VIOLETS POV

"Oh, Goddess! I love this song!" I squealed with happiness.

I pulled Dylan to the middle of the gigantic living room, already packed with sweaty teenagers, and started to move my hips in time with the beat. Catching my hand, he spun me around once, before pulling me into his chest. I giggled as he tried to land a kiss, for the third time tonight.

"I told you; I'm saving myself for my mate!" I grinned.

"It's just a kiss Vie." He argued.

I shook my head. "I want my first to be with my mate, every first."

He rolled his eyes and groaned. "You torture me, woman!"...