would feel something was different about her if she got enough time. Beca didn't feel like being scolded and having a fight with her mom over it. It happened once, during dinner with the older alpha and Stacie and they were just talking. Beca mentioned her views and her mom flipped when she used the word forced. Since then Beca kept quiet about anything mate-related and hoped for a born-wolf mate. It was established that fate was challenging Beca by now. So the conversation ended faster than usual and left the alpha more tensed than ever.

The concern and tension definitely didn't lessen when Beca looked in the mirror and saw a wound on her chest. She felt herself becoming a little weak lately, but not to the point where she lose her powers; or so Beca thought. But there it was, a proof that she couldn't run, that something was wrong and that she didn't have it under control. Beca stared at the reflection in the mirror with stern face. The wound wasn't big or nasty; it didn't cause her any pain. It was red and apparently broke the skin because there was a bit of blood. She was losing a battle she couldn't afford to lose. Her necklace burned hotter each time she had any interaction with Chloe and in the last couple of days, it burned when Beca drifted in thoughts of the woman. Now Beca could've easily dealt with the heat toasting her and the wound. However she couldn't be weak; her life and more importantly, the life of her pack depended on her being strong. While werewolves didn't hurt humans, there were alphas who wanted to gain as much power as they could and killing another alpha and taking its pack was a horrible, yet great way to achieve that. The thought terrified Beca to the point where the hair on her arms and the back of her neck stood. Being weak also meant less self control and that couldn't happen to her when she was around Chloe so much.

Before Beca got a chance to wipe the blood and think of a way to keep it from happening, Stacie barged in. "What the hell, Stace? I'm naked!" she exclaimed.

"Like I haven't seen it a million times since we were kids, sis." Stacie huffed and closed the door behind her. "If you weren't taking you sweet time-" Stacie stopped when she saw the red color in the reflection. "What the hell?" She tilted her head and moved closer to Beca.

"Do you mind?" That was really the last thing Beca needed, for Stacie to make an ever bigger deal of her mate. She grabbed her towel and wrapped it around her body, making sure it was high enough to hide the wound.

"What is that, Beca?" Stacie tone indicated she wasn't playing around. "Is that from your necklace? Why did it happen? You haven't seen Chloe since yesterday and you haven't talked to her since the morning," Stacie questioned with a voice that demanded answers.

With all due respect, while Stacie certainly was assertive, Beca was an alpha, her alpha, and that trumped everything. "I'm taking care of it, none-"

"No!" Ok, maybe not everything; a raging, protective best friend might top it. "We're talking about it right now, Beca Mitchell or I'm calling Abigail."

"You won't dare." Beca clenched her fists and listened closely to her best friend's heartbeat, waiting to hear it change and indicate she was lying. It didn't.

Stacie looked at her with a knowing look. "I'm waiting. Why do you have an open wound that now ruined the towel?"

Beca glanced down and saw the blood stain. She groaned, but made no move to do anything about it. "That's no way to treat your alpha." She was being childish, Beca was aware, but she felt uncomfortable and deep, deep down she was a tiny bit scared.

"I'm talking to my best friend now." Stacie's voice softened as well as her expression. "You can't ignore it any longer. I won't let you."

"I won't force the bite on her," Beca said with as much confidence as Stacie used.

Stacie sighed and stepped to grab a piece of paper. "Why are you so stubborn?" She shook her head and watered the paper and then moved close to Beca, whose eyes were looking around the room.

Beca let Stacie pull the towel down enough to expose the wound and swallowed hard. She knew Stacie could hear how fast her heart was beating and besides, the woman knew her and how she shut herself off when things get too deep. "I have my views," the alpha simply said.

"That makes no sense," Stacie retorted as she cleaned the small amount of blood from her friend's wound.

Beca glared at her, but kept her voice leveled. "It does to me."

