HER SECOND CHANCE : A CURSED ALPHA

CHAPTER TEN : DADDY!

DRAVEN’S POV

Her beautiful face paled instantly as her wide eyes turned to stare at me, and then they shifted back to Jack.

“Bu…but you…The receptionist she…how?” She stammered.

Her expression made a scoff leave my lips, just as I dismissed Jack. She mistook him for me, how? I picked up my phone, just as I typed a message to him.

She must have finally overcome her shock because she stepped deeper into my office a few seconds later as her eyes looked everywhere except at me.

“I…I had no idea that he was you…I mean you were him,” she tumbled over her words, cursing as she slammed her lips shut.

“You’re late,” I hissed, dismissing her words.

“Your receptionists, she stopped me and…”

“I heard what happened, she has been dismissed,” I cut her off.

Her brows twisted and finally her eyes clashed with mine. “Dismissed?”

“Yes, dismissed, fired, do you need any other adjective to understand it?” I snapped and she flinched.

I clenched my fist together to keep myself from apologizing.

“You are hurting our mate! What are you doing? Claim her now, she’s ours!” Soren, my wolf growled in rage through our link, but I ignored him.

I had gone twenty-seven years already without a mate, and I never needed one in the first place. I’d seen what the mate bond did to my mother.

It landed her in her f*****g grave!

And now, I had my fated mate walk right in here at this moment, she turned out to be the daughter of the man I’d plotted to kill from the moment I took over as the alpha of my pack, Zane Tarius.

He was no less of a bastard like my father was! And he contributed to my mother’s death.

I observed her carefully, wondering what the odds were that our bond was not faked, and she was sent here by her father.

Maybe her running away was a plot right from the beginning. And on top of that, she already had a bad enough reputation. As far as I knew, she had a mate waiting for her back home, which she ran away from because she was a slut, so they say. So how could she be my mate?

But then, I breathed, knowing everything the mate bond felt real. Everything felt real.

“Take your seat. You’ve already wasted my time.

And I have less to spend with you,” I gritted, wanting so badly to wash her scent out of the air if I could.

She stared at me in shock, as those beautiful lips parted again to speak.

“Did you not feel it?”

“Feel what?” I cut her off sharply, my glare fixed on her in rage, hating how being this close to her already made me feel. This was definitely not going to work.

“The mate bond, your wolf…mine…”

“The mate bond is a curse meant to trap two incompatible people together. The sooner you understand it, the better. You being my mate changes nothing,” I spat.

“The mate bond is…”

“A sham, as I said. I thought you'd know better than me seeing the reputation you shared with your past mate,” I hissed, cutting her off, but even the thought of her having a mate before me did something to my chest.

I expected to see embarrassment coating her cheeks but I was wrong, rather her eyes flared in rage, and that did something to my insides, something I’ve never felt all my life.

The way her cheeks darkened in rage, and her bright blue eyes gleamed it was no less than perfect. I destroyed the thought as soon as it came when her father’s familiar features flashed through my mind again.

“Do you know me from somewhere? Have we met before or something? Because why the hell are you speaking to me like we’re enemies or something!” She hissed.

“Enemies?” I scoffed.

“That word sounds less compared to what I feel for your entire family and pack. And don’t act oblivious kid, you know clearly the history my pack shares with the Greenlake pack. The silver woods and Greenlake never mix and you being my mate changes nothing.

It’s already suffocating to breathe in the same air as you. I’d like this over as soon as possible so start now!”

Her eyes widened in alarm as she stared at me frozen in shock.

“You…you are…. Alpha Draven?” She stammered.

Something about the way she said my name sat wrong with me, but I ignored it.

“Yes. Now s…” my phone’s ringtone echoed in the air, cutting the tension between us.

I would have ignored it if I had not seen the caller ID.

Standing up, not regarding her, I picked it up, walking towards the large window at the opposite side of my office as I answered the call.

And almost immediately, her childish scream of excitement rang in the air, “Daddy!”