Contrasting opposites.

Trotting out of her room with boots clicking against the tiled floor with every step she made and paying no heed to anyone around, all she did was that she held her head high, shoulders back, and a cold gaze while catwalking out of the pack house with her purse, car keys and jacket in hand.

Arwen was already at the door when Kaithleen caught up with her. Imagine being so close to something and yet so far away at the same time. Yup that's how Arwen felt right at that moment.

''Hey, where are you going all dressed up?'' Looking at Arwen from her head down to her toes and reverse Kaithleen immediately got her answer.

''So you are going to a bar? No that outfit is too much for just a bar and more fitting for a club, so you're going to a club then?'' Kaithleen asked just to confirm while on the other hand Arwen's stiff lips broke and produced a smile, the one that Kaithleen was used to and she smiled as well before suggesting. ''Why don't I quickly get dressed and we'd go together?'' Arwen took less than a second to think before nodding here head making the woman standing right next to her squeal and pounce on her wrapping her in a bone crushing bear hug.

Kaithleen scurried off to get changed while Arwen made her way to her car and got in before powering the engine and waiting patiently for Kaithleen.

She could've easily driven off without Kaithleen instead of waiting but it's not like she's ready to die on this faithful day that her brother's revelations are already giving her headaches so she quickly shook the idea out of her head.

Kaithleen is the sweet but psycho type and Arwen was too emotionally exhausted in one day to try provoke the lioness of the jungle herself.

(At the club.)

Finally arriving their destination after jamming to some hits as it played from Arwen's playlist through the sound system of her car they quickly got out of the car and rushed into the club with Arwen not forgetting to throw her keys to the valet who effortlessly caught it.

The club was fully packed and people looked like fishes in the ocean or lets be more practical, a swam of flies but the music was fueling the adrenaline rush with people dancing wildly and making out at almost every corner of the club while the others on the dance floor just danced with the bass controlling their heartbeats.

''Let's go get shots!'' Kaithleen suggested talking over the overpowering speakers.

''Sure! You go and I'd follow.''

As if on cue Daphne happened to walk into the club, her eyes searching for her business partner, apparently the meeting had been moved from the same ol boring office to a more fun and practical location but Daphne of course said nothing because she had no energy to argue with her potential partner on a mere location and thinking about it, it had been a long time since she last went clubbing so there was no harm done in going out to chill while making deals right? She thought.

Settling at the VVIP booth at a more secluded and expensive part of the club Daphne met with her business partner and had to stop the formalities mid sentence.

Coincidentally that was presumably the time that Arwen decided to go do her business in the bathroom after downing a bit more than ten shots with Kaithleen and also deciding to let loose a little on the dance floor.

Daphne was forced to stop midsentence reason being she just caught whiff of a scent, the scent was minty and mixed with the smell of the ocean breeze just like taking a breath of fresh air in an enclosed area. The scent made Daphne want to just lay down and sleep in without waking up for a long time and having to leave. Daphne felt an intense pull towards the person in question making her lost in thought.

Brushing it off and piecing herself back together picking up from here she left off Daphne continued what she was saying with no care in the world meanwhile a certain wolf was going insane in Daphne's head and threatening to take control if Daphne does not do anything about their mate but of course Daphne didn't let her knowing that if she let her guard down even for a second Daenary's will come out in full form like a wolf that she is and she would go straight to the source of that scent and mark her immediately.

Yes her. Daphne knows well enough that she's a core lesbian so of course her mate would have to be a female and she could confirm from the episode at school of having a female mate.

Daphne still didn't understand what exactly was going on because if she remembered correctly she had a completely different scented mate in the morning and now she has the contrasting opposite scented mate in the evening so she needed someone to explain this to her because she was loosing her mind at a very fast pace with no hope of return.

Daphne sat down and tried to gather her thoughts while still trying to listen to what her partner was yapping about. Keyword is trying because all she could she at the moment was someone's mouth moving and she was hearing voices but it sounded hazy and so far away.

''Miss Daphne? Are you okay??''