A MESS

MAX' P.O.V

Gosh I never ever thought the one thing that will give me the most pain in my life is exile . To be honest I never even thought of it before , because it's so unheard of for an Alpha to be banished from his own pack and for such a foolish reason too.

I can't believe it's been three months already , three months of thinking , three months of wanting to go back home and preventing myself from actually going , three months of not knowing how my pack was faring , oh three long painful months. To be honest it sucked and I wouldn't wish it on , not even my worst enemies ; maybe I'll wish it on them but why did it have to be me .

It has been three months , but every single time I think about home and how I was painfully kicked out , I'm so angered and my wolf feels like pouncing out and causing damage ,even now just at the mere thought of that painful day .

A day that was supposed to be my happiest day or so I thought .

I think I was allowed to call and check up on the pack but my pride wouldn't allow me , I've been in touch with my best friends ; my Beta Esteban and also Xavier . Anytime they both try to bring up the pack and anything concerning it in a sneaky way I never allow it because I've cut ties with them , or rather they cut all ties with me .

I sometimes feel tempted to listen to them and what's going on through the Pack's mind link which I'm surprised they haven't yet severed but for my own sanity I've blocked that part of my mind , I have decided to focus on myself only .

Isn't that what they wanted ?

For me to find a mate right .

The first three weeks here were just so annoying , boring and gloomy.

I just stayed home, I didn't speak to anyone , I didn't even take my showers and I didn't even workout, I mean working out was like eating for me ; a daily meal and I couldn't do without it but shockingly I stopped working out too.

My room was a mess , Actually my whole house was a mess , No my whole life was a complete and utter mess .

Even the lady that cleaned and took care of the house regularly for me went missing , or did I kick her out, I didn't even know anymore .

I also started thinking and decided to re-establish my company; Black Heart, or renovate it I wasn't really sure which one it was . I realized sitting around in a stinking house and just stuffing my face all the time wasn't doing me any good , at all.

I needed to start from somewhere and do something while I was here at least so I called a few of my business partners , discussed my plans with them and voila we started up everything .

Well before that I took a longgg bath because to be honest I was extremely dirty and oh I found the house help, it turns out I did kick her out when she gave a hamburger instead of a chicken burger , well I don't eat anything pork or piggy if that's even a thing . To be fair I gave her a raise and apologized to her ; Actually I shook her hand and smiled widely at her , I guess that counts right ?.

My business partners called in favors from their friends and I also called in some people because the term friends was a pretty complicated one for me because I hardly had any friends and the ones I had , I cherished them so much and will do anything for them . So we pulled all the man power and resources we had and we renovated the whole building and damn it looked good , we put up advertisements on social media and in the newspapers to recruit people .

After the advertisements had reached almost everywhere we scheduled interviews in different batches and after that we had a few days on our hand before the interviews started , meaning we were free for sometime . The guys showed me around , they also sent me to their favorite bars and clubs in the city , some of which they owned . I must say it was fun .

I could drink and over drink but I never really got drunk because it was plain beer and werewolves had really high tolerance for alcohol , unless it was maybe vodka or whiskey in high quantities . If I had experienced something close to a hangover it was just a mild headache after excessive consumption of alcohol , I think that was my own version of a hangover .

There were also a different group of girls hanging around me every other

day and as a man I had desires that needed to be met and fulfilled so if they suggested through their body language or even directly we should get out of the place and go somewhere else I was always down to work , you know what I mean . I was always down for the extra fun . And I made sure they knew it was just a hook up and nothing more , some of them started becoming too needy but I wasn't having it . There were no strings attached and I made them know that from the beginning even before we stepped out of the club.

For now it was just fun and nothing else was more important than that except my business of course . And no girl or mate could take my mind off having fun now or maybe ever ....

Well thank you all for sticking around through this chapter too I hope you liked it and make sure to vote and comment how I did with this new style of writing :)

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