My New Mate (Complete)

Chapter 4: My Alpha Mate

A/N: this chapter does get a little naughty ; )

Derrick

I nod listening to what Charles is saying about the new shipment. As I go to say something I hear a commotion outside of the conference room. Everyone knows I don't like to be interrupted so who's causing this fucking trouble in my building.

"You can't go in there!" Jess yells.

"You asshole!" my mate yells busting into the room.

I clench my jaw trying to keep my anger at bay. Of course it'd be him causing trouble around my building. Everyone else knows better than to do such a stupid thing. My mate will sure know about my rules and respect soon enough. He barged into my building and into the conference room while an important meeting is taking place. It's a sure sign of disrespect showing his lack of intelligence. Though looking him over in his navy suit makes it hard for both my wolf and I to be angry too long. It shows off his defined muscles in ways that I both love and hate. Fuck me!

"Excuse me Charles" I say getting up. I grab Kyle dragging him out the conference room back to my office. I slam the door shut before facing him. "What did I say about respect?" I growl.

"Fuck you, where were you last night?" he asks pissed.

"I had business to attend to. Next time don't barge into my meeting acting like a child because you didn't get what you want."

"What business?"

"My business now go back to your office and I can go to my meeting."

"No, we're not done."

"We are done, now."

I walk out my out my office going back to the conference room. I can't believe he came to my office acting like a child throwing a tantrum. If he expected me to give in giving him attention he had another thing coming. Mates are more trouble than what they are worth. Once my meeting is over I walk back into my office to see Kyle lying on my lounge chair. He has to be the most annoying mate in existence. I sit at my desk not bothering to acknowledge his presence. He deserves the punishment for acting like a brat. Yeah, I didn't have anything to do last night but who told him he owned me. I don't just show up to his place because he told me too. That isn't how this was going to work out at all. Though it was moderately painful not to listen and show up at his place but I dealt with it. I tell people when to show up to things not the other way around, not even for my mate. Why is he still here? He should be at his office doing actual work like a grown-up. Jess walks into the room eyeing my sulking mate before looking at me. I stare at her blankly and she giggles sitting in front of my desk.

"Brent is here asking for lunch" she says grinning.

I can't help but to chuckle. "Tell him we don't feed mutts."

"Now is that anyway to treat me?" I hear him say walking into the room.

Brent's Puerto Rican wavy hair has been cut into a low fade since the last time I saw him and he has light stubble on his strong jaw. He's in a gray suit with a black tie, his hazel eyes dancing with humor. He takes a seat next to Jess in front of my desk.

"Yeah after you left my ass."

He laughs, "To help your sorry ass."

There's a growl and they both look over at my mate before turning to me. Brent raises his eyebrows grinning and I roll my eyes. They just think they are fucking hilarious today. They don't understand how much of an annoyance it is dealing with my mate.