chapter One

Wyatt

Alpha Wyatt Harris stood in front of the full-length mirror in his bedroom, staring at himself. He ran his fingers through his dark hair and laughed at his reflection. He looked like a 50's gangster straight out of a low-budget film in his black three piece suit. He removed his jacket, tossing it onto his bed, then removed his tourses. Instead, he went to his closet and got out a pair of blue jeans and a button-up shirt.

Once he was satisfied with the fit, he moved to his bed and sat down to put on his boots. At the age of twenty-seven, he was the oldest unmated Alapha in the territory. He could have long ago taken a chosen mate he had she-wolves, throwing themselves at him every day. But that's not what he wanted. He wanted his fated mate. Sometimes, he felt as though Selene had somehow forgotten about him.

He knew an Alpha, and his pack needed their Luna. She was the one who brought balance and sanity to their caious. His pack was large, one of the biggest in the southern region. They were strong and loyal but definitely a little rough around the edges they needed the special touch of a Luna to smooth them out. Not to mention the hell his wolf, Jaxs, gave him over not being mated yet

Because of Jaxs protests about him having radom affairs it had been almost a year since he'd had sex and his dick twitched at the thought of getting into some wet hot pussy tonight. He understood his wolf's frustration, and Jaxs was his best friend, but tonight, he would just have to be pissed at him a man had needs after all. He rose to his feet and grabbed his wallet from his dresser.

Opening the drawer, he grabbed a couple of condoms slipping them into one of the folds before tucking it into his back pocket. Just because he wanted to fuck didn't mean he had any intentions of spilling his seed into any woman other than his mate. Jaxs growled at him and receeded to the back of his mind. He didn't really expect these trips into the human world to result in him finding his mate. But he had to keep trying she wasn't just going to appear to him out of thin air.

Tonight's adventure would take him to a new gentleman's club that had recently opened up. His Beta Jack and his Gamma Archie would be accompanying him. Jack was mated to Pearl, a sweet young woman who was carrying their first pup. Archie was a chic magnet. All he had to do was speak to a female, and her panties would get wet. At least with Archie as his wingman, he was sure to get laid. Wyatt opened his door and headed downstairs. There, he was met by Jack, Pearl, and Archie.

Pearl was the first to speak. "Alpha Wyatt, please don't keep Jack out too late." she said, rubbing her swelling belly. "This little one won't let me sleep without his or her daddy snuggled up to us." she smiled sweetly up at Jack.

Wyatt automatically felt guilty. He knew Jack was only going with them for security purposes. He had much rather spend his evening with Pearl. "I promise he will be home before midnight." He said, returning her smile.

"But we won't!" Archie said, giving a devilish grin.

Carlton, his butler, appeared in the foyer. "Alpha Wyatt, the car is ready. Will you be needing a driver?"

"No, Jack will be back bringing the car back early."

With that, Jack kissed Pearl on the forehead, and the three men walked out of the packhouse and got into the car. Jack was driving Wyatt in the passenger seat and Archie in the back. On the way to the club, Archie was being Archie telling them dirty jokes. He was in the middle of the one about the three hookers on a bus when Jack pulled the black SUV into the parking lot of Hard Dick's.