Chapter 3

Zigor Mial’s Point of View

“Hey! Alejandra!” my voice thundered but it was drowned by the deafening music booming on each corner of the Palace, the sexy girl wearing a black two-piece bikini turned to me, her cheeks in the shade of crimson red, long hair waving at every step going to me.

A small smirk crept on my lips, eyeing her body then her face. She walked towards me, chuckling as she tried to avoid the bunch of people invited on my party.

“What’s up Zig?” her voice sounded tipsy, the tequila glass on her hand as she throws her other hand on to my arms, clinging it. My brows arched when I noticed her pressing her chest on me.

“I’m fine, how about you? You look drunk,” I said and walked her towards the loungers before assisting her to sit.

She let out a chuckle and roam her eyes around, giving me a thumbs up and closing her eyes as she leaned her back on the lounger.

“Your party is pretty nice,” by that, I looked around, seeing everyone enjoying the party I organized, since it was pool party, the whole area of the pool is very much used, my eyes feasting on the girls wearing their bikinis, revealing their skins. Some guys were at the bar area near the garden whilst the other are just sitting on the stools on the water where another bar counter is located.

“Of course,” I said boastfully and get a towel before covering her. Alejandra’s one of my exes, only that she is the nicest of them. I stood up and roamed around like what I always do, wines are pouring around as if it is a rain and some friends of mine said they are enjoying everything.

I walked towards where the DJ is placed, he nodded on me before placing a music that made everyone so wild, the neon lights scattered everywhere and the screams and shout of everyone echoing. I laughed and quickly dive on the pool joining them.

“And here comes the Prince!” one of them shouted making me smirked as I walked towards their circle.

“This is lit, Zig!”

“Thank you,” I said. They are talking about something and I quickly join in, our conversation went on and they are now starting to play games.

“Oh, come on! Those who will lose will have to drink all these!” Justin shouted and lift up a bottle of Jack Daniel, they all cheered and starts the team picking.

It was all fun doing water games not until our team continuously loses at each round. I was already tipsy from all the shots they are giving me plus the consequence to drink a shot of JD is making my head spin already.

“Hey! Hold up!” I shouted, slightly pissed when the ball got taken away from our team, the crowd cheered and I quickly swam to steal the ball when someone blocked me and the ball was shoot already. “Damn it,”

The guy in front of me chuckled and with spinning head, my eyes widened when I saw the face of an Alpha, he waved in front of my face and the Alpha’s face disappeared.

“What the fuck!” I croaked in disbelief.

“Dude, what is the problem?” Kenneth asked me, I shook my head and put my hands on the air, surrendering, they all laughed and handed me a big shot of an alcohol I can’t even determine, my eyes were all blurry and my face distorted when the liquor slide down on my throat down to my stomach, my cheeks burning from the heat.

The party went on and I can’t even count how many I shots I already took but all I knew, I was already hopeless as I walked myself on the bathroom, I grimaced when I saw someone making out on our garden.

“No mess please!” I shouted, whistling and chuckling to myself, I do not know where I am already until I heard the sound of water running, the wind blowing and darkness making me blind.

“Damn it, where the hell I am?” I asked myself and chuckled again, my bare feet walking on the grass and my eyes lit up when I saw our fountain, it was at the center of our garden, light post surrounding it, I sighed and shook my head, I am close to passing out and I wanted to punched myself for telling Ben not to come for me.

I stopped walking and heaved a deep sigh, preparing to sit and down and probably, sleep here. My eyes were closed to its end when I heard a low growl from behind, I wanted to shout when a warm hand touched my shoulder but I guess I was too drunk to even do so, I just felt myself leaning on something hard and warm.

“Spoiled witch,” he whispered in an almost growl tone. I nodded selflessly and I just feel myself sitting down with the help of someone, my eyes darted to his face and his sharp jaw, ruthless face structure and dark eyes looks familiar. He arched his brow on me and shook his head.

“I am not, who are you?” I managed to ask while letting him cover my body with a thick leather jacket. Warm crept in me and I felt relieved, wanting to thank him.

“I am no one, drunk wicked witch,” his voice sounded so deep compared to mine as he stood up, I noticed that he has no shirt but wearing only a faded denim pants hanging lazily on his waist. Next thing did not register on my mind, I just feel myself getting carried by him until I saw a familiar room and found myself getting undress by him, my wet board shorts where nowhere to be found.

“What are you doing?” I asked, very drunk, his massive figure looking down at me as he pulled the sheets up to my neck to cover me. I groaned and pushed away the sheet, I heard him cursed lowly before crouching down and trying to put it back on my body but I draped one of my arms on his nape, our face inches apart.

He grimaced but I continued pulling him.

“What’s your name?” he stared at me for a while before smirking and before I drift into nothingness, I heard a low growl.

“Honust,”