Chapter 4 4 - Aiden

After that girl had left, Satan led me to the where we would be getting our suits fitted. I glanced behind me curious about that girl though. Frowning, I shook the thought away. I didn't need to worry about her I doubted she'd bother me again now that she had it out of her system but that look that Satan had on his face made me wonder if he knew something I didn't.

"Who was that?" Satan asked.

"I don't know. Some girl whose never seen or heard of magicians or vampires or hybrids..." I shrugged my shoulders at him, "Cute though."

I glanced over at Satan as he chuckled, "You'll see her again, no doubt. If she's part of this pack then she lives here. Never pegged you for the crushing on a girl type guy though, Aiden."

"Don't." I said rolling my shoulders again, suddenly tense, "For one the last thing I want is a mate. I was just entertaining her questions."

As I said that the tailor called me and Satan inside. Time to forget all about what just happened. I didn't need something like that on my mind right now and it wasn't like I would do her any good anyway. She seemed far too innocent for my tastes and on top of that she seemed like I would hurt her feelings almost instantly if I came anywhere near her.

"Sir, you need to get fit as well still." The tailor said glancing over at me and I grimaced in response. I didn't say anything, I knew better. This wasn't something I was used to and they all seemed adamant that I followed their laws. Satan didn't seem to like it anymore than I did but here we were regardless.

"Sure." It was all I could get out.

Satan was silent as he was led away into another room where I couldn't see him. "Don't worry sir, we'll make sure you can do your job but keep him out of sight as the laws state." The tailor said as he followed after Satan. "Give me just a moment to get your Alpha set up and then I'll be right with you."

"Take your time."

Honestly, I hoped he did. This wasn't something I had even been looking forward to honestly. Who the hell even wanted to be fit for something like this? It was stupid and made me question what laws these wolves abided to if this was one of them. Who went to these kinds of lengths for something as stupid as a mate? It really made no sense to me.

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Later that Night

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I adjusted my red speckled suit jacket and sighed. I'd fixed the damn thing at least twenty times now and at this point I wasn't sure it would ever look good to me. I also wasn't sure how I had allowed Satan to talk me into going to this thing. It was already miserable. For one, it was how wolves found their mate. I wasn't a wolf, so why have me attend? If they were as prejudice as I'd seen most of them acting then it was a fat chance that I'd actually find a mate here.

Though according to Satan, 'You don't have to participate but you never know. I ended up with an Alpha.' I highly doubted that I was ever going to end up in the same realm as him but who knew. I wasn't going to hope for anything though, all I wanted was to get this damn thing over with and go back home so I could get some sleep.

Since I wasn't going to participate in anything Satan told me what his suit looked like so it wouldn't be hard to find him. I was all too thankful for that because the idea of trying to locate him, best friend or not, in this large of a crowd sounded mind numbing. He was going to be in a black suit with embedded gold design on one side. I grabbed the red mask that looked very demon and rolled my eyes again.

Why was I the demon? Was this how they viewed me or something?

My hair which was normally partially spiked up was slicked back. I looked like a rich fuck boy. They did say they did this to mask how everyone looked from their normal daily lives but this was just pushing it even for me. I hated everything about it but it did leave me questioning just what was going to happen to Satan. If I looked like this then I could only imagine what they did to him.

That was all the motivation that I needed to finish up in the room, locking away my phone and everything else that I needed. Making my way to the ballroom, it didn't take me long to find Satan standing in a corner by himself watching the crowds. It was very on par for him, truthfully.

"You look like a douche." I teased once I was close enough to him.

"Oh fuck you." Satan said, "Is it over yet?" He mumbled.

I laughed, "Unfortunately, it's just begun."

I stood there for a while, and though it felt like hours I was certain it was only a few minutes. It didn't stop any women from walking up to me still and asking if I wanted to talk or dance. None of it felt right though so I declined all of them. Glancing around the ballroom slowly, I tugged on the sleeves of my suit jacket and watched as some began to dance further in the distance.

What had caught my eye even for a moment was the dark haired girl that was in similar colors to what I had one, standing in the distance. My brow furrowed in confusion though, it was the strangest feeling, like there was something about her that was just familiar, almost as if I knew her.

That was the thing, what masked scents and notoriety for the wolves didn't work on those of us that were anything but wolves. Our magic still remained and still helped us just the same. But even then I couldn't tell who the hell any of these people were if I had wanted to.

"See something you like? You don't have to stay near me. Get laid, you need it." Satan taunted.

"No, it's not that." I cleared my throat, "I'm gonna.."

"Uh huh, go get laid." I glared at Satan then, made my way closer to the girl only to stop some. I wasn't going to approach if she had already found a dance partner but if she didn't.... Well, if she didn't then I would but as it was, it appeared as if someone at the very least had her attention. What was wrong with me? Why did I even care? Any other time I wouldn't have given even a single fuck about some random girl and dancing? I didn't dance.

Pausing, I breathed out slowly and frowned some. Maybe I should've backed off, fucked off to anywhere else other than here. Looking back toward Satan, I started to step back towards him. Was it better if I just went back to him? Probably.