Chapter 3

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Marcus. What the hell!? Why was this even happening? First of all I already had mate! Even if she had already passed on I had gotten one already, it was already hard enough to find one fated mated for some reason the moon goddess decided to bless me with two? I werewolf history I was not sure I had heard of any wolf getting two mates.. Secondly my mate was a man! Wasn't the whole point of find a mate for procreation? To ensure the continuity of the linage and prevent our kind from getting extinct? Why was my mate a man? Could he bear pups should I want more? I was a straight male for crying out loud. I used to be married to a woman, I have grown children. How was that even supposed to work? But for some reason the thought of having a man for a mate was not that off putting to me, I was a lot curious if anything. the biggest reason of all is that my mate was freaking Gregory Walters! THE GREGORY WALTERS! My number one business rival! The same guy who has been giving me sleepless nights poaching my employees and trying to underhandedly buying shares out of my company. The guy took my secretary then other day! How was I supposed to overlook everything? I had practically ran out of the  hotel right after he had introduced himself, call me a coward but I could not even stand there with him. My feelings were all over the place, between my heart thundering in my chest getting overwhelmed with the effects of the mate bond and the rage in my my head from all the s**t Gregory had put me and my company through, case in point why we were meeting in the first place. I was not sure if by staying there some more I would end up kissing Gregory or punching him in the face. Talk about confused emotions! Here I was, back in my house thinking about Gregory, but I could not bring myself to hate him anymore, thank the mate bond for that! It physically hurt to have negative thoughts about him, why thank you moon goddess for making things even more complicated than they had to be. When it was about getting with Jane I was than grateful for the 'assist' like I had called it back then but right now it felt more like a curse than anything else. I could not even hate on my rival in peace, how inconveniencing! Gregory Walters was a man I wanted to crush so much, I had dream of the moment I would let him feel my wrath the when I could actually do that it turned out that I couldn't? That was so unfair! 'His face was so beautiful, that smile, with sun hitting him in the right angles looked good enough to eat! Yum!' "Dad, you've got some drool right there. What food are you think of?" my son Frank said, effectively knocking me out of my day dream. To believe I was actually day dreaming and drooling at my rival/ mate, what was my stand on the guy again? "I was thinking about steak...Gregory Walter built like rare wagyu beef." of course I only tell Frank the former part of that statement. That would be very awkward if I said the later too, what explanation would I give? Frank know about my on going rivalry with Greg. see I was even starting to give him nicknames! What the hell! This could not be happening! Should not be happening to me! Gregory deserved a punch in the face, as soon as that thought crossed I doubled over in pain. "Thank you for nothing moon goddess!" I muttered under my breath. This mating bond with Gregory was turning out to be a pain in the ass. Does he know we are mates? Does he know what a mate is? Does he know about werewolves? So many questions but the one person that could provide me answers is one I was currently avoiding. What to do? What to do? Gregory I knew Marcus Harvey, I had seen pictures of him before but judging from the way he was staring at me from across the lobby I was convinced he had no idea who I was. How his face shown when he approached me, what would his reaction be when he got to know who I really was? I could not wait to introduce myself to him and see what his face would look like, the satisfaction that would bring me! Marcus Harvey he had thrusted his hand in greeting! This was it, my moment. I tried very hard to keep a straight face as I reached for his out stretched hand with all the confidence I could master. Gregory Walters the I felt it, the almost electric like current running up my arm. I fought the urge to shudder at the contact. It was laced with something comforting, all my previous thoughts of wanting to embarrass Gregory flew out the window. There I was dazed, staring at Marcus and the he was gone. He had run out like his ass had been set on fire, part of me wanted to laugh at him for being such a coward but the greater part of me felt a big sense of loss. The further Marcus went the worse it got. I knew what the tingle meant, I had read up on supernatural existences before. All the books explained tingles to be a results of contact between mates. How exactly was I mates with Marcus though? The man had been married before, to woman might I add, he even had children for crying out loud! Where did I fit in all that? It did not make sense. Where was my place? I mean why does it matter where I was supposed to fit in the first place? We were rivals, that was all there was to our relationship. Rivalry in business. Was he even gay? Bisexual? What would his family think about this latest development? I was supposed to dislike the guy, not yearn for his presence! I was even getting worried about him and his family! Everything was moving a little too fast for more my liking! Was this the work of the legendary mate bond? So this thing did not leave any room for free will?  Was I just supposed to give in and go with the flow? What was the flow?
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