A Mate For Dallas (Lone Star Pack 2)

The Bar is where we're at .

Lamar POV

Today was my first night on the job, I start my shift after 6, the bar wasn't crowded.

Guys and girls came into the bar and then shortly after that they left the bar, a few people came to the bar and took a seat, clearly they weren't new here because they order the regulars.

The thick white guy that had ginger long beard his head was rapped up in a bandana, he put his hand on mine holding me in his grip.

"So what's a person like you doing here?" he asked, "person like me!" I say to myself.

Does he mean my skin color or was it that I'm not a wolf like him, I really wanted to ask him.

Before I can could response to him a tall guy walked over and tapped him on his shoulder.

The redneck looked around, when he saw the guy behind him, he was clearly startle. "Hector why are you bothering this fine gentleman here" he said in his deep southern accent

But what had my body tinkling is how he said "fine,". God I'm so feeling him.

"Ah, Beta Dallas we just being neighborly wanting to know what this person of color is doing here," the guy name Hector says.

I feel flattered, "I'm a person of color we most be in the eighties" I think to myself.

"Well that's not your job now is it, I suggest you guys turn in for the night,"  The beta guy says.

Right after that Hector and his cronies leave, After they leave he turns around and smiles at me, "I'm sorry about them, I think sometime ago he was drop on his head as a baby,"he says as he uses his finger to jester to the exit where Hector just went through.

"Its okay, I get it. I'm something there no use to seeing so there curious, I'm black plus I'm a witch," I tell him.

He looks at me and raises his eyebrow, "Your a witch, can't reckon I've met a witch before but if there all like you I don't might meeting more of you," he says.

I was blushing, if I were a couple shades lighter, I would be red as a tomato.

"I'm half witch," I correct him, "how about you? What supernatural are you?" I ask him.

"I'm a wolf and the Beta of the pack here," he says smugly, this would usually turn me off but not with him.

"So are you gonna order or just flirt with me hold night?" I ask him.

"Can't I do both," he says while smiling at me. "You can try but I have other customers Beta," I reply to his comment.

"And here, I thought we had something special," he says with a sad face. I wanted to laugh, this is the most fun I've had with a guy, I just wanted to stay here with him the hold night but I'm on the clock.

"Give me something you recommend," he says, I give him a shoot of Gin with something special in their that would make the most strong wolf blood boil.

"So handsome are you gonna tell me your name?" He asks. Without replying I just walked away from him.

I severed some other customers but no matter where I went I could feel his eyes on me. I should be creep out, but no I was turn on,"What's wrong with me?" I ask myself.

After a while I felt his eyes leave my body, I could breath regularly again, his eyes alone got me asexually tense, just imagine if he lay his hands on my body.

Dallas

I was lonely at home, so I came to the bar my Aunt own, she was the meanest, hardest she wolf in our pack, I don't know how she got a kind mate like uncle Ben.

I enter the bar after 12, Hector and his goonies came in right after me, he was my third cousin, he was my grandma's nephew. He moved after his parents where killed by a swarm of vampires and was taken in my grandma.

Everyone knew he was a fool who like to give trouble, infact Texas says, "ever town needs a Hector," , that's why I didn't pay them any mind when they were being ruddy.

But when I looked in there direction and saw the most beautiful man in the world, his skin was the color of chocolate, those lips where plump and so kissable. I had to see more of him.

As I walk over to him my heartbeat increase, when I got over I growl at Hector. I could tell he was hassling my angel. After Hector left I took a seat at the bar.

He looked at me and I could see he was feeling what I'm feeling, he was my mate.

We flirted a little until he walked away, I just watched him everywhere he went. I knew he was a witch but still I didn't want to come off as been weird so I went out side to wait until he leaves to talk to him.

When I step out into the parking lot. I saw Hector and his friends by there motorcycles vomiting up like crazy.

I guess he most have hex them or put something in there drinks, the thought of that has me shivering.

After the back door is open I call after him, "hey handsome," I say stopping him in his steps.

What are your of the story so far, plus I want to introduce, drum roll please.

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