His Plump Mate (by Buchanan) novel Chapter 1

Alpha Austin POV

Damn it! That fucker Cullen is really pissing me off lately. This is the third time this month that greedy bastard has attacked my pack, trying to get our gem mines. I give him credit for trying, but I’m too mean a bastard to let anyone try to take what’s mine, and believe me, Blackstone Pack and everything in it, is mine.

“Renz, have the patrols secured the borders?” I mind-link my Beta. Lorenzo is my beta but also my best friend since childhood. No one knows me better and no one understands my the way I think, like he does. When you grow up next to the same person and go through everything from adolescence to puberty to adulthood, you can’t help but know that person like the back of your hand.

“Yeah Alpha. Borders are secured. The patrols said that bastard Cullen came in charging with 40 of his warriors. With only 3 guards are patrol, some of the territory's fences were damaged. I’m getting orders in for the materials to rebuild now, and it should be here in the morning.”

With so many attacks by that bastard this month, a lot of repairs must be made. It’s a good thing that my pack is one of the wealthiest in the southwestern region. It’s also the reason why that prick wants my gem mines.

“Keep me updated. Triple the patrols tonight and over the next week. We need to make sure everything is reinforced before we can drop down the patrols.” I told him.

“Already done Alpha. Patrols will be tighter than a she-wolf’s first time.” I could hear the smirk on his face, like he knew that was what I was going to want. “By the way, are you still going out with Ceraline tonight?”

“What are you talking about?” I can’t stand Ceraline. That she-wolf has been vying for the Luna position for the last 5 years. I’m not in the least bit interested in her. She’s not my fated mate. Don’t get me wrong. At 30 years old, I’ve been searching for my mate since becoming Alpha 12 years ago, but even a man has needs. I’ve had women that were a form of release for me, but I never have been with the same woman twice. I enjoyed their company for an hour or so and then we both go our own separate ways, neither party wanting anything more than a good time without commitment. I always use protection too. I’ll be damned if a woman tries to force me into a mate bond or claim I’m the baby’s daddy.

I try to be the southern gentleman my mama raised me to be, but seriously, I wouldn’t touch Ceraline with a stolen dick. She is just bad news all the way around. The only reason I keep her around is because I told my late father’s Beta, when he was on his deathbed, that I would look out for his daughter. Somehow, she morphed “looking out for his daughter” into “making his daughter my Luna”. That’s NEVER going to happen. The only woman that will be my Luna is my fated mate.

“Well, she was saying that you and she were going on a date tonight to see a show. She is saying you arranged everything. Are you trying to give her a private show Alpha?” as my beta tries to keep a straight face.

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