chapter 2

CHAPTER 2

A YEAR LATER

/Dennis's Point of View/

The telephone rang, distracting me from the task at hand but I ignored it. My fingers grasped a handful of brunette hair belonging to the hot model on her knees. I groaned as her tongue ran across my tip. Slowly, her warm mouth engulfed my length, giving it a good suck.

The damn phone rang again.

"Fuck" I cursed under my breath and picked up the call. "What?!"

"Where are you?" My brother, Derrick's voice came through from the other end of the line.

"I'm busy" I replied, trying not to breathe too heavily.

There was a brief silence on the other end before Derrick laughed. "Don't tell me you're getting a blow job"

"Idiot! What do you want?" I didn't bother denying it, cause it was true.

He chuckled, then continued. "Mom has organized a party and she wants us to come"

I rolled my eyes. How typical of our mother to make spontaneous decisions, yet expect everyone to accept them. "What time is the party?"

"Eight O'Clock". Derrick answered.

"I'll meet you guys there." I hung up before he could say something stupid. Derrick was the youngest of us three although we are triplets and only three minutes apart.

I looked down at the girl whose name I can't even remember. "See you some other time".

She looked up at me. "But you haven't-"

"Don't worry about that, you should go," I said in an authoritative voice that the omega obeyed without further questions.

She got up, got dressed, and dashed out of my office. I was no longer in the mood, any news about my mother made my belly churn, and such a feeling hardly goes well with sex.

I quickly zipped up my pants and buckled my belt. My eyes darted to my Rolex wristwatch: 6 Pm. I had two hours to get ready for whatever shenanigan my mother had planned. I gathered my necessary belongings and headed out of my office, passing my assistant's desk on the way.

"Good night, Mr. Wesley!" She greeted, looking up from the computer on her desk

"Good night, Helen" I made my way down to my place. All my plans for tonight would have to be canceled.

***

The paparazzi buzzed as our car rolled up in front of the party venue, popularly known as the Castle. I stepped out of the car in my black designer suit. Daniel and Derrick wore similar designs, making it hard to tell us apart. We were identical in everything, that was our way of confusing the nosy press. To the rest of the world, the Wesley brothers were Playboy billionaires, and we liked keeping it that way.

We went straight into the building, ignoring the group of girls swooning over us. I was curious to know what the special occasion was that made my mother host a red carpet-event.

Despite her annoying behavior, my mom's ability to host breathtaking events was second to none. The ballroom walls were white, and the floors glistened like the surface of a lake. Glass chandeliers hung from the ceiling. Around thirty guests had already arrived. Each table had at least two chairs surrounding it. Smooth music played in the background, creating a warm and groovy ambiance.

Mom emerged from the small cluster of people gathered at the end of the hall—and sauntered toward us. She wore a blue dress that matched the color of her eyes. "My wonderful sons". She grinned and kissed each of us on the cheek. "Welcome."

"What is this party for, Mom?" Derrick asked the question on my mind.

She chuckled. "Oh relax a bit, will you? Can't a mother worry about her sons?"

Daniel, Derrick, and I shared a look.

"What is going on here?" I asked more firmly.

"Fine." She raised her hands like she had been caught. "I know that you boys have been taking care of everything and being great leaders of the Red Moon Pack, but a time has to come when you will choose a mate."

"What the heck, Mom? I can't believe you dragged us out here just to say this". Daniel groaned in frustration.

She placed her hands on her waist. "Oh, come on... the playboy persona has gone on for far too long now, it's time you boys settle down."

"I told you I don't want a mate!" I argued back, ignoring the people who were nosing into our conversation.

She scanned my face. "And why wouldn't you want one?"

"Well, for starters, having a mate didn't end well for Dad, did it?" I retorted.

I could see the light slowly fade from her eyes. She looked down for a second and returned her gaze to me. "It wasn't my fault-"

"You getting romantically involved with another alpha and causing a war that led to my father's demise, is not your fault?" I scoffed. "Whatever."

"I know you hate me for that, but please, just mingle with the omegas. They are all from reputable families and packs. Think about your father's legacy at least." After saying this, she walked away.

That was when I realized that the entire guests were made up of females; omegas mostly. They were each beautiful but I don't care. Anything that concerns my mom does not concern me.

"Come on guys, I'm going home," I said to Derrick and Daniel.

"We're coming too". They chorused.

As we were heading for the exit, my eyes caught sight of the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. The world around me froze and started to disappear.

Who is this girl?

She had the prettiest smile, blonde hair that fell over her shoulders. Her silver dress hugged her striking hourglass figure and flowed down to her heels. Those green eyes stopped on us as she accessed all three of us. She walked in our direction.

I never felt the need to talk to girls because they often threw themselves my way before I could say a word. But for the first time, I was worried about making a good impression. In my mind, I prepared the words I was going to say, but as she drew closer, those words seemed to disappear into thin air.

She stood in front of me, those big eyes glared at me. "You're in my way, MOVE!!!"