REJECTED: Hired to Breed

KILLIAN I turned off the car engine and got out of the car. My assistant, Colby stood beside the car with his hands clutched in front of him. I was dealing with a hangover and tossed him the car keys. "Tell them to postpone any meetings I have at the office. I need to rest today," I said to him while walking towards the front door. I was hungover from all the glasses of drinks I had the previous night from our drinking spree at the opening of my new club. All I needed was a cold shower and a long, long sleep and I was getting it for the whole of the day; work can wait. I removed my jacket and tossed it at him as well. "Er... Alpha..." Colby called following me. "Colby if it doesn't involve sexy women, don't tell me about it." "It's actually..." "No, no, I am not attending to anything today, my head needs to rest." "This is about..." "My signature on that document? I am sure it can wait till tomorrow." I put my hand on the

KARLA "What is wrong with her, doctor?" I inquired. Anastasia squeezed my hand gently. The doctor looked at me for a while. "Do you have a father or an elder I can talk to?" "I am twenty and the only one she got," I said, fighting the urge to roll my eyes. The doctor gave a long sigh. "I hope you take this well. We found out that your mother has so much alcohol and drugs in her system and needs to be clean. But the disheartening part is that she has stage 2 cancer of the lungs." "What?" Tears fell from my eyes. I know that my mom and I have not really been the best of friends, but she is still my mother, and I was not prepared to lose her. Anastasia put a hand on my shoulder as I sobbed in front of the doctor. A few minutes later, I was walking home with Anastasia to make some food. It was dark already when I got off work and we used a bushy track to get home faster. Nate did not care what happened at home. I will not get a complete salary at the

KILLIAN         “I cannot believe Mom went on another meeting again. She said I should meet her at the family house this Thursday, and now she is out of town,” I scoffed. Me and my Beta, Angelo, were walking out of my mother’s house and approaching the car. It was the day my mom asked me to meet her so that she could convince me to change my mind about finding my mate. Angelo trailed slowly behind me without talking. “Do you happen to know what she wanted to say?” I asked once we were by the car. No answer came from him, and I turned to see him flipping through his phone and smiling. I grabbed the phone from him. “Did you listen to one thing I just said?” Angelo was my childhood friend, and we had practically grown up together. His father was my father’s beta and was as rich as my father was. Our families were pretty close when we were younger. His parents were dead, and he was running his family company. Like me, he has not found his mate and is unbothered by it. He

KILLIAN I walked into my mother's living room with Angelo trailing behind me. Her attorney was there; Saxon was not there, but he was on a screen. My brows furrowed in confusion as I stared at him. "Why is he here?" I asked, looking at my mother. "He is in your father's will," replied my mother. "You are kidding, right?" My father had always threatened me with Saxon. He said he would give everything to Saxon if I did not live up to my responsibilities or get an heir to succeed me sooner. He pressured me to get married to Bella since I could not find a mate. All he wanted was for me to start a family, but I was not husband material and was not ready to make any marital vows now. "Shall we proceed?" Mr. Wallace, the family attorney, said I sat across from my mother, glaring at her while she ignored me like I was not even there. Something told me that this was not going to end well today. Mr. Wallace cleared his throat, opened his briefcase, and took out a file. "Your f

KARLA He pinned me to the wall of a penthouse elevator and took my lips with his. My breath was knocked out of me. He was a pro, and every part of me itched for him. He raised my hands and pinned them above my head, still kissing me, and I kept moaning without restriction this time because we were alone. I was about to lose my virginity, yet I was not nervous or having second thoughts. All I wanted was his touch. I wanted him to touch every part of me and fill me up to every inch. The elevator door dinged open, and he lifted me, wrapped my legs around his waist, and carried me into the penthouse, which was a wonder to behold. I could see the city stretched out from the floor-to-ceiling window and a thousand tiny scores of light from different households. The sight made it even more romantic. My mate might be arrogant and rude, but he accepted me, and with time, I know he will stop being so rude to me. He threw me on the bed, and that was when I got the chance to see the