Surviving My Fate

Chapter Three Carters POV

I was finishing up a meeting with Grant Allen when the smell first hit my nose. I felt my nostrils flare at the intoxicating scent. Lilac and honey, it smelled like a fresh summer day.

I had been thinking about that scent and the woman attached to it since I woke up this morning. Even in my dream, my wolf knew she was our mate and had called out to claim her as such. The moon goddess must’ve sent the vision so I would hasten my search and finally claim my Luna.

I quickly shook hands with Grant and started to exit his office when the scent hit me full force, she was getting closer, and the slight squeak of her shoes on the marble floors and the steady beating of her heart made tracking her footsteps all the easier. When she stopped I could hear her slight intake of breath and the small pickup of her heartbeat as she took me in.

Needing to see the woman my wolf was so ready to claim as his mate I turn around and lock eyes with the woman from my dream the night before. And I’ll be damned if she isn’t even more breathtaking in person.

Flashback

She was standing in a small clearing wearing a simple sundress and smelling of the summer air billowing through the trees her scent perfectly matched the lilac and honeydew strewn throughout the wooded area that my territory encompassed. I allowed my wolf to follow his instincts and watch his prey. She was absolutely breathtaking. Her long auburn hair burned like fire in the sunlight, vibrant shades of orange and red danced together in long tendrils falling down to her hips in their thick waves. She turns to face me when Cain takes a step forward breaking a branch.

End of flashback

Snapping back to the here and now I’m aware she’s no longer standing near the floor's entrance but by the curved receptionist's desk gathering what I assume to be her belongings. She must be Grant's secretary. Had I scheduled my meeting with reception rather than calling Grant myself I would’ve got to hear her voice.

I’m standing behind her when she turns around and she quickly takes a step back putting distance between us much to the dismay of my wolf and me. She’s average height maybe 5’5 but to my 6’4 stature, she’s short. My wolf reveals in her slender yet curvaceous form and I must admit she’s quite sexy even in a turtle neck.

She has large breasts and a small waist which perfectly complement her wide hips. My eyes are still roaming downward thinking about her plump ass and I definitely wouldn’t mind another look at it.

“May I help you Mr.” her voice cuts in sounding slightly annoyed yet polite, her eyebrow ticks up and I’m drawn back to those gorgeous grey eyes of hers as they shimmer with curiosity.

“Mason” I fill in effortlessly taking her small delicate hand in mine and raising it towards my lips. I feel the sparks the second my skin touches hers only confirming further that she’s my mate. Cain wants me to claim her right here on her desk.

“Nice to meet you Mr.Mason” she replies smoothly “I’m Cassandra, Mr.Allen’s secretary if you need anything feels free to reach out via email or the office.” She seems to have her mini-speech rehearsed to its finest.

“Mates voice is sexy as hell” Cain rumbles through our link. He’s not wrong either. I can only imagine what it would sound like turned full of desire and thick with lust.

“I’ll be sure to do that” I reply dropping her hand that I was still holding and stepping out of her way. She immediately rushes towards the elevator frantically looking at her phone's time.

As I exit the building I feel my excitement building as I’m walking towards my new baby, a 2022 Mustang Shelby GT500, the new code orange color shines bright in the sunlight reminding me of my mate's fiery hair.

Speaking of my mate I catch a whiff of her scent and turn to my right where I see her buckling a little boy no older than two into the back of a beat-up Honda. My world stops, she’s already in a relationship and a serious one for there to be a child involved. Not saying I haven’t been with women but nothing was ever serious knowing I had a mate out there somewhere.

I’m struggling to calm my wolf who is pissed anyone had ever touched our mate as I hop in my sports car and sped off burning my tires and leaving black tracks in my wake. The smell of the rubber burning hits my nostrils as I slam the car into second gear and tear out of the parking lot. By the time I hit the corner I’m shifting into third gear and doing 80mph. Still not fast enough, my speed keeps creeping higher as I’ve not let off the gas, the rev limiter hits 7500 and I drop into fourth gear. I’m racing down the straight stretch that leads to my hotel when I fly by a state trooper. He pulls out behind me immediately, the red and blue lights flaring to life.