"You know what else it does? Weakens you. Resisting your nature and not giving Chloe a chance." They danced around and half joked about the topic for a while; now Stacie took the chance to confront her alpha in an attempt to get her to open her eyes. "You say you don't want to force her to change, but by doing it you're taking her choice. Maybe she'd say no or maybe she'd want to do it, for different reasons-"

"She'd want to change who she is, transform to a creature she never knew existed? She'd want to lie to her family, be away from them for a long period of time until she gains control of her enhanced senses and strength?" Beca bit back and spat the thoughts that swam in her mind.

Stacie let out a heavy sigh and put her hand over Beca's forearm. "You're meant to be, Beca! You were in classes; you know what it means." Stacie didn't stop even with the alpha rolling her eyes at her. "Ok, forget classes; take me for example. I didn't tell Aubrey yet and I sure didn't bite her; I'm lucky to get a hug when we meet." Stacie slightly pouted, but quickly continued. "I'm still strong because we're building a connection and I'm not blocking everything related to her. I'm holding back, of course, or else I would've ravished her a long time ago and probably be dead." It actually made both of them laugh because they knew it was true, even with Stacie being a strong werewolf. Yet the air was tense, loaded with all that Beca kept buried inside. "She'd need to learn about us and be claimed eventually, but it's not happening any time soon. It'd probably take her time to accept it, but the love and trust we're going to have we'll make it easier. She's going to want it because of what's between you, not because she's obligated." That had to be the most serious Stacie got in a while.

"That putting a lot on her," was all the Beca said.

"And who said she can handle the weight?" Stacie retorted and threw the paper to the toilet and flushed. "It's a process and you need to give Chloe more credit."

Beca met Stacie's eyes. "You should've been born an alpha," she told her with a lopsided smile.

"Ah, no, thank you," Stacie replied. "I'm less about being responsible and more about being the wise adviser." She smiled, completely proud of herself.

"You're more like a tall child and a pain in my ass," Beca said back with a bored expression on her face.

Stacie didn't buy it and grinned. "You love me. I was your first." She winked, leaving the word beta from the sentence.

"And now I'm stuck with you and your mate."

"Hey!" Stacie gave her a slight push. "Uncalled for."

"What? She doesn't like me and I didn't do anything to her!" Beca claims. Aubrey was kind of cold towards her since they met; she pretty much avoided her whenever they were together and rolled her eyes at her when she talked.

"Maybe if you didn't string along her best friend that has a huge crush on you, Aubrey would've been nice to you." Stacie said matter of factly.

Beca didn't respond, only gritted her teeth.

"How about we make a deal?" Stacie asked and walked to turn on the faucet.

Beca turned to her with her brow quirked. "What kind of a deal?"

"You enjoy the night and let your guard down," Stacie says and turns back to face her alpha. "For only one night," she adds when she noticed Beca wanting to protest. "Let things happen naturally and we'll talk after, see how you feel and figure it out. What do you say?"

Beca shuffled from one foot to the other. "I don't know."

"Give it a chance, Beca." Stacie didn't want to use the next thing because she didn't want to hurt Beca, but the alpha needed a push. "Chloe is a catch, you don't want to see her with someone else." The second it was out of her mouth, Stacie felt the change in her alpha's emotions; it was like her words set fire to wolf. Even though Beca kept a blank expression, Stacie knew her words stung.

"We're leaving in an hour," Beca stated and exited the bathroom, closing the door with so much force that Stacie wasn't sure how it didn't fall apart.

At least it worked; Beca was going to try it out. Stacie counted on the fact that once Beca felt how it was like to actually let go with Chloe and be close to her, she won't be able to go back. That how it was for her with Aubrey. She was too deep; the feelings are so good and she felt stronger. Yes, that had to work.

"Beca, you left with me without hot water!" Stacie screamed the moment she got under the stream. She should've checked.

