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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 132

Kian's P. O. V

"I don't have time to play with you…"

"But I'm not playing, so answer me already. You're so keen on rejecting me without even giving me a chance…" I was saying, but he interrupted me.

"I don't need someone like you pretending to keep our pack together." He spat out with venom in his words.

Someone like me? Did he mean a man?

"Rocco, shut the hell up before I shut you up myself." Oliver threatened, meaning every single word.

A scoff escaped my lips, "Someone like me? Tell me, what is it you know about me?" I marched briskly over to him, with my index claw bared out.

He stood his ground, showing off how unafraid he was, however his tuff guy act didn't last for very long. The second the tip of my claw came in contact with the fabric of his crotch area, he involuntarily gulped.

"Do you think I'm afraid of you? I'm a trained warrior who can withstand any form of torture. I won't yield to you." He spat out,