Resisting My Mate (Book 2 of the Complicated Mates series) Editing

Chapter 2

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Ashtyn

These mixers were every unmated wolves dream. To be able to surround ourselves with so many unmated she wolves was like Cristmas to young horny guys like myself. Yeah, the girls were all hoping they would meet their mate at one of these things, and if we were lucky enough to dodge that bullet, then we were available to console those who hadn’t found theirs, with a little comforting in the sheets. True, many of them were the ‘wait for my mate’ types who wouldn’t put out no matter how hard you tried to convince them it would make them feel better, but there were a few who were so disappointed at not finding their happily ever after’s that they become easy targets, and I never missed my mark.

Spotting a familiar blonde across the room brought to mind another group of girls that could always be counted on for a good time, pack sluts. These were the girls that every male wolf knew he could go to if he struck out with the heart broken ones. These girls had no plans to save themselves for their mates, they wanted one thing and one thing only, status. The ability to say they’ve been with or plan on being with one of the hottest guys at the mixer was all they needed to spread their legs. Being that my best friend Josh, who just so happens to be a future Alpha, and myself, his future Beta, were pretty blessed in the looks and build department, not to mention we were next in line to lead our pack, we never lacked for female company.

As I scanned the growing crowd, searching for my friend, my eyes once again landed on the blonde, Tiffany. She was a member of our pack, and pretty much a regular lay of mine. I knew she secretly hoped she’d be more, and had hinted at it on more than one occasion, but that wasn’t gonna happen. I should probably cut her loose, but the sex was too damn good to give up right now. Still, I needed to make it more clear to her that what we have is temporary. I may be a player, and I can’t deny the fact that I enjoy sex just as much as the next hormonal male, but as surprising as it may be I respect the beliefs of a mate. When I find mine, I plan on cleaning up my act and devoting myself to her completely. My parents have always told me how important and special a mate is. They’ve stressed how much stronger you are when you have the love and support of them by your side. My parents were proof of what a good mating is, and I wanted that for myself one day. Just not so soon.

At least I knew if I didn’t obtain any new bed partners tonight, I could rely on Tiffany to handle my needs. I felt my body getting excited just thinking about it. I shook myself of those thoughts, and realized I hadn’t even started to size up the females here tonight, I continued my search for my partner in crime, and finally found him making his way toward me with a few people I didn’t recognize following him. He said he was going to find his cousin so we could finally meet. The way he talked about this girl you would assume they were siblings, that’s how close they were. He even went so far as to give me the ‘hands off’ lecture when it came to her. Based on what some of the other guys have told me, she’s a hottie, or more specifically majorly bang-able, but of course this was all said out of Josh’s earshot or those guys would be crippled for life right now. Josh is very protective of his cousin, and I wouldn’t be stupid enough to mess with her because if she’s family to him, she’s basically family to me. I was anxious to meet her, and see for myself just how bang-able she was.

“Josh, I was wondering where my wing man went. Come on, times a wasting. We got some babes to round up.” I called out to him as he approached our table.

He laughed before stepping to the side. I was expecting his cousin to be a looker, based on what the guys said, but I was in no way prepared for the beauty that stood before me, nor the intoxicating lavender scent that invaded my senses and had my wolf growling MATE.

As I stood there stunned, I was able to rake my eyes from the top of her raven colored hair to the tips of her sexy black heels and back again. The word beautiful wasn’t sufficient enough to describe the goddess before me. My wolf howled with pride, highly satisfied with the mate that fate had picked for us, and as cliché as it may seem, I fell in love at first sight and scent.