An hour into their shift at the club, Beca already played a few songs and Stacie earned some nice tips. Their bathroom conversation didn't come up, but Stacie did notice that Beca picked one of her better outfits. Despite the club being full, the werewolves felt their mates entering. Their eyes locked and Stacie reassured her best friend that everything was going to be alright with a look. Aubrey and Chloe approached the bar and sat on the right side of it. Stacie left the two other bartenders to take care of other customers and walked to them.

"Hello, ladies," Stacie said happily. "You're looking good tonight." It was meant for both of them, but Stacie's eyes definitely lingered on Aubrey. Stacie knew Aubrey noticed and the blonde gave her what Stacie called the "what the hell are you doing? Don't stop" look. It had happened a few times before, when Stacie massaged Aubrey's shoulders before an exam because she was freaking out, or when Stacie mindlessly grazed her thumb over Aubrey's hand when the blonde told her about her work day. Aubrey was obviously not making it easy for Stacie, but she didn't pull away and gave her small signs that she was interested. The brunette was up for working hard, getting to know each other and getting more comfortable. Though, like she told Beca, she was dying to get to the next stage. Aubrey was gorgeous. Who can really blame her? It wasn't only about kissing the woman, but Stacie couldn't wait to snuggle with her, having her arms tightly wrapped around her waist…

"Stacie!" Chloe's voice her pulled her out of her own mind. She saw Aubrey trying to hide her giggles and smiled at her.

"What do you want to drink?" she asked like she wasn't deep in fantasy land a moment ago.

"I'll have a tequila sunrise and she'll have a martini," Chloe said for both of them and Stacie started working on their drinks.

"It's great that you could make it." Stacie knew every alcoholic drink known to man by heart, so it didn't require much concentration. "How was your day?"

"Aubrey forced me to clean," Chloe answered and threw an unpleased look at her best friend.

"We can't live in filth," Aubrey stated. "We have a couple of days off from school and work. It's much nicer to wake up in a clean, organized and good-smelling apartment rather than a dump." Chloe nodded in agreement. Aubrey was right, but Stacie would've probably felt like Chloe; it's better to live in a clean environment, though most of the time she's too lazy to clean.

"So how does it work? Does Beca get a break at some point?" Chloe changed the subject. The girl was more smitten than she was and that said a lot, Stacie thought.

"She can get a few minutes' break, but she never takes it," Stacie provided and thought that maybe tonight the DJ would.

"The music is less horrible than what they used to have." That probably was the closest to a compliment Aubrey would give to Beca and the girl wasn't even there to hear it.

"What did you do to her?" Beca's voice startled the bartender, though she hid it well.

Stacie looked at Beca and saw a not-so-pleased expression on her face. She turned to Chloe and saw she was looking at the table and playing with a napkin,and the smile she had before was much smaller. It was good that Beca cared, but unhappy Chloe was a painful sight and besides, Stacie valued her life too much to let it continue.

Before the wolf could say anything, Aubrey chipped in. "Oh, god!" Aubrey sighed at her friend. "You could probably go up there; she invited you, and she'd let you in there," Aubrey encouraged with a hint of annoyance in her voice.

Chloe looked up with questioning eyes directed at Stacie. "Sure she will," Stacie confirmed and passed the drinks to the two. The big, bright smile returned to Chloe's face.

An hour went by and a few drinks were consumed, but still Chloe was sitting on the bar stool next to Aubrey. The three of them talked about their week and some of their plans for the next one and shared a few laughs. Aubrey got a little tipsy and while she wasn't so different from her sober self, she seemed to be focused only on Stacie, not that the werewolf had a problem with it. When Stacie was actually able to avert her eyes from Aubrey long enough to actually do her job, she caught Chloe looking at Beca. She guessed Chloe didn't want to look eager, even though she obviously was. Stacie could've told Beca to signal Chloe to come over, give her a push, but she wanted Beca to do everything on her own tonight. Stacie did her part; she convinced Beca to try to lower her defenses. From there it had to be all Beca's choices. The bartender only hoped her best friend would make a move before the club closed.

