Chapter 3: Unexpected Coincidence

Raven shook her head, and brought up her knee, pushing him back. “Fine, I’ll leave.” Raven walked over to the coat rack grabbing her long jacket, tossing it on. She didn’t bother looking back at her damage.

Oliver watched her walk out, part relieved, part disappointed. He smelt her desire, she had wanted him also. He felt his wolf howl in despair, ‘It can’t be,’ mulled Oliver. Mates were things of legends, it’s been nearly a hundred years since there was a mated pair.

In that moment he had to know. He followed after her, but Claire showed up in the locker room. “There you are Oliver. Your father is requesting us.”

He looked to the door once more. If it’s meant to be, they will find each other again. His wolf growling in angry at his train of thought. ‘Hush. We’ll find her.’ Oliver followed Claire to his father’s office.

Once outside, Raven spotted a man smoking near the entrance of the gala. It was Leo. Raven contemplated following and killing, but the night was young, and he wouldn’t be heading home anytime soon. Raven walked over to him, leaving her coat open as she walked. He turned at the sound of her approach, a predatory smile graced his lips.

‘I’m going to ruin you baby.’ The whispered sentence from behind, as the side of her face rubbed against the grungy alleyway, each moment causing scrapes.

“You alright there, sweetheart?” Raven shook her head, Leo’s voice pulling her from the memory.

“I’m fine,” smiled Raven, sauntering over. “Think I can bum one of those off you?”

“Sure things, sweety,” he pulled a cigarette out of his jacket, and the lighter out of his pants pocket. He lit it for her in his mouth, then handed it over.

“Thanks.” Raven leaned against the railing and taking a puff.

“Hey, I know you.” Raven felt her body go cold. “You’re that girl Claire spilled the drink on.”

Raven gave an internal sighed, “That’s why I could really use this.”

Leo looked closer at her, eyeing her up and down, “I think I like this shirt better, this should be the new dress code.”

“It won’t be mine. I just got fired,” heaved Raven in mock disappointment. “And I really needed the money tonight.” Raven pushed off from the railing, and with a wave, “Thanks again for smoke.”

“Well hold up there, little lady.” Leo grabbed her arm. His tattoo peaked out, Raven felt herself shake. “Are you a tad cold? Come with me. You need money? I’m a generous man. Let me take you to the VIP room. We’ll treat you well there. And all you need to do is be your beautiful self, and pour some drinks, sit on a few laps. You’ll make triple what you would have made tonight.”

“That’s all?” Raven gave a gleeful smile.

“Unless you find it necessary to treat us some more for our generosity.” Leo winked at her, putting her arm in his. He took her back in and up to the VIP room. Raven felt disgusted, but this was what she had wanted. ‘Big boys talk, and they don’t care who’s in the room.’

Once up in the room Raven looked around, there were a few other women there, less dressed than her, collars around their neck, fear in their eyes, along with a slight users look. “Don’t worry darling. You only need to do what I mentioned. What’s your name?”

“Victoria.”

Leo clapped his hands, “Gentlemen this is Victoria, and she will be serving us tonight, please, be respectful to her, and she might just come back willingly.” Leo tugged on Raven’s jacket. “Let me take that for you. If you like what happens tonight, I mean what I say. You could make a lot coming here, even more if…” he let the implementation hang.

Raven nodded her head, “Thank you. I’ll do my best at serving.”

***

Oliver entered his father’s office with Claire. “What do you need father?” Stefen had his sleeves rolled up displaying his wolf tattoo and a Lotus. Their pack name. There were screens on the back wall displaying the VIP room, which Oliver despised. He’ll get rid of it one of these days, he already had plans started to do so. They were all rich and nasty bastards. Any chance he got, he’d give some of the girls money to run away and hide. Lately, they started noticing the girls leaving, and started keeping them closer.

 “I want you to start taking more responsibility in the pack. You are the next Alpha, and you need a Luna. I think it’s time you marry Claire, she is a strong wolf.” Oliver looked over at Claire, she was beaming from the praise.

“I’m not ready yet dad,” declined Oliver. “You planning to pass soon?”

Stephen growled, “How much longer do you want to push this off Oliver? You know once a wolf reaches a certain age, the next must claim the title.”

“Technically dad, you’ve got three more years. I’m really building up the business out here. The pack knows they can be lenient because of that. Now is not the time dad, maybe in two years.” Oliver turned to leave.

“We’re not done yet Oliver.” Oliver rolled his eyes, before turning to look at Stefen. “You will marry Claire, ensuring she is the Luna, with her as your Luna, she can start preparing the pack for your leadership.”

“And when do you wish for me to marry her?” Oliver had no plans to marry her soon, if at all. He needed to put things in place yet, before he rejects the pack. Having a Luna, would force him to stay in the pack.

“In two months,” clarified Stefen. “I have everything already set in motion.”

“No.” Oliver instantly declined. “That’s not enough time.” He looked back on the screen, something had caught his wolf’s attention. ‘Fuck, it’s that girl again.’  The need to protect her, surged through him. “We’ll discuss this later.” Oliver rushed out of the room.

Claire shut the door behind him, turning back around to face Stefen. She moved over to him and straddled his lap, Stefen was fuming. “That boy needs to get his shit in order.”

Claire began to unbutton his shirt, “You have everything under control sir,” she purred. “He has to marry me.” She began to rub his chest, kissing his scars, rocking on his already hard member that was begging to be released. “Do you think he suspects us?”

Claire reached for his buckle to undo. “You need to start making moves on him more, make him want you.”

“Won’t you get jealous sir,” Claire batted her eyelashes at him.

“No, I’ll just punish you later,” Stefen picked her up roughly and slammed her on the desk, ripping off her panties, shoving his cock into her hard and fast, enjoying her whimpers of pain and pleasure.