Chapter 9 Lachlan

Seren’s attitude with me had ruined my mood, and any chance I had with Cara… or Zara… or whatever her name was. So, I had gone back to joining my friends, disregarding my initial plans of spending my birthday evening finding she-wolves to keep me occupied and rid my mind of thoughts of the filthy, repulsive she-wolf that fate had given me for a mate. The night had not gone the way I had hoped. But, my friends were always good company. Especially when we had a few drinks down us. The party was, as parties go, not a bad one. Plenty of laughter, and fun, as to be expected from a pack celebration where there was an ongoing supply of food and alcohol. Music playing until the early hours. Everything a person could want for a party. Yet, I headed home at the end of my party feeling deflated. Like my coming of age had been nothing but a disappointment. Nothing like I had expected.