"Will you just go to her already?" It seemed like other best friend was going to push her friend to go.

"I can't, she's working," Chloe said weakly, as though she didn't believe herself.

"Yeah, that doesn't sound like the Chloe Beale I know," Aubrey tore her eyes from Stacie and told her friend. "So how about you wake her up and go talk to the tiny DJ?" She was so nonchalant saying that, then took a sip from her drink and looked back at Stacie.

"I don't-"

"I swear to god, Chloe!"

This time Aubrey's voice was a little louder and got shocked responses from both women. A smile quickly formed on Stacie's lips; she found the blonde adorable and got excited about the possibility that Aubrey wanted to be alone with her. That what it was about, right? It had to be with the look Aubrey was giving her. Chloe must have noticed it because she glanced between them and nodded. Impressively, Chloe downed what was left of her drink and walked towards the DJ booth.

"I can't believe I'm saying it and I'll deny ever letting these words out of my mouth," Aubrey started to say, sparking Stacie's interest. "But your friend needs to bang my friend before I lose my mind." The moment Aubrey finished the sentence, Stacie started to laugh. The blonde actually used the word bang and suggested their friends should have sex; it was gold and Stacie didn't plan on forgetting it or letting her live it down. Also the thought of Beca actually doing that with Chloe, considering her inner turmoils, was hilarious.

"They're adorable; let them dance around some before jumping in the sack." Stacie grinned and she knew Beca was listening in or else she would've yelled at her by then.

The look Stacie received was not one she could interpret, but as soon as it appeared, it was gone.

"Did I tell you about the impudent customer we had the last shift?"

Stacie could've really gotten used to having Aubrey telling her about events from her week while she worked. She could picture it happening in either of their apartments, specifically in bed while the blonde was wrapped in her arms. Stacie licked her lips and said she couldn't wait to hear.

"This customer, in his late 40's I believe, came in and placed his order with Chloe. It wasn't a big meal, but it didn't cost a few dollars either," Aubrey started to tell and her eyes still followed Stacie as she either leaned against the bar to listen to her or made drinks for other customers. "Jesse and I started cooking when I heard loud voices coming from the front. I walked over to see what the problem was and the man was arguing with Chloe." Stacie wondered how she didn't hear of it; not from Jesse, Beca or Chloe. "I am the shift manager, so I asked him what was the problem and he claimed that the owner gives him serious discounts." There was humor laced in Aubrey's voice and Stacie knew it was due to the alcohol in her system, because otherwise Aubrey would've been anything between annoyed to raging. "Chloe and I looked at each other, not sure what to do and holding back laughter. We couldn't laugh; instead I nonchalantly called my boss and put him on speaker. You should've seen the man; he squirmed and got extremely red. My boss of course said that it wasn't the first time that man tried to pull something like that and to charge him full price. It was so awkward that I doubt he's ever going to come back."

"Not really… People do that?" Stacie shook her head and put her hands over the bar and leaned against it. "He didn't know who he was messing with," she said proudly and judging by the expression on Aubrey's face, the blonde was ok with it. There might have even been a spark in the blue eyes that were locked with the wolf's.

The moment, or a potential moment, was cut short by a woman taking a seat next to Aubrey and calling for Stacie's attention. Reluctantly, the bartender turned to serve the new customer, only that one was a little too friendly for not only Stacie's opinion, but Aubrey's as well. It started with calling her honey, then making a comment on her appearance and Stacie saw Aubrey tense up at the corner of her eyes. The flirting wasn't a big deal; it was something she was used to and she had eyes for only one person anyways. Aubrey didn't know the last part and Stacie sensed the blonde's energy shift and her pulse speed up. It was wrong, was it? To enjoy, on some level, the jealousy Stacie thought came from the person who's destined to be her mate. Nothing romantic had happened between them yet; they were dancing at near the line between friends and something more. Getting signs that Aubrey had any interest in her in more than a friendly way was not easy; the blonde kept her cards close to her chest and unlike her ginger best friend, didn't wear her heart on her sleeve. Witnessing her straighten up, clenching her jaw and her eyes throwing daggers at the person who dared take Stacie's attention from her and hit on her in front of her was a freaking neon sign for the werewolf. All Stacie wanted to do at that moment was change, jump around and wag her tail.

