Chapter 2


    Denied


    Michael pov


    “Sarah Jeffrey.” I heard my receptionist call the next one in. I was not in a good mood. None of the


    neers was even worth a try. I wanted to hire a good PA so that he or she could lend a hand with


    the paperwork. But none of those who hade for the interview had a good qualification.


    Most of them were females and almost all of them seemed to be focused on one thing. Being my sex


    partner in the office. I mean, I wouldn’t mind that but that doesn’t mean I would let mypany go


    down the drain. I want to hire someone who was at least eager to learn my business. But I had not


    seen that in any of them.


    I groaned and started to massage my forehead, trying to relieve my aching head. I kept my eyes


    squeezed shut. I honestly have had enough of these she wolves trying to be my sex buddy. Yeah, I


    love having sex with them. But it’s high time that they get through their thick heads that I was not


    interested in iming any of them. I may have fun with them, but my bed was for my Luna. Only for the


    one destined for me. My mate.


    Suddenly the most alluring scent hit my nostrils. My eyes sprung open and my attention turned towards


    the door where Cheryl was holding it partly open. I had always loved the smell of vani and chocte.


    I sniffed the air, trying to inhale the scent as much as I could. The scent seemed to take the stress


    away from me, making me feel light and free.


    Mate. Mate.


    I heard the continuous chant of my wolf in my head. Mate. My mate is here! But why haven’t I heard


    about a Sarah Jeffrey before? I couldn’t care less. If her scent could take my stress and worry away


    like that, I wouldn’t want to be away from her at any cost. I kept staring at the door, eager and excited.


    My wolf was going crazy in my head. I wanted to hush him so that I could focus on my mate, who was


    about to enter the office.


    A timid girl with dark brown hair and entered the room. Her wavy hair was pulled up in a high ponytail.


    Her fair skin and lightly glossed lips only perfected her ethereal beauty. A soft shy smile decorated her


    lips and I noticed how she kept her gaze lowered all the time. Unlike the ranked, proud she wolves of


    my pack.


    No wonder I had never heard about her. Sarah Jeffrey was a rank less wolf. One of the lowest. The


    ones that I had avoided at all cost. I may have flirted with almost all the ranked ones. But never one of


    the rankless ones. I know and ept the fact that they too are part of the pack. But how the hell was I


    mated to one? This was such a huge insult!


    Ever since I had turned eighteen I had hit on most of the ranked she wolves, hiding a little ray of hope


    that I would find my mate in the process. But in vain. Holding back the urge to grit my teeth at her I


    straightened myself and took a deep breath.


    “You may leave Cheryl.”


    I looked at my mate, who seemed to be refusing to look me in the eye.


    “Hmm... Sarah Jeffrey. Look up!” I ordered, unable to hold back my desire to make eye contact with


    her.


    When her deep brown eyes met with mine, I felt as though the wind was knocked out of my lungs.


    “Mate!” I couldn’t hold back the growl that erupted from my chest.


    I saw clearly how her face contorted in utter shock and confusion. Her deep brown eyes quicklyced


    with uncertainty and worry.


    Ha! You’re not the only one who is disappointed, mate. I thought as I slowly stood from my seat.


    “So you’re my mate,” I murmured.


    Apparently, this little she wolf was nervous as hell. Such a weakling. Fate had yed a cruel joke on


    me by pairing me with this waste of space. I snatched the file in her hand and was surprised to realise


    that she actually had done pretty well in her school. She even had the desire to learn about business,


    which was perfect. Exactly what I was looking for.


    I eyed the little wolf, who was anxious to be in my presence.


    “Impressive. You have an excellent school record. And behaviour too.” I praised her, but then another


    thought crossed my mind. Smirking, I turned her towards me and leaned down towards her. I wanted to


    see how far she would agree to go with me.


    “You smell good little mate. Too bad you are a rank less wolf.” Still smirking, I eyed the cleavage that


    she had left for all eyes to see. Well her body isn’t bad.


