Chapter 20: Drunken Desires

                                    

                                          
"He smiled at me. He's onto us! We should get out of here before he has us arrested!" I whispered into Arian's ear. 
                          
He rolled his eyes at me. "Uncle Poseidon smiled at you as means of a greeting. Jeez, you suck at being normal," he murmured with a small smile playing at the edge of his mouth. "Let's go get another drink." I took his hand in mine and dragged him to the bar. 
                          
The two lady bartenders seemed to have theirs hands full with serving drinks to all the Alphas trying to get into their pants. To think the Alphas had a little more class than this... I hopped onto the other side of the bar and grinned at my mate whose mouth hung wide open. 
                          
"What can I get you, sir?" I asked Arian.
                          
"Are you on the menu?" A stout man asked. 
                          
The other two bartenders stopped what they were doing and looked at me in shock then looked back at Arian in fear. "No but your 3 inch penis is. How about you apologise before I serve it to you?" I asked in the sweetest way possible. 
                          
The two girls giggled along with the ladies that were here waiting for drinks. "How dare you!" he seethed through his yellowed teeth. He reached across the bar but a hand stopped him before he could lay a single finger on me. 
                          
"Back off, Francesco. I'll bury you alive if you lay a hand on my mate," Arian hissed. 
                          
The Lunas smiled at his possessive behaviour making me blush. Francesco took his hand back immediately and stuttered out an apology before running away with his tail between his legs. Everyone went back to normal and the two bartenders thanked me as I helped them out for a while. 
                          
"Women find possessive guys hot," Arian murmured while sipping his drink; possibly trying to seduce me. 
                          
I snorted. "Possessive guys don't have friends." He frowned at me and pretended to be offended. The other Alphas were surprised that a king is letting a mere human step all over his ego. "I thought you are my friend, sweetheart. I'm wounded," he said. 
                          
"My friendship costs 50 bucks. Double for best friendship," I replied, drowning the sound of the music from under my voice. He raised an eyebrow. "How much for mates?" He questions. 
                          
"Please," I waved him off with a laugh. "I'm way out of your league, Ice." 
                          
The bartended, whose name I learned was Susan, burst out laughing. Arian glared at her making her shut up. "Are you interested Susan?" He asked. 
                          
"I-I uh n-no I mean y-yes. Wait what? No! I mean you're hot and all but... I'll just stop talking!" She ran out. 
                          
Arian and I burst out laughing. I noticed the way his eyes twinkle like the stars in the evening sky every time he laughed. The way he bit his tongue and his eyes crinkled. This man really is a fine piece of art. 
                          
I turned back to serve the others their drinks and made conversation with few of the people waiting. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a lady approach Arian and indulge in what seems like an interesting conversation with him but I ignored the stabbing feeling in my heart. 
                          
It's just my stupid hormones being a bitch as usual. 
                          
"Hi, I'm Finn. Alpha of Delevan. I'm trying to make my mate jealous because she insists she doesn't want me. Will you dance with me?" I looked at the Alpha is surprise. That's weird. Alphas don't normally go around sharing intimate details with everyone. I looked at Arian and Lady McInteresting and shrugged. 
                          
He was handsome in his own way. Arian was the messy hair and expensive suits kind of man wheres this guy was a slick gelled back hair and costly black leather jackets and boots type. Arian's dangerous aura clashed with Finn's soothing one.