Aubrey stayed quiet until Stacie finished making the drink. When the woman didn't leave after Stacie served her and tried to grab the brunette's attention when she went back to talk to Aubrey, it was time to strike. "This seat is taken." Aubrey's voice was cold and emotionless.

The woman looked to the side. "I don't see anyone waiting for me to move, saying I took their chair."

"I'm waiting." Aubrey was throwing daggers with her eyes at the woman and Stacie had to bit hard on her inner cheek. Was it wrong that she found the fierce look hot on Aubrey? "My friend is going to come back at any moment, so maybe drink that somewhere else."

The two stared at each other for a long moment before the woman turned to Stacie."Your girl is territorial," she said as she stood up. "Got you on a short leash." She threw a dirty look at Aubrey and left.

Stacie tried not to laugh at the comment; she found it to be was easier than she might've thought, since she was burning and the source of heat was located between her legs. As a wolf it was in her nature to be protective and possessive, to a degree, over her family and pack and mate. Aubrey was a human and Stacie had learned that those feelings waken when humans like someone. Stacie was giddy knowing that. She leaned over the bar to get closer to the blonde and smirked.

Aubrey gave her a sharp look. "What?"

"You're even bossier when you're drunk; I like it," Stacie said playfully, allowing herself to be a little more forward.

"Maybe it'd give you a push to ask me out already." Aubrey's voice dripped with confidence and cockiness.

Stacie's jaw dropped, shocked about Aubrey's acknowledgement of her huge crush on her. Her mind raced with thoughts and feelings that when she tried to speak, it came out unintelligibly. She had to invite Aubrey on a date. She had to plan the perfect first date for her mate.

The fact that she didn't pass out was estimable. She felt her approaching her platform from across the room. Her heartbeats were heard loud and clear in spite of the music blasting from the two large speakers above her. Chloe looked gorgeous; Beca noticed from the moment the redhead walked in. She was walking towards her with her signature smile that brightened the darkest corners of Beca's soul after what felt like forever of staring and exchanging smiles. Beca reminded herself that she was going to be open to whatever Chloe was going to throw at her and go with her instincts. Well, she only intended to follow them to a certain degree because her most dominant desire was to make Chloe hers in every way possible.

"So you've decided to finally come to say hello?" Beca asked playfully when Chloe reached a step close enough to hear. It took everything from her not to howl at seeing her beauty up close.

"Aubrey wasn't pleased with me cockblocking her any longer," Chloe told her and threw a glance at the dancing crowd.

Beca tilted her head in confusion, not understanding the term. She didn't mention it, not interested in that specific topic. "Well, now you're in the cool area." The words were out and Beca felt so awkward. "A-Are you enjoying your night?"

"I had some decent drinks and the music is nice," Chloe answered, a hint of a smile on her lips. Seeing the frown on Beca's face, the ginger walked up the rest of the stairs and put her hands on Beca's shoulders. "I'm kidding, Becs. Your music is dope. You even earned a compliment from Aubrey."

It was hard for Beca to concentrate with her mate being so close and the desire to change burning her insides. It wasn't only the want to change taking over, but the pull towards the redhead's lips. Chloe smelled so sweet, her blue eyes were fairly bright in the dark club and those lips... They were so kissable. Beca planned on letting go, but not that much. Her emotions were all over the place and she was a mess regarding Chloe, and there was no need for Chloe herself to be confused and dragged into it. Beca couldn't afford to hurt her.

