Unexpected Destined Mate

"And this is all your fault!"

Alex allowed himself to lower his eyes from her face distorted with anger to Amelia's gorgeous chest and enjoy her view. Whatever you say, she always knew how to dress properly. The man had never seen her in tight and short dresses that young she-wolves like to wear, but, let's face it, even in a robe the girl always looked sexy.

The aroma of ripe strawberries emanating from the girl filled the entire room. Alex inhaled it with pleasure and looked into Amelia's eyes.

"I am Alpha, Amelia. And Alpha of a large Pack," he said, releasing a bit of his power. "I don't have time to monitor the moral behavior of a girl, even if she is the only daughter of my friend. Besides, as I remember, all financial affairs in your pack are still in the hands of your grandfather, and I have not communicated with him for many years."

The girl pushed herself away from the table and straightened up, crossing her arms, which further emphasized her magnificent chest in all respects. "Damn! This is all I need!" Alex cursed, feeling how his groin was getting tight.

"I don't believe you," the girl said, looking straight at him.

Alex suddenly felt very angry, but not at the girl, but at himself. The excitement, despite his wishes, did not subside, but on the contrary, grew stronger. He wanted to squeeze the small body standing in front of him in his arms and enjoy her warmth.

But he couldn't! He wouldn't mind spending one night with her, but he knew it would not end there. He did not feel his mate in her, but he wildly desired her whenever she appeared in his field of vision.

Amelia was the embodiment of sensuality, which she used successfully. Alex often wondered: how many wolves were lucky enough to possess this little she-wolf? Or was it more likely that she possessed them? After all, this little devil knew how to live life to the fullest and did not see any problems in it. Until today.

"Well?" she asked belligerently. "Don't you want to tell me anything?"

If it weren't for their friendship, which eventually came to naught, Alex would not have tolerated such a tone. Now, seeing before him not a fatal seductress, but a little girl who was stubbornly trying to find a way out of a not-very-favorable situation for her, he understood one thing - she was too vulnerable, but skillfully hid it.

The man closed his eyes tiredly and said in a barely audible voice: "What answer do you want to hear from me?"

The little shrew flew up to Alex like a fury and, leaning her hands on the armrests of the chair, exhaled furiously:

"You're kidding, right? You're behaving like this on purpose, right? Alex, you know perfectly well what we should have done six months ago! There are only two weeks left, otherwise the money will be irretrievably lost!"

At the mention of our grandfathers' will, Alex grimaced. If Amelia's grandfather was still alive and could change it, then, unfortunately, his had long since rested in the ground. The man was not against marriage as such, but he was not going to marry this flirt!

Alex had been looking for a way out of this situation for a long time. He constantly consulted with lawyers, but it was all in vain. The will of a deceased relative cannot be challenged in court. If Alex doesn't marry Amelia by the end of the month, then a third of the movable and immovable assets will go to the pack of northern wolves. And this cannot be allowed. He will have to marry this flirt, but at the same time set his conditions.

The man thought for a moment, and taking a pen in his hand, began to tap on the tabletop. For him, the loss of assets was not as terrible as it seemed at first glance. He had enough money. But he, as the pack's alpha, is obliged to take care of his wolves, who have lived on the disputed lands since birth.

"It turns out," he said, rocking in his chair and tapping his pen on the table, "you want me to recognize you as my mate?"

The office fell into a deafening silence. The man felt Amelia's wolf bare her teeth and growled at his words.

"To be honest, no. But I want my money!" They belong to me from birth, not to my grandfather! This is my mother's money, which she left to me after her death.

Alex smiled to himself. Well, that's it, the girl fell into a trap and now she will do everything to get it. But for this she needs him.

"You will accept me as your mate on the coming moonlit night, Alex."

The girl was nervous. If Alex had no reason to follow the lead of his relatives, then Amelia had no choice but to obey.

"Or else? What will you do if I refuse?" he stretched his lips into a smile, looking at her with superiority.

The young girl, who had been pacing the office until that moment, froze and turned to the man. She did not notice how she licked her lips and bit them slightly.

"As usual, you got it all wrong, Amelia," Alex grinned. "Why don't you try your skill on me? Who knows, maybe I'll like you and you'll be able to persuade me?"

Alex and Amelia have had a hard time standing each other since childhood. If he, as the future Alpha of a large pack, tried to restrain himself, then Amelia took full advantage of this.

Sometimes her pranks not only enraged the young wolf cub but led to aggression, from which the household suffered. Having grown up a little, the girl began to actively show him signs of attention, actively seducing him, which amused his relatives, but not him.