Lily and James (werewolf novel) novel Chapter 200

Chapter 0200

(Derek POV)

I came to Ravenswood as a favor for a friend. Specifically, a very powerful and rich friend. He was opening a gym, and he believed that the more celebrities that came to the gym for the pre-events and the

grand opening, the better.

I love money, power, and fame – and this friend was not exactly someone you say “no” to without a valid excuse- so of course I agreed to attend.

Hindsight being 20-20, however, I wish I had gotten the flu. Or chicken pox. Or a migraine. Adult werewolves do not typically get any of those things, but I wish I had claimed to have one of them anyway. My friend does not know that I am a werewolf, and faking an illness would have saved me the heartache of everything that happened after I arrived.

My problems started when I walked into the Blue Moon Lounge on my first night in Ravenwood. I was immediately hit with an overwhelming smell of sugar cookies and chocolate, which are not scents common to find in a bar. They are, however, two smells that remind me of the happier days of my

puphood.

Before I could process where the smell was coming from or what it meant, my wolf -who had not spoken to me in some time- started shouting “mate” in my head.

My heart dropped. I tried to turn around and leave, but Damon -my wolf-would not let me. He forced me to walk further and further into the bar until our eyes landed on her. Our mate. Charlotte.

Never in my

my wildest dreams did I expect that I would meet my ddess-given mate in human territory, much less at a bar. Hell, I never even expected that I would meet my Goddess-given mate at all.

At nearly thirty years old, I had just assumed that the Moon Goddess had forgotten about me. Not that I could blame her for doing so. After all, my parents and original pack forgot about me too. That is how I ended up where I ended up, and that is why I need the daily affirmation that comes with being a famous celebrity. (You can thank my $500 per hour life coach and my $750 per hour pyschotherapist for that

particular realization.)

In any event, I was absolutely floored when I first laid eyes on my mate. At first, I could only see the back of her head and her back, but even that was stunning. Then, when she got up and turned around, thus allowing me to see her face, I was absolutely amazed.

Not only had the Moon Goddess given me a mate, but also she had given me a mate that might as well have walked directly out of one of my teenage fantasies. Hell, my mate could have been walked directly out of one of my adult fantasies too. Charlotte’s face, body, energy aura… they were all perfect.

Of course, I was pi ssed when I realized what Charlotte had been doing. Or rather, who she had been doing. Cody Wilson is a human man-wh ore who has probably banged more females this month than I have in my entire life… and I am far from a saint. In fact, if Charlotte was a human, I would worry just her

kissing him would have given her some sort of disease.

Thankfully, Charlotte is a werewolf and they did not go that far, so she is fine. Even so, that was not the visual I wanted the first time I met my mate. And it took everything in me to prevent Damon from killing

Cody.

But even with all that…. that is not why I called Charlotte a sl ut and a few other names and walked away.

Let’s be real: Cody is a rich, famous, handsome guy. He bangs a lot of females because he can. I cannot. hold that against the females, even if I might want to spray them with disinfectant when they are done

with him. Even I might do him if I swung that way and I was not famous in my own right.