I let out another silent whimper as I curled up tighter into myself. When will he stop this time? I already gave up wishing that he would finally kill me. He never has yet. He was too smart for that. ----- Jayden Parker had anything but a normal life. His mom passed in a freak accident when he was 7. That was 10 years ago now he is 17 but is very small for his age. He is 5'6 and under weight he has blondish red hair and is pale. He lives with his dad in a small rundown house on the outskirts of town. He is constantly abused by his father for small mistakes and has turned to self harm to feel better. If that's not bad enough people at school calls him a freak and bullies him at school for being gay. He was also a voluntary mute and hasn't spoke for 6 years. ----- Ethan Davis is alphas son and soon to be alpha when he finds his mate on his 18th birthday. His pack is one I the largest in the U.S. and he has the pressure of running it but luckily he will have his mate by his side. That is if he finds him or her and gets their acceptance. What he didn't expect was his mate to be a weak mute boy that everyone bullies. How can he be the mate to an alpha and help run a pack that's so large?! - (WARNING don't read if you against boyxboy. This is for mature audiences as it will contain sexual content harsh words and self harm which may be a trigger for some people!!!)

"Good, you're early. Perfect. Come with me." From the tour Don gave me yesterday I knew he was taking me to the kitchen. I guess I'm about to find out why. "Make me that wicked cup of coffee you spoke about." God, his accent. "As you wish, sir," I said with a mock British accent. "And what flavor do you prefer?" I asked, looking at the variety of International Delight creamers. "Pick the one you like." His voice was smooth and soft as he said that. I couldn't stop myself from smiling or turning around to look at him. He had his butt resting against the counter. He had his arms crossed over his chest and one foot over the other as he watched me. I felt my breathing pick up at how sexy he looked. My God. He wore high water pants, this time green, and boat shoes instead of loafers. Someway somehow he managed to pull off a leather jacket with that outfit. I don't know much about fashion but I would not even dare to put those two together. I could tell he had really broad shoulders. An image flashed through my mind. I had my hands underneath his arms and my fingernails digging into his shoulder as he backed me up against a wall and wrap my legs around his waist, fucking me hard against the wall. Jesus Christ, I hope Tommy doesn't ask me about him again because he's going to be very pissed if I tell him I imagined my boss banging me against the wall.