“f**k” Cain and I roar in unison.

I reduce my speed and slowly pull to the side of the road. The cop follows hopping out of his cruiser and touching my bumper causing me to growl as he makes his way to the driver's window.

“Good evening sir” I greet hoping to avoid any major conflict.

“Do you have any idea how fast you were going” he interrogates, holding his hand firm on his gun.

“No sir, I don’t” I answer trying to remain calm. He’s pissing Cain off more than he already is. My wolf is telling me to let our aura speak and rip the cop's tongue out.

“You were going approximately 148mph, the speed limit is 55. I’m going to need you to step out of the car” the cop informs me standing taller and making sure I know he’s enjoying feeling like the alpha male. Little does he know I am the Alpha.

I step out of the car while mind-linking my beta Marcus, “Marcus, I’m having an issue with a state cop call and have the issue rectified before I rip his entrails out and splay him over his cop car” Cain makes sure his ideas have seeped in there loud and clear. There was a reason we were the largest and most revered pack in North America.

“Yes Alpha” I hear him before the cop starts blabbing again. He’s a good half a foot shorter than me and takes a few steps back when he notices my size. Seconds later his walkie-talkie goes off and the person on the other end informs him I need to be released immediately.

The stout man is turning red having his authority stripped away and knowing I heard the announcement. He grunts and turns to face the opposite direction while he replies. “This man was speeding and endangering people, he doesn’t need to be released” the cop urges. “Do as your told Officer Roberts or you’ll be the one receiving disciplinary action.” His superior states. I can sense the fear in his voice over the static.

Officer Roberts as he was called turned to me pulling himself up to his full height. He lowers his tone a few octaves trying to be intimidating before giving me the good-to-go.

“Thanks, Marcus” I link sliding back into my mustang and driving off.

I pull up to my hotel for the evening. It’s one of the nicer ones that I own in the franchise. This specific hotel is one of my more profitable ones seeing as it’s in such a lucrative and busy area. I step out and toss my keys to the valet boy. “Don’t scratch her” I warn.

Straightening my suit jacket and raking my hand through my hair I walk through the front doors heading towards the in-house bar. I need a drink maybe a little company too.

The second I enter the vast bar I designed I hear the onslaught of drunken voices, as well as a few businessmen and women handling their clientele. Tuning them out I pick up on a group of females whispering about the handsome man who just entered. One of the girls tells the other “Go for it, you need a pick me up and he’s just your type.”

Ignoring them I make my way to the VIP section and sit at my usual booth. Over the next few minutes, several women try to make eye contact and give flirtatious smiles in my direction but I already have my eye on the one I want. Since the moment her friend outed her I’d selected my prey. She’s the complete opposite of my mate, tall, and slender with perky little t**s and long tanned legs, she throws her jet-black hair back over her shoulder in one smooth motion and begins making her way up the stairs. Her heels clack on the granite steps and the long v of her dress shifts slightly exposing the supple flesh of her breasts. When she reaches the top her deep chestnut brown eyes meet mine. I watch in amusement as she licks her lip before striding over to take the seat next to me.

The waitress walks up at that moment and slides a margarita to the lady and a whiskey to me. “The bartender sent this sir, he said it’s your usual” she barely whispers before rushing away.

“A whiskey man” she purrs scooting closer her foot sliding up my inner leg. “You’re gonna be fun” the way she bites her lip next has me pulling her to straddle my lap as I ravage her neck and collarbone with kisses. She starts to grind on my manhood as I throw back my whiskey. I see no need to take her to my room for a f**k so I slide my hand up her dress and slide her panties to the side already feeling her wetness on my fingertips.

Her breath starts coming in breathy waves as small moans erupt from her “ahhh” she throws her head back as my c**k slides into her. While she bounces up and down my shaft I nibble on her breast enjoying the way her n*****s draw taunt at my touch. “Yesss” she moans as I pull the small bud into my mouth nipping slightly…