A Mate For Dallas (Lone Star Pack 2)

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Dallas POV.

My mate was something special he had one of the strongest wolf in our pack sick.

Hector might be a fool but he's no push over, I'm even feeling tipsy from one drink.

I want to play it cool, no need to scare him off with me declaring my love.

All I can think is to go in the bar and drag him back to my home, putting him under house arrest where only I can see his beauty.

I felt like a caveman, all my primal urges where taking over, "1,2,3......100," as I count to 100 hundred to calm myself.

I was standing adjacent to employee door when it was open, my mate step out with his bag pack.

He look so frigging hot! "Hey witch boy" I called out to him.

He looked around and looked at me, with a smile alone from him my wolf went into overdrive.

Still a little drunk, I ran over to him, "handsome what did you give Hector?" I ask him with a playful smile on my face.

"Hmm nothing much, just something to clean up his attitude," he says.

"Is that so," I respond, "well you don't need to be afraid, I put something different in your drink Beta," he says.

"So I get special treatment, I knew you like me," I said back to him.

"Please! Stop fooling your self, how old are anyway? " he ask.

"Old enough," I answer him as I uses my eyes to roam over his body and take in ever detail.

He walk towards me and held my hand, his skin was soft, my body started to burn. He must be filling it too because he closed those beautiful eyes of his.

"ESA DUMI, reveal what I've ask," he mumbles. He pulls his hand from mind, the lost of contact with him makes me in unhappy.

"Your too young, I don't date kids that are 23," he says.

I was surprised how did he know my age, then I remember that he's a witch, he most have got the information from me when we held hands

I felt cheated, "was that the only reason he held my hand" I wonder.

"So how old are you all knowing one," I ask, he just starts to laugh, I guess I still have it.

"Guess and I'll tell you," he says.
I don't know my about witches. " Are you a three hundred year witch, " I ask him.

He rolls his eyes at me and just giggles, " No you macho head stud I'm 27," he says.

"So I'm a stud," I say. "Is that all you heard?" he replied. "That was all that was important," I told him.

"Wow," he says. If he thinks being 3 years older than me will affect my decision in any way he's surely mistaken. He looks younger than me.

"Age doesn't matter my dad is 25 years older that his mate and get this his mate is 23 like me," I tell him.

"So people in your family go for older guys, kinky I like it." He says.

"So is that a yes? I ask him. " Sorry your a nice guy but I've already have one man already in my life," he states.

Devastated couldn't describe how I felt, he already loves someone, all kind of sinister thoughts went through my mind.

"I'm sorry for bothering you," I say and walk away.

Lamar's POV

I really need to get home to gray, but instead I'm in a parking lot taking to a stranger that I don't even no his name.

He was younger than I expected, I don't need someone immature in my life, so I tried to give him the cold shoulder.

He was tenacious if not anything else, I wanted to tell him all my secrets but I couldn't, its not mine to tell.

Gray is just a kid and I can't introduce him to hate, so I decided to lie to him, "I already have a man in my life," I tell him.

I could see he was hurt, I wanted to comfort him but he drew away from me and apologize and walked away.

I wanted to go after him and explain what I meant but I knew gray needed me so I drove my tired body home.