Chapter 5 WHEN OUR EYES MET

Miriam P.O.V.

Tuesday Evening at 6 o 'clock.............................................

"Miriam, what exactly are you doing?" Kandi asked, who had just Facetime me.

"Nothing, just flipping through my phone." I replied nonchalantly. "Do you know what you are wearing? I know that you don't like large gatherings. So I appreciate you getting out of your comfort zone for me." conveyed Kandi.

"No! I am cool! Really! I am excited! I picked out a really cute outfit for the game. I plan to flat-iron my hair straight in a few minutes. Plus, I plan to wear that hot shade of burgundy lipstick that we got from the Mac counter at Macy's the other day. Thank you for inviting me. It's all good." I responded calmly, trying to reassure her.

"Okay! Good because I need help with picking which lipstick I should wear with this outfit." revealed Kandi. We spent the next twenty minutes solving the big lipstick mystery. For the first time, it felt wonderful to have another female around my age to share girly stuff with. Then, I rushed her off the phone, so I could start getting dressed.

After going through five different outfits, I finally decided to flat iron my natural curly black hair. I decided to go for a super aesthetic and trendy look.

This outfit balances its sporty vibes with the more cozy one and ties it all together with a gorgeous neutral color palette. I am wearing my textured all-white fleece Northface jacket with my cropped ribbed white mock white collar, straight-leg jeans and white Nike sneakers. I love these straight-leg jeans on my butt. They make my **** look delicious. Plus, I feel like in a smart way by pairing it with a fitted top underneath that balances out the boxy shape of the jacket and the jeans.

To finish it off, I'm wearing a simple gold chain necklace and a new Prada handbag.

I feel like this look is perfect for fall early winter games when you need to stay warm but want the flexibility of being able to take off your jacket and still look cute if you get hot.

My sister and brother-in-law said I looked really cute. So I feel proud of myself. I had a light dinner with them earlier since I knew we were supposed to go out later for pizza with the guys. I pray it won't be awkward with Brent. However, I just can't date a nice guy with a porn tape.

This is my first time I have gone to any social events, whether in high school or college. All the guys in high school are either jerks or completely not my type. All the girls in high school are busy running behind Amanda and Jeannie clout chasing or wanting to be my friend just because they know I'm related to the Beta. I prefer being a loner. I am okay with being called a Nerd. It doesn't hurt my feelings that people recognize my intelligence or maturity.

My sister's so glad I seem to have found a real friend in Kandi. Kandi is 19 years old. She is already in college. She's a junior at our university.

After meeting Ruth, Gavin and Kandi in her dorm room, we just walked over to the stadium. We got in line to enter and gave them our tickets and went in to find our seats. Then, we grabbed some snacks and some drinks. Then we made it back to our seats. We are making great time because the game doesn't start for another fifteen minutes. We have great seats in the 4th row center.

I even watched a quick video on YouTube about the game of ice hockey. So I would know what I was watching. I have the basics covered. Therefore, I don't think I will have a problem following the game.

Everyone is in their seats now. I can tell the game will be starting soon.

This place is crowded. I think to myself as I look around the stadium. Ruth and Gavin are making out as usual. Kandi is glued to her phone, texting someone.

Wow! Damn! He is fine! Damn! He is so fucking handsome! That man is delicious! He could get it! What? What is wrong with me? I can't believe I said that. I don't talk like this ever. My wolf, Cleopatra, is laughing at me. I refuse to ever be boy crazy and lose my self-respect and my control. I refuse to be out here in these streets with no dignity.

Okay! Right in front of me in the second row is the finest man that I have ever seen in my life. He looks biracial or Hispanic. He looks at least 6' 2 or 6' 4, maybe.

He looks like maybe he could be an Alpha or a Beta with his delicious athletic build. Oh! Shit! He just stood back up. Dude just started smelling the arena.

He must smell something, but I don't smell anything. This is interesting. I plan to keep watching him in case **** about to go left.

So I know if it's time to run. Or wait..... he could be just smelling his mate and looking for her.

Yes! Yes! He is definitely looking for someone scanning the rows. There's going to be one lucky and happy ASF she-wolf tonight. I mean this man is fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine. I mean, if he does find her, because he is beyond gorgeous. Cleopatra is just giggling and purring in my head.

This man is so fine. I just can't take my eyes off him. Oh, ****!

He just looked at me. I think my panties just got wet. He is coming this way. I'm not supposed to be able to find my mate till I'm 18 years old. I just turned 16 and shifted for the first time two days ago. This can't be happening to me.

"Cleopatra, do you know why he is walking his fine ass over here?" I asked my wolf in almost a panic. I am supposed to have more time. More time to figure out who I am and my likes and dislikes before being saddled with a mate.

"Nope!" giggled Cleopatra, making sure to add emphasis on the p.

Holy shit! Holy crap! He is standing in the steps by row, motioning me to come to him. Fuck! This can't be unless one or both of the wolves in question have strong wolves. Werewolf biology does dictate that at that point it is possible to locate an underage mate. He is definitely an Alpha, but I don't smell him. However, there is something ancient and different about him.

"Miriam, that's Walker's brother, Alpha Kevin Richards. I think he wants to talk to you. Go Miriam! Go Miriam!" asserted Kandi in a nervous tone. I am frozen. I don't know what to do. This literally can't be happening to me.