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The Mate You Give

Wealth, fame, power, Alpha Davien is the stereotypical playboy who has both the looks and commitment issues. Leading one of the most powerful packs in the whole of New York, life couldn't be much better for him. That was, till his father made an announcement that changed his all so perfect life. With his father stepping down from chairman and their company merging with their number one rival. Davien was left with no choice but to agree to a marriage between himself and the heir of their rivals to preserve the peace and keep his inheritance. Infamous for rejecting three mates in a row, Davien is certain that his so called marriage would end as miserably as any other of his entanglements. However, on the night of his engagement party to Silvia, the eldest daughter and heir to the company, a surprise guest arrives at the event. Kian Saint. The nineteen year old rebel son of the rival company, rumoured to have gone to prison abroad and was deported. Tension rises when Davien and Kian both discover that they're actually each other's mates! Determined not to lose his inheritance, Davien offers Kian a large sum of money with the intention of rejecting the mate bond. Things go south when Davien hears what Kian has to say... "Do I look stupid? Why should I accept this small amount when I can become your husband and have all your money to myself?" Conflicted, he tries to approach Silvia but is left stunned at what she has to say. "I'll admit, I'm a bit shocked myself, but I'm glad Kian has a mate! As long as you keep my brother happy, I won't run your company into the ground." Left with no other choice, the playboy Davien marries an omega seven years younger!

Riceballs_25 · LGBT+
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Chapter 234

Davien's P. O. V

The bastard was fast, I'll give him that.

Keegan was no joke, the last time I had to go all out like this was when I was up against Keith. However, this was vastly different, because unlike Keith, Keegan's punches were lighter, proof he was old, and weaker.

But the man made up for that in his stamina, he moved like a frickin zombie and couldn't almost be put down. It was almost like the more we exchanged blows, the faster he became.

"He's not healing." I noted under my breath in-between pants, Keegan was across from me at the other side of the room, gasping for air as well.

I noticed the wounds I inflicted on his back were still very much fresh. If we went on fighting for just a bit more, if I could hold out…no! I wasn't going to give the win to time, I wanted to win.

I wanted to kill Kian's father myself.