Sweet promise

"Let's play truth or dare." A rough voice said and I drifted my gaze from my phone to Ace whom was swinging a bottle of bear in his hand. He sounded drunk but his face didn't correspond.

"Wow, I'm in!" Sherry said excitedly while I put my phone in my pocket.

Angelo, one of Keiran's friends provided a bottle and dropped it at the center of the circle.

He spun it first and it landed between two folks. The rule of the game was — either do the truth/dare or drink a full glass of whiskey.

I watched the game go on and for the first time, the bottle stopped between me and Ace.

I raised my head to find everyone staring at me. Ace cleared his throat and drew close.

"Umbrie, truth or dare?" He growled lowly and I smiled.

"Dare."

"Hmm." He smirked with a chuckle. "I dare you to kiss Scott."

I grinned as my gaze drifted to Scott who was looking more bashful than ever. His eyes said it all, he wasn't expecting it.

I got up as I felt Keiran moving in his seat.

I made a promise to myself and that is to get back at him. I will gradually fulfill this promise.

I grabbed Scott by the collar and smashed my lips against his kissing him like Ace had dared me to.

There was loud noises of mixed reactions from everyone watching and I could hear Keiran growling lowly. He was enduring the pain. That's nice.

I unlocked from the kiss and returned to my chair right next to the f**ker whom was clutching onto his stomach.

One thing about him was the fact that he didn't like anyone to see him weak. He always wants to be the tough guy that can handle any situation and that's the reason he was finding it hard telling me he was tied down to a bed and was abused.

He could have been strong like he wanted everyone to see he was.

He let out a painful nod as I glanced at him. Sighs. I should have kissed Scott some more.

As the game went on, I noticed someone was looking at me — or more like staring at me. I carefully looked up and found those eyes. The eyes that had been looking and they belonged to Clint, the beta of our pack.

He must have seen me kiss another guy in front of my mate and that's why he's judging me with his eyes.

My head lowered as fear contorts my being. I shouldn't be feeling guilty because Keiran cheated on me too. But I do. I just felt somewhat bad.

The crazy game just went on and I looked around once more to see that Clint had left.

Keiran got dared to do something nasty with Sherry but to my surprise, he took the penalty thereby drinking the glass of whiskey.

Sherry's eyes was teary when this happened. Her heart must have sunk seeing that Keiran turned down an opportunity for her to do something freaky with her.

I got asked some uncomfortable questions when I picked truth so I settled to drinking whiskey which I'm starting to suspect isn't just whiskey but some alcohol mixed with something stronger.

Daphne got drunk fast and started saying gibberish and acting out of control. I was surprised to see her act disheveled and pretty much — messed up.

Hillary offered to take her home because he happened to know where she lived. The duo left and the rest of us continued the game, wasting time into the dark night.

I was starting to get tipsy too and laugh at anything anyone said.

Suddenly, drunk Keiran snatched the bottle I had been drinking from and passed it to Ace.

"Come on, time to go home." He growled grabbing me up from the chair. I clutched onto his wrist feeling my nails dig into his skin. I'm hurting him but he didn't act like it hurt. He keeps hiding that part of his, huh..

I blinked multiple times as I try to make out what was on his hand.

Hold on...when did he get a tattoo?

"Keiran! What's this tattoo on your hand?" I asked still scratching him with my nails.

Since when are students allowed to have tattoos? Oh, the fact that he is from a wealthy home must have screwed their minds.

He didn't answer me but led me out of the busy house. I could barely walk right but he helped me all through the way to his car.

He dumped me at the passenger seat and headed to the driver's seat.

Hold on..He's driving?.

"You can't drive, you are drunk too..." I muttered stopping him from bringing out his car keys.

"I can manage..." He growled resting his head back on the headrest.

I shook my head rigorously.

"I don't want to die young, stupid." I half yelled briefly closing my eyes.

I was trying to keep myself awake so I forced my eyes open.

I gasped when I felt Keiran's head against my neck. He started kissing me gently and I try to wiggle him off.

"Get off me!" I finally pushed him away and he had a dark look in his eyes.

"Let me take you to my house and then you can go back home in the morning." He said opening the car door.

His house was right next to Noah's and I wondered why he even came with his car unless he was came from somewhere else.

I tried to argue with him but I felt the need to use the restroom so I just let him take me to his house.

His house was just as I remembered it, huge and annoyingly beautiful with water fountains, expensive paintings about werewolves, sculptures and glittering lights.

He led me up to his bedroom and the first thing I did was use the bathroom. I was finally at peace and returned back his spacious bedroom.

"Get on the bed." He ordered in his usual cocky tone and I rolled my eyes.

"I will but you have to stay away from me." I groused folding my hands.

He started coming towards me causing me to panic. I raised my leg kicking him at his member..

He froze with his eyeballs widening.

"I told you to stay away!" I yelled.

"Gosh...I was just trying to give you the f**king blanket." He glowered throwing the blanket at my feet.

I sighed as I picked it up and climbed up his king sized comfortable bed. I covered myself up tightly making sure nowhere was loose.

"Promise." I muttered.

"Huh?" He asked getting on the bed.

"Promise you won't touch me."

"What the f**k... I promise." He grumpily replied and my eyes closed on their own accord..

• MORNING •

I slept drunk but the night was yet so lovely. I woke up to the masculine voice of someone talking.

My eyes flared open as the voice continued. I felt irritated that it was disturbing my sleep.

I raised up my head and found the jerk — Keiran — standing at the window side and talking to someone on his phone.

He should have at least have the decency to not be loud! Goodness!..

"...Yes, Jared. You can come get her from my bedroom. She's really fast asleep at the moment so take your time, bro." Keiran said and I froze.

Jared.

He's talking to Jared? How come?

And did he just ask him to come pick me up?!

No...no way. Fear consumed me like icy water. I ditched the bed.