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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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267 Chs

Chapter 53

Davien's P. O. V

The little fight we had lasted for a while until I ended up calling a truce after noticing that Kian's kicks were getting slower due to how tired out he was. Despite his physical disposition, his wounds had not fully healed and this play did nothing but place stress on him.

Instead, I placed my arms on the dried grass next to him, whilst my body remained submerged under the water. He had taken off his shirt to dry but insisted that his pants weren't wet.

Not that I believed him.

"Are you sure you don't want to take a dip? The water is refreshing." I offered for the upteenth time, unable to look away from his upper body.

"I don't want the bandages to come undone, I'm fine here." He declined, I shrugged my shoulders, "Suit yourself then."

"And you? Why are you with me?" He asked all of a sudden, "You could very well be with a woman from your pack or at work, what are you doing coming here with me?"