HIS SECOND MATE

Chapter 2

Marcus

Saturday!

Usually a day to reconnect with my family, the pack and most importantly my Jane. I could have been spurring with the pack warriors, burning off some steam from the stress of working all week but here I was in my house grumbling as I dressed up because some inconsiderate jerk wants a meeting.

Who the hell conducts business on a weekend?

I am sure he was doing it out of spite, I could not put that past him. Using underhanded tricks to gain an upper hand, a business man with no integrity was the hardest kind to deal with.

For some reason though the thought of the challenge ahead had me excited.

Finally leave the house, devoid of any expectations I head to our supposed meeting venue, I had not ask John to come with me because he had not gotten a grasp of what should be done but after sitting my ass here for an hour I wish I had.

Gregory Walters was late! 

The man was freaking late to a meeting that he himself had called for!

He had to be doing this on purpose! Egging me on, pissing me off. I should have gone to visit my late wife instead of coming here to be stood up. Gregory had said 9am it was now almost 11pm, I hate tardiness and had arrived even earlier.

'Stupid man was pissing off an alpha, does he have any idea of what happened to people that challenged alphas?' I thought to myself. The thought of a challenge that had gotten me excited earlier quickly forgotten. I was officially getting angry .

Five coffees later, I needed to answer a call of nature, swearing under my breathe to leave right after, I was not going to waste any more of my time waiting for a no show.

The scent hit me right when I left the bathroom, fresh strawberries and apples, my favorite fruits but but the scent had been laced by something else, something I could not pull myself from.

There he was, pin stripped suit just by the entrance of the restaurant, just the sight of him had me almost drooling. Body buffed up in the right places, beard well trimmed hair well kempt. 

He looked like he had stepped right out of an Alexander McQueen runway into the hotel lobby.

"MATE! MATE" 

my wolf was chanting in my head over and over again. Words I had heard before, the same words from twenty six years  when I had first laid my eyes on Jane, words I had thought I would here once in my entire life.

I was hearing them again, the cause? An unknown male standing at the lobby.

Wait! Stop! Stop! He! A man! I was drooling over a man.

Sweet Selene mother of all wolves what kind of game was this. I was not homophobic or anything but my first mate had been a woman, we had built a family but not only was I slapped in the face with a second chance mate but it was also a man.

How does that even happen, did she decide I had been heterosexual for long enough and was now time to bat for the other team?

However said the moon goddess has plans for everyone probably had not thought of my kind of situation. I mean, how do you even explain this to people? I used to be straight, became a widower and now I am gay? Did that even work?

My life was clearly headed into the cliché direction of ever Thai bl I had watched growing up, 'I don't like men, I only like you' 'I like you because it is you, if it was another man I would not like them' I had always found those scenes laughable back then but I guess I should be laughing at myself now because I was headed there.

Mr. model final takes his eyes his phone, looking around as if searching for something or someone then our eyes meet and time stops, at least for me it does and before I know it my legs are moving towards the stranger.

A sudden attraction, my wolf getting even louder, you see since Jane passed away he really talked to me through the pack link. The first month I had chalked it down as grief but when it had gone longer my son had forced me to see the pack healer.

Depression! My wolf was depressed, so he had said

Anyone name a wolf in history that suffered from depression. That is what I thought, first my Luna dies of cancer the my wolf got depression. Factor that ultimately led me to stepping down from the alpha position.

In my current state I was not going to be of any help to my pack. So Frank had to step in earlier than we had anticipated. Sometimes I think he disliked me for it.

All the anger about being stood up forgotten, I was live right here, right in the moment. My world that had always been grey suddenly experiencing a rush of color, feeling I had thought were behind me suddenly bubbling up in me again.

Ever seen a grown man sniffing the air like a rabid dog? Well I had just given everyone at the hotel lobby a show to remember, thank the goddess I was a private man in the business world and my face had not been plastered all over the newspaper articles.

I fasten my footsteps soon I was in his personal space and I see him swallow, pupils blown!

Good, I was not the only one being affected by all this!

"Marcus Harvey." I say thrusting my hand forward, and I see a look I can't place in his eyes before a cheeky smile blooms on his face.

"Gregory Walters." he says with a chuckle, even though I am distracted by the tingles when my skin gets in contact with his. I still hear what he says, that explains the look he had in his eyes when I had said my name.

Enemies did indeed walk on narrow roads.

Gregory freaking Walters, my business rival, the same man that I was supposed to meet today and had kept me waiting for over hour. The arrogant pick I had spent the better part of the week cussing at!

GREOGORY FREAKING WALTERS IS MY MATE! My second chance mate.

'Oh Selene what kind of games are you playing with me.' I thought to myself, feeling emotionally confused. What was I supposed to do now?

My business rival is my mate.

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