The Rise of the Fallen Queen

Chapter 34

CHAPTER 34

Rogue Lands...

Mona sat quietly at her desk contemplating her life and current affairs. She took a deep breathe as her wolf paced antsy and unsettled in her mind. The contract she was currently putting together was breaking her heart.

Flashback...­­­­

Dameon growled. He and his wolf hated to see her cry. "Don't listen to them. You're bigger than the average twig but you're not 'fat.' You're perfectly thick in all the right places."

Mona closed her eyes as she tried to still her sputtering heart.

"You're a gorgeous chocolate mocha. Sometimes I want to touch your skin to see if it's as silky soft as it looks." Dameon spoke with a softness in his voice that hinted at something more intimate, as his eyes traced to smooth contours of her face. "AND you're as beautiful on the inside as you are on the outside. You're patient and kind. You put up with me and my shit. But you won't stand for any bullshit. I like you a lot. As for your mate, well he would be a stupid fucking moron to reject you." He hesitated a brief second before asking, "Did he reject you?"

The bell above the door of the little ice cream shop. Ms. Sheila, a local business woman who had the distinction of running the local gentlemen's club and massage parlor, came into the ice cream parlor with a much younger man when she spotted Dameon.

Rushing over, she apologized for Chantel and asked if Dameon was still interested in a surrogate. Mona was floored but forced herself to remain calm. Ms. Sheila then offered one of the other women that worked for her as a substitute while assuring him that the potential candidate was "clean" and knew how to keep her mouth shut.

Dameon hesitated, his eyes met Mona's briefly before he nodded and asked Ms. Sheila to send him the details. She then informed him that the unknown woman would be ready to begin in two weeks before walking off.

Mona stood after the older woman left to pay for her companion's ice cream. "I have to get back to work."

"Why?" Dameon asked, reluctant to lose her company. His wolf growled in agreement. "It's not like your boss will be there." He said with a mischievous smile.

"My Boss has fourteen stacks of paperwork to read over when he gets back and I have to make sure that everything is in order."

Dameon groaned. "Wwwhhhyyy? Monica, sweetheart, angel... please don't make me sit in that horrible office and read all those boring words. Let's ditch!" He begged with puppy dog eyes.

Mona rolled her eyes to cover her wolf's purring at being called "sweetheart" and "angel" by her mate. "I already filled out the forms. You just have to look over everything and sign."

Dameon perked up immediately. "Really?"

Mona sighed. "Come on. We'll be done in two hours if we leave now."

"Perfect. By the way I need you to draw up a contract. I'll have an outline together later."

End of Flashback...

Now here she sat with a list of requirements for the potential surrogate to sign. It was a hard bitter lump in her throat. Her wolf, Mikala, snarled, "It should be us mounted and pupped not this bitch!"

Mona continued to type out the words while trying to hold the tears at bay.

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Dameon was spending a lot more time in his office. But today he had to go out and check on several issues starting at the hospital. Consulting with several of the doctors and nurses then checking on patients took several hours. By the time he was done, his wolf wanted to go back to the office.