"From Aubrey, huh? Maybe she's warming up to me," Beca said and chuckled.

Chloe patted Beca's shoulders. "I won't get too excited yet," she said with the same humoristic tone.

Beca shook her head and signaled with her hand for Chloe to actually get on the DJ platform. "I bet it doesn't look so glamorous from up close." The DJ moved to her stand and put her headphones on to continue her work.

"The complete opposite." Chloe spoke a bit louder for Beca to be able to hear her well. She approached the stand and watched all the people dancing. "You get to play your music and get an immediate response. They all seem to enjoy it or else the dance floor won't be that packed."

A smile naturally formed on the wolf's lips; she didn't even know it happened. Chloe was supportive and positive; how people like her existed in such a cold and selfish world, Beca did not understand. Watching her mate swaying next to her and how she looked at all the people with a wide smile, Beca felt relaxed. She took her headphones off and offered them to the redhead. Chloe tilted her head in question and Beca only nudged her to take the item. Chloe put the headphones on and moved closer to Beca at the other woman's request. Feeling brave and following the rule of the night, Beca moved a bit behind Chloe and put a hand over Chloe's. Beca guided the hand towards the board, then along the different bottuns. Chloe was enthusiastic to actually be able to do that. Beca, on her part, followed the rule of the night maybe too well. Chloe's body temperature and her smell along with the pull Beca already had towards her made the wolf want to press against the other woman's body. Beca wanted to nuzzle her nose into Chloe's neck and wrap her arms around her waist. The worst part was she knew Chloe wouldn't have minded. Being the stubborn alpha that seemed to like to complicate her life, Beca refrained from making any additional moves. Not that she needed to, Chloe made it happen. The ginger got excited about being up on the platform with Beca and using the DJ stand; she pulled Beca more into her and asked her to show her more things to do. Beca giggled, actually giggled, and obeyed happily. The DJ at no point freaked out when there were touches that had nothing to do with playing music, like Chloe grazing her hand every so often. Beca didn't put too much thought into it when both blue pair of eyes found each other and held the gaze for what would be considered too long.

Beca wasn't in her element like she was in nature, but playing music was a comfort zone and being there with Chloe and sharing it with her made it even better. She felt as if she was floating on air when it was time to go. Chloe took her hand and they walked together to meet up with Stacie and Aubrey and Beca didn't mind the hand-holding; she felt like she was waking up from a good sleep after being exhausted for days.

Stacie and Beca took Aubrey and Chloe home, but not before the blonde made it very clear no one was getting lucky tonight. She glared at Beca while saying it, while the look she gave Stacie was softer. It made Beca wonder, yet again, how the hell was she going to get along with, furthermore be the alpha of the young woman. When they got to their mates' apartment, Beca and Stacie made sure they got inside and locked the door. Before leaving, Beca received a pretty long and tight hug from Chloe along with a kiss to both her cheeks and another compliment about her music. Beca tried to hide her blush and returned the hug whole-heartedly. While trying to let loose, Beca heard Aubrey and Stacie mentioning a date and made a note to bring it up later. Unfortunately, kind of because Beca wasn't completely ready to talk about her night with Chloe, 'later' was actually much longer than simply getting home. When the two were back at the apartment, Lilly and Jesse were trying to calm down Emily from a night terror. Beca sent everyone to bed took over taking care of the young wolf. Beca washed Emily's face and gave her a glass of water to drink. The alpha then took a couple of blankets and went with Emily to the roof. They sat on the old couch that was there and talked about random things, mostly Emily's life and the kind a life you have growing in a werewolves' community. They talked until Emily finally fell asleep and soundly stayed that way for a few good stayed, holding her the whole time and thought over her night with her mate.

First, the Staubrey date is going to be on chapter 8, not the next one. I want to put it out there, but know that it's going to happen.

What do you think Beca is going to do from now on?

'till next time

P.S - Aubrey's story about the customer happened to my friend, it's a real experience.