Wolves of Roma

Prince of Roma- Chapter 3

Chapter 3
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Alex groaned.

His body was sore due to the exertions of their so called prince, he was not beneath considering mutiny. This has been the story for the last two months, since he walked away from his mate.

God only knew why?!

All he said that she asked for time.

That idiot!

He goes barbaric on her and bites off her neck and claims her without her consent and suddenly he had to go all uptight and gentlemen.

If only they would have stuck around for a few days, Evy would have got her wolf and then it would not take a lot of coxing from a mate to make her lift tail.

But noooo!

He had to honor her word and shit and because of that they had been jumping around the world in hoops, busy building alliances but also conducting extensive training sessions with their ally's, every single pack they would visit they would have a friendly sparring competition, getting in to shape as he called it, which meant relentless physical exercise and activity where you would almost drop unconscious with exhaustion by end of day.

In the last two months that had visited Africa, Asia busy forging alliances and strengthening their existing ones and now currently were cooling their heels in Brazil, luckily their trip to Brazil was of human nature, Maxwell was here on a business trip, to oversee one of their holdings.

The Roma family apart from being werewolf royalty was also one of the biggest business houses in the world. Via their private equity firms they controlled companies across the globe and Brazil was one of many countries in which they had their presence. So while Maxwell was busy they had some reprieve.

He knew what Maxwell was doing, not that he didn't. Maxwell was keeping his mind off his mate and exerting his wolf so much that he would not have time to breathe, think or even trying to wrestle for control with him. He could only imagine what the separation was doing to him and his wolf.

He had not expected it to last this long, he expected someone from Evelyn's pack to knock some sense in to her about what she was doing to her mate, it did not happen. So, finally he took matters in to his own hand, he had called Nick and given him a piece of his mind. If Nick was as invested as he claimed he was in the welfare of his pack members, it was in his best interest to ensure that these two knuckle heads got together as soon as possible.

All they had to do was get them in close proximity and he was sure, nature, the mate bond and hormones would do the trick.

He would not mind Maxwell exerting all that energy on his mate if that meant getting him off their backs. He immediately blanched at that thought, he was not completely over the fact the Evy was Maxwell's mate, the irony did not escape him! Of all the people in this world...

"So what do you think?" Maxwell's voice broke him out of his revive.

"Huh?" Alex said looking at him lost.

"Where were you?" Maxwell asked, knowing that Alex was zoned out.

"Anywhere but here!" he disgruntledly grumbled.

Maxwell narrowed his eyes at Alex "Are you saying capturing the man who is responsible for my father's death is not important?" his tone was challenging. Maxwell had been droning on about a plan they had revisited a thousand times before his mind wandered in to la la land.

Alex looked him squarely in the eye, one of the very few people who could do that to him "I am not saying that. What I am saying is that what you are doing is not going to help. We already have folks in place doing exactly that" he sighed expiated.