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“Because I can’t help it, okay? I don’t want Connie. I never have. She is fat and ugly, and I want Tiffany. She was supposed to be my mate. We had it all planned out when we were kids. This isn’t supposed to happen.”
Gage laughed. “You’re an idiot, boy, but I now take your decision.” He stood. “As your alpha, you will not follow her. You will not keep watching her. You have no right to her.”
“What are you doing, Dad?”
“I’m making sure you do not make a single fucking mistake when it comes to her. I gave you another chance, and you didn’t take it. Now Connie is mine. She is not ugly nor is she fat.”
“Dad, you’re fucking blind.”
Gage smiled. “And you’re a fucking idiot like your mother was. Get the hell out of my office.”
Tanner got to his feet. “You ever thought she left because you’re a fucking asshole?”
“No, she left because she didn’t want the responsibility of raising a kid. Believe me, Tanner, with the way you are, she would be proud.”
His son stormed off.
Sitting back down, he took a deep breath. The moment Tanner began to say shit about his woman, he’d been ready to kill the little bastard. He loved his son, he did, but these feelings were not normal. He knew that.
Gage fired up his computer and clicked back on his email, seeing one from another pack alpha. Before he had called the town meeting to stake the claim on Connie, he’d sent out a request for information regarding a rejected mate.
Only one other pack had experienced this.
A rejected mate can be claimed by a family member, but you must proceed with caution. There is a period of time where the main mate can stake his or her claim, and you must allow this to happen. However, our rejected was claimed by another male, and within a month, they were mated. The male wolf who claimed her as his own experienced instant changes as he made the decision. If you’re rejected and the female in this case accepted him, then there is a high chance of them becoming true mates. It doesn’t take long either. Once you are true mates and no one can challenge your claim, the party who rejected cannot reverse his decision. It is final.
Gage stared at the email.
He should be doing everything for his son, to make sure he was happy with the decision he made.
There was a knock at his door, and he looked up in time to see Connie in the doorway. He closed down his emails, turning off the computer at the switch rather than shut it down.
“Hey,” she said. “Er, I was wondering if you’d like to have some hot chocolate?”
“I’d love some.”
She smiled at him.
The moment she appeared, he’d noticed the shorts that came to mid-thigh. She was all woman.
He wanted those thighs wrapped around his waist as he pounded inside her pussy, tearing through the thin piece of flesh of her virginity. Gage had never been this primitive, this needy.
She turned on her heel and he stared at the fullness of her ass.
His cock was already hard as fucking rock. He wasn’t some randy teenager and yet, when it came to Connie, it was like he was finally living his fucking teenage years again.
Glancing back at his computer, he was very much aware of the changes his body was going through. The feelings that were rapidly causing him to act like a mated male rather than an alpha. This wasn’t a game to him.
Tanner’s decision was final as far as he was concerned. His son cared more about his appearance than about what he wanted. Gage couldn’t be held responsible for the bad choices he made.
He’s still your son and you’re still alpha.
In his mind, his grandfather’s voice echoed like a permanent ache of the kind of alpha he should be. He wasn’t the kind of man to push his son aside. That wasn’t who he was.
Getting to his feet, he didn’t look back at his office. He made his way to the stairs but then stopped as the scent of chocolate filled his senses.
His son was probably in his room, but the call of Connie was even stronger. Even his wolf wasn’t behaving tonight.
Gage didn’t go upstairs but ended up in the doorway of the kitchen.
Connie had put on the radio, and as she stood at the stove, her back to him, he caught her dancing. He didn’t recognize the song, but he was mesmerized by the shaking of her ass.
What little control he had snapped. There was no way he could go talk to his son before he felt her coming on his fingers.
Chapter Six
Music and dancing had always calmed Constance. Her parents hadn’t ever complained when she played her music loud enough to drown out all sounds. A couple of the neighbors had voiced their disapproval, but she’d mowed the lawn and cleaned their car, making sure they didn’t mind the noise as they knew she’d make up for it.
