The Mate You Give

Wealth, fame, power, Alpha Davien is the stereotypical playboy who has both the looks and commitment issues. Leading one of the most powerful packs in the whole of New York, life couldn't be much better for him. That was, till his father made an announcement that changed his all so perfect life. With his father stepping down from chairman and their company merging with their number one rival. Davien was left with no choice but to agree to a marriage between himself and the heir of their rivals to preserve the peace and keep his inheritance. Infamous for rejecting three mates in a row, Davien is certain that his so called marriage would end as miserably as any other of his entanglements. However, on the night of his engagement party to Silvia, the eldest daughter and heir to the company, a surprise guest arrives at the event. Kian Saint. The nineteen year old rebel son of the rival company, rumoured to have gone to prison abroad and was deported. Tension rises when Davien and Kian both discover that they're actually each other's mates! Determined not to lose his inheritance, Davien offers Kian a large sum of money with the intention of rejecting the mate bond. Things go south when Davien hears what Kian has to say... "Do I look stupid? Why should I accept this small amount when I can become your husband and have all your money to myself?" Conflicted, he tries to approach Silvia but is left stunned at what she has to say. "I'll admit, I'm a bit shocked myself, but I'm glad Kian has a mate! As long as you keep my brother happy, I won't run your company into the ground." Left with no other choice, the playboy Davien marries an omega seven years younger!

Riceballs_25 · LGBT+
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267 Chs

Chapter 246

Kian's P. O. V

I turned the key into the door, and pushed the door open. My chest was heavy as my feet stepped into the living room. I was going to do it, I had decided how I was going to spend my life.


Keith voiced out in just as much stun as I was, he was dressed in a black tight fitting turtle neck that accentuated his muscles, and a high waist grey pant, that hugged his slim waist and highlighted his broad shoulders. His blonde hair was packed into a messy bun, with some loose strands falling to the side of his face. And, in his right hand was a copy of my favorite thriller novel.

He gently dropped the book on the center table, "What are you doing—"

I didn't let him finish speaking, I didn't want anything to change my mind. I sauntered over to him mid speech and wrapped my arms around him in a passionate hug.