The man standing in front of me was looking at me with a smile, but his dark blue eyes looked unfathomable. I was a little surprised to see him here, also I didn't expect him to remember me.
“Finn… Clint?” He is the father of Lucifer Clint - Lily’s friend from the kindergarten. Since I was a little drunk, it took me a few seconds to remember his name.
He nodded and reached his hand: “didn’t expect to see you here, did you come with a friend?”
I shook his hand and replied: “Yes! My friend is right over…” I turned but didn’t find Mona, the alcohol hit me and I felt the whole world was spinning.
My head was clear but I had lost control of my body, I must looked super dumb, but I couldn’t stand straight. God I must be too drunk, it was hard for me to keep my balance. Finn Clint was obviously taken aback by me too, and then he grabbed my shoulder and whispered to my ear, "You seem to be drinking too much, do you need me to take you home?"
Before I could react to his overly intimate gesture, a force pulled me away from his arm.
"Let go of her, horny bastard!" Mona shouted at him, and his face immediately turned red and he looked humiliated.
"Horny bastard?" Finn Clint seemed to be pissed off by Mona, he tugged at his neck and took a deep breath. But he quickly regained his polite smile, leaned over and explained, "You may have misunderstood, I..."
“Oh put away your fake smile, who do you think you are to hit on a drunk girl!” Mona didn’t give him a chance to finish his sentence.
Even a gentleman like Finn Clint was completely irritated by Mona at this time. He stepped forward and gritted his teeth and said to her, "Maybe you should go to the hospital to have your eyes checked, or have you been hurt by a man so you have persecution paranoia?"
I could almost hear Mona's angry breathing behind her, she was probably going to rushing out to slap Finn on the face. Every time when she drinks alcohol, she became very aggressive.
I hurriedly stopped the two people who were arguing with each other. My brain was heavy as if it was being filled with water, and the picture in front of me was very blurry. I shook my hand and said vaguely, "I... I know him, let's go... go home..."
I dragged Mona out and waved goodbye to Finn Clint, who still looked annoyed. It seemed that Mona really pissed him off.
In the taxi, Mona was still complaining, "That man is definitely not a good person, he started touching you right when he saw you! So gross, I should have punched him on the face!"
"He's the dad of Mike and...Lily's kindergarten classmate..." I said to her, and then I stuck my head out the car window, the cool wind clearing my groggy head a bit.
“The hypocrite has kid?！”Mona sounded surprised, and she made an exaggerated face: “god help that child.”
I was amused by her words, she usually only regret to her drunk talks when she gets sober. I stuck my head out the window again, felt the wind in my face, and closed my eyes. The figure I saw in the bar just now, could that be Markus? Maybe I was too drunk and didn’t see it clearly.
I shook my head and cleared all the thoughts out of my head, I didn’t want to think about him anymore.
The alcohol kept us drunk for an hour, then we started sober up. Mona handed me a pile of papers and told me to take a look.
She didn't only come to drink with me, but she found some cases about the inhibitor drug I was prescribed.
"I asked around to several senior healers and a wizard to find out about inhibitor drugs you were taken. These drugs were once used on the ancient werewolves to suppress their genetically violent bloodthirsty nature. And apparently it would delay the time they have their wolves until they reach adulthood and meet their destined mate. "
“What if they never found their mates?” I asked.
Mona shrugged and said: “then they would probably never have their wolves.”
I sighed and asked, "Have you found the antidote for me?"
“That’s the bad news,” Mona sighed along with me, “there isn’t an antidote for this. The only way for you right now is to find your mate. Speaking of that, I remember you told be Mike and Lily’s real father once called you his mate, do you think he could be the one?”
“Mona, I don’t know,” I shook my head and looked at her: “I hope not, because that man ruined my life.”
“But what if, and I’m talking about a big IF here,” Mona leaned towards me and held my hand, “that you need to bond with him to have your wolf, would you do it?”
Her words made me ponder, even if I didn’t want to do it, could I resist the attraction between mates? Or, would my mate let me go easily if I reject him?
I couldn't help but think of that night five years ago, the man in the lavender field, whose strength I couldn't break free. . .