So drunk
BANE'S POV
On the day of the memorial, the atmosphere in the pack was heavy and solemn but personally I wasn't. Of course very memorial ceremony found me sad but this time it was worse. Many things happened quickly before the hours of the memorial event could reach. Firstly it was learning that Renee was my future mate. She wasn't even my second chance mate but my real first mate.
The moon goddess had to be kidding me.
I was still dealing with that, then came my father who was demanding me the luna. And he gave me a short time.
Through out the day , I had those terrible thoughts flowing in my head and it made me become numb during the whole ceremony.
As soon as it was over, I didn't hesitate going to my house.
I hurried to get out of my car and enter my house as if the walls of car felt too close. I was suffocating.
Removing the shoes quickly, I stomped straight to the kitchen.
I wasn't hungry though
Albert my best friend, my future beta was in the kitchen, sitting at the table with a bowl of cereal, wolfing it down. The box of cereal and carton of milk remained next to him so that he could refill the dish faster than having to get up again. I wondered how many servings he was going on.
Walking past him, I jerked open the refrigerator door and yanked out a beer. With a quick flick of my rest, the cap popped free. I turned it up and emptied half of it.
As expected, Albert interrupted my angry silence, speaking with the cereal in his mouth. "What the hell is wrong with you tonight?"
There was no suitable answer to his question, so I just growled and tipped the beer back again.
He stopped eating and sat back. "Dude," his voice deepened forcefully. "It wasn't a bullshit question. I really want to know what's going on."
What could I really tell him?. No body in the pack knew that I found my mate and it was my worst enemy.
"Don't worry about it," I snarled.
He ignored my lousy attitude. "I do worry about it."
I walked back to the fridge and shuffled some items around, grumbling, "Don't we have anything stronger in here?"
Sadly, the answer was no. I couldn't find any alcohol stronger than beer, and it would take a hell of a lot of beer to get me to where I wanted to go tonight. I slammed the door shut.
Albert studied me silently, then shook his head. After a moment, he stood up and put away his cereal and milk. He pulled a set of keys out of his pocket, twirled them on his finger and said, "Let's go."
My head snapped up to look at him.
His mouth was tight, his muscles tense. "Obviously, something is going on. Now, let's get the fuck out of here."
I didn't argue. I needed to get away from this place. I followed him out silently and almost cracked a smile when he decided to get into the driver's side of my truck instead of his own. At this point, I didn't care and slid into the passenger seat, letting him drive. I would need a sober driver by the time the night was over if everything went according to plan.
The night was dense, clouds blocking out the light of the moon and stars. He didn't speak, just continued to drive for forty-five minutes until we pulled up to a rundown human bar.
Once again, I didn't argue. Albert's choice of location was exactly what I wanted.
He followed next to me as we walked into the smoke-filled establishment, making our way to the bar. I ordered whiskey after he ordered a beer.
Once we received our drinks, we made our way to a small booth in the corner. It wasn't until we sat down and I'd taken a very liberal swig of mine that he started, "Now, what's going on with you?"
I shook my head, my face twisted into a grimace. I still didn't have an answer for him, not one that I could share anyway. He tapped his fingers against the side of his bottle and murmured thoughtfully, "It's about Aurora's sister, isn't it?"
My back went rigid, and my Wolf came to the forefront, glaring at him, the promise of violence in our eyes.
How the hell did he know immediately?!
"Easy," Albert soothed, slightly raising his hands in the air. "You don't have anything to fear from me. You can talk to me, you know, I'm your beta, I will always be on your side",
Still, I remained silent, my lips set in a thin hard line.
He continued quietly, "I know you hate her so much. What did she do to you this time?" His expression was kind, concerned, not a trace of judgment.
"Is my hatred that obvious?" I bit out through clenched teeth. I was going to have to do a better job of concealing my thoughts.
He shook his head. "Not to anyone else. But I know you, better than you think I do. So tell me what's going on?"
"Nothing is going between me and that bitch!" I growled, my voice raising, catching the attention of a few other patrons. I lowered my tone. "I'm so angry, I'm so disappointed. Why her in all women?."
He sucked in a sharp breath at my choice of words. He waited and watched me. When I remained silent, he took another drink. "It's that strong? The bond or?"
I grimaced. "You have no idea."
"Is she your mate?",
His question made me to grip my glass harder, trying to remember not to shatter it, and ground out, "I don't want to be reminded of her", I swallowed down the rest of the drink, growling slightly at the burn.
"Alright," he acknowledged quietly.
"When did you find out that she is your mate?", He added.
"Before the memorial day", I whispered then took another big sip of the wine.
"Shit", Albert cursed.
Silence covered us after that but I kept on drinking while he was watching me. He had to remain sober and drive me.
After some good minutes, I finally told him to drive me home. It was too late and now I felt the alcohol on my head.
He didn't hesitate driving me back. Everything was a bit well on my side but the moment, I walked out of the house to get fresh air, I smelled that sweet scent.
She was here.
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