Submitting To My Mate's Father-in-law Novels & Stories

Oliver looked at his phone, -On it boss, should be completed in an hour- Oliver texted back, -Also type up a contract for Victoria Halls to be my submissive- few seconds, a thumbs up. “Once we’re done at the club, he’ll have your credentials. We can go back to my apartment and get everything settled. You can change your mind at any point.” “Thanks,” mumbled Raven. “Will they believe you?” “What do you mean?” “Everything I’m learning about you, will they really believe you want to be part of their club?” Raven turned back to look at him. “They always mentioned I would one day follow in my father’s footsteps, if anything, these men love being right,” Oliver shook his head disgusted.

“We need to go see someone today. My future mother-in-law.” I couldn’t stop the laugh that bubbled out of me. “Future mother-in-law? Wow, you’re moving fast, Romeo.” “I don’t see the point in wasting time. We need to tell her that we are soulmates and will be together and give her perfect grandbabies.” “Can you be any cheesier?” I said with a mock groan, a smile tugging at the corners of my lips. Peter pulled me closer until my head rested against his chest. It was just us, wrapped in a bubble of warmth.

Pushing further would create a diplomatic problem my father was already warning me about daily. So I stopped pushing in that direction and started thinking about a different angle. One that did not require her cooperation. My father was behind his desk when I came in. He looked up from whatever he was reading and said, "You have that look." "I have a plan," I said. "Sit down," he said. I sat and said, "I need to make the mating ceremony official and announce it publicly." He looked at me for a long moment. "You want to announce a mating ceremony with a woman who is currently living outside your territory under another family's protection?"

How then did I become his mate? "I'm not your mate, at least not yet. We are still strangers as we speak. And I understand your point in sharing your problem with me, but is there no better way than doing what you did?" I wasn't taking it, he just had to know I am not yet his. If I am to reject him because of Father tomorrow, then it wouldn't be right if I started playing roles. That was why I had wanted to speak with Dad first. Things had to be decided before I did a thing.

I hear a scream in the room, but I am not sure if it is from me. Hours later, at the crack of dawn, I am sheathed in his arms, staring up at his flawless face. My brain nudges at me, as the familiarity I didn’t realize last night begins to return. My eyes widen as I push off him suddenly. I just had sex with my mate's father. Alpha Kael, the Alpha of the Mystic Hollows Pack. This is all Aiden's plan. I can't believe I was so foolish as to fall for it. Slipping out of bed, I try to find my clothes on the floor, but come up with nothing. I remember he took them off in the living room and I make to go out.

“Only a woman, a mate, could distract someone as much as you’ve been distracted lately.” I look at the paperwork on my desk. I’ll admit, to myself, that I’m distracted. But that doesn’t mean that the pack has suffered. “Do you have a concern that you feel needs to be addressed, father?” Any other reason to ask me about a possible mate is personal. Since he already pissed me off, I’m not going to give him anything. If he had come to me as a concerned father, possibly excited that I might have found my mate, then this conversation could have gone differently. But that’s not what he did.

she muttered mostly to herself, tugging her hair like she was going crazy. I bit back a laughter at her dramatic reaction. “And….” I drawled out. "And?" she pressed. "My mate," I added. My mother's face contorted in confusion. "Mate?" she repeated. I nodded. "It means we're meant to be together," I explained. "Bound by something deeper than love," I added. My mother's gaze dropped, her mind reeling. "This is too much," she whispered. I squeezed her hand. "I know," I said.

“Are you trying to collapse again?” I nearly jumped, and tripped over a small stone. The man standing a few feet away was tall and broad shoulders and wearing shorts and nothing else. His dark hair fell just above his eyes, and the way he looked at me made me look away. It was my step father-in-law, Damian Blackwell. “I… I—” I stammered and straightened my back, trying to appear stronger than I felt. “I don’t need a babysitter.” “You’re out here in the cold,” he said, taking a few steps closer. “You’re going to hurt yourself.”

' I asked because I am still confused. 'Yes, Alex.' they said in unison. I let out a sigh, then glanced at Azrael and looked to my mother. "Azrael wished for you to be his mate and no one else. And if I remember it correctly, you also wished to be Azrael's mate. How could I decline the wish of my beautiful daughter?" my mother said with a little teasing. My face flushed red as I remember my wish. I coughed and pretended I didn't remember it. Mother shook her head while laughing. I couldn't look at Azrael. I heard him giggle slightly. I'm so embarrassed. Well, I guess I have nothing to hide since my mother spilled my secret to my mate.

He motioned for me to take a seat across from him, and I obliged, nervously fidgeting with the hem of my shirt. "What is it, Valeria?" he asked, his gaze focused on me. I hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to broach the subject. Finally, I gathered my thoughts and spoke, the words tumbling out in a rush. "I... I met someone, Father. Someone who has had a profound impact on me. I... I believe he may be my mate." My father's eyes widened in surprise, and he leaned back in his chair, processing my revelation. He seemed taken aback, his face a mask of concern and hesitation.