    “I’ll be frank. I want someone to be my personal assistant. I need some help with the paperwork and a


    little more personal help with something else.” I added. “Here in the office. Can you do that?”


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    “H..huh...sure..of course, alpha.”


    Her reply made my smirk widen. Oh, so submissive. I like that.


    “Good. I’ll hire you for that position, mate. You must be here at 8:30 tomorrow morning. Understood?” I


    whispered, making sure that our bond was affecting her.


    She left the office in hurry. Well, that was done. I wanted a good PA. I am sure she would do her work


    good enough. I just wonder what else could happen in the office with my mate as my personal


    assistant.


    I slumped in my office chair and sighed. One thing still bothered me. My mate was a rankless, weak


    submissive one. Definitely not Luna material. I had always imagined a kickass Luna beside me, who


    would be strong enough to whom away my flings. Who was feisty enough to snatch what rightly


    belonged to her.


    I have had several fantasies where my Luna would kick the asses of the wolves with who I had flirted


    with in the past. But I guess that was not going to happen. Groaning, I ced my head on the desk.


    Well, she would be here for work. At least I hope that she would be a good fuck. Otherwise, what is the


    use of having your mate in your office? Right?


    Or maybe..... a sly smirk crooked my lips as another thought invaded my mind.


    I wonder how she would react if she saw me with another girl? Would she fight for me? That would be


    too easy for me to try. But what if she doesn’t?


    I shrugged. Or well, that meant that I would have more women to have fun with. Who wouldn’t want to


    have fun with their alpha? Huh? Either way, it’s a win for me. Maybe having a rank less mate was not


    too bad after all. I leaned against my seat and decided to continue with the work. I must work hard to


    be on the top. What I do with thedies was something else.


    ***


    The next day, I arrived at the office at 9 am as usual. I had expected Cheryl to show my new PA her


    office and the work she would have to do, which I knew that Cheryl would do perfectly well. She had


    never let me down, and that was the whole reason I had kept her as my receptionist for thest three


    years. Ever since I had be alpha, my father had stepped down from this business as well and


    handed me the pack and the business, because he believed that needed it more than he did.


    I walked straight into my office and was satisfied to see Cheryl had done her work perfectly. She had


    instructed my new to start her work in the room next to mine. I knew she was in there just by the scent.


    But the scent was just too much for me. I ended up walking right into her cabin and staring at her back.


    Today her hair was pinned up, exposing the little skin that her shirt revealed on her chest.


    When she realised that I was at the door, she hurriedly stood up and bowed in respect. I felt the urge to


    roll my eyes. However, instead, I walked right up to her and pinned her against the wall. My wolf was


    going haywire in my head, making it hard for me to focus.


    She looked scared shitless. But I couldn’t care less.


    “S ..sir......” She stuttered.


    “Shhhh.” I hushed and closed the distance between us. I just wanted a kiss. I wanted to know how she


    tasted. My wolf was whimpering and growling in my head, craving for her touch. But a sharp blow in


    between my legs made me howl in pain and stagger back. She had kneed my balls? What the hell!


    “Oh my, I’m so sorry.” She came to my assistance as I tried to recover from her blow in my sensitive


    area.


    “What the hell was that? You are my mate for heaven''s sake!” I bellowed out, in anger and frustration.


    She was visibly shaken up and worried by my outburst.


    I was able to gather myself quickly, thanks to being a werewolf. I brushed her hands away, and I was


    rather harsh at it. But I was irritated not to mention offended that I was denied by my mate. No one, not


    one she wolf had ever denied me in the past.


    “You know what? Mate?” I spat the words. “If you don’t do what I want, I will snatch it away.”


    “I....but....it shouldn’t be like this.....” she stammered.


    Scoffing, I left her in the cabin. Who cared about how she thought it was supposed to be like? Not me


    for sure.