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Owen

"Hey, Owen, I need this weekend off."

It's Rachel asking for time off, again. I roll my eyes. "Why do you need time off?"

"Because it has been a rough few days, and I think I deserve it. Don't you think so, daddy?" She looks at me through her lashes and gives me the dumbest pouty face. I shake my head. "Fine, I want to hang out with my roommate. We are going to visit her twins grave."

"You want me to let you off work so you can go with your roommate to visit a grave?"

"Owen, it's three hours away."

"You're a wolf, just run. It won't take you any time."

"She's human.” Rachel makes a pleading face, “Come on. I won't ask again for the rest of the month."

"It's almost the end of the month, Rachel."

"Please, Owen… I'll suck your dick." She gives me a silly smile. I know she is joking.

With a sigh, I say, "fine." Rachel hugs me and runs out of my office to start her shift

"Why didn't you say yes the first time she asked? She would have gone away quicker." The voice of my wolf rings in my mind.

My wolf doesn’t like Rachel. She is hot but not the brightest. She gives me witty banter, which I enjoy, but holding an in-depth conversation with Rachel is like talking to a parrot. "She is one of our best employees. She gets a lot of requests".

There is a knock on my office door. I glance up to find Derick, an Alpha of a small pack to the south and Rachel’s father. "Derick come in, what can I do for you today?" I place what I am doing to the side and gesture for him to take a seat.

"Owen, I need to talk to you about something. I do not want you to take offense, but it's about rogues." I nod. Rogues often give packs trouble; somehow, I am an exception. Probably because I attempt to communicate with the wolf packs and live on neutral territory, it probably also helps that they come to my club.

"I am not sure what help I can be," I don't associate with many wolves, other than those who work or are members of the club.

"Some pack members are being chased home by rogues after their shifts. Can you send any of the security guards to accompany them home? I know a few of them are bear shifters. Just until pack territory. I don't want to ask too much. Or you have alpha blood, maybe you could…?"

I nod, "the safety of my employees and members is important. I will make sure they make it to pack territory safely. If no one is there to meet them, do I have permission to cross the border and escort them to the packhouse?"

"You always have permission to cross the border. I wish you would consider becoming a pack member. There are tons of she-wolves willing to mate with you." He gives me a knowing smile. I shake my head. I still have hopes of finding my true mate. I know she is out there. The moon goddess gave me an unfair start at life, but surely, she gave me a mate.

Derick and I shake hands before he leaves.

"We will find her. I know she is somewhere in the city." My wolf is often sure she’s close by but never seems to know how to track her.

"What makes you believe she even is in this country?"

"I can smell hints of her, but nothing strong enough to track."

"I never smell anything."

"That's because you're a smelly human."

"Shut up, mutt," I shake my head. My wolf and I have a brotherly relationship. He wants to find his mate. I often fantasize about what I will do when I find her. Take her down to my private room, tie her hands above her head, and tear off her clothes. Then kiss and taste every inch of her body, listen to her moans of pleasure, and hear her beg me to take her. When she can't take any more of my teasing, I will finally take her. Then while she orgasms, I will mark her as mine.

I am brought out of my thoughts by the throbbing in my pants. I need a quick lay.

"Andrea, maybe?" Andrea is one of the few people my wolf doesn’t constantly contemplate killing.

"She will work"

I go to find Andrea. She is one of the many employed submissives at the club. I employ a variety of submissives with different kinks, as well as some dominants. The type of fantasies people have still surprise me. I find Andrea in the dressing room. I knock, and she turns around and smiles at me. She is a Fae, so obviously, she is stunning.

"Can I help you with something, Sir?" She runs her finger down my chest. I smirk at her and grab her ass; she immediately wraps her legs around my waist. "Tell me what you want me to do, Sir."

I let out a growl, "I want you on your knees with my cock in your pretty mouth." She smiles, and I put her down. She immediately drops to her knees and unzips my pants.

"You're so hard, Sir, were you thinking about me?" She asks with a wink. I smile; I don’t want to tell her I was fantasizing about meeting my mate. She frees my cock and begins licking and sucking. I pull her hair out of her face and watch her head bobs. She uses her hands since not all of me can fit into her mouth. Closing my eyes and imagine she is my mate. I let out a groan when I hit the back of her throat. It takes a while, but I finally feel myself let go. She licks me a few more times to make sure she gets all of it. I let go of her hair, and she stands up. "How was that, Sir?"

"It was great. You always are." With that, I turn to leave but smell something. I turn and walk towards the lockers. I stand in front of Rachel's locker. Taking a deep breath.

"It's the scent of our mate." I can hear the excitement in his voice.

"Rachel must know her." With that, I walk out of the dressing room and into my office. Tomorrow I plan to find Rachel and talk to her.

The next day Rachel comes into my office with another request. "I need you to give my roommate a job."

"What? Why?" I ask slightly annoyed.

"She is in a lot of trouble financially and is looking for a second job. I told her I could get her one here."

"Rach, that is not your decision to make. Plus, I don't have any opening."

"Let her clean the office then, come on, don't you like helping women in their time of need?"

Letting out a sigh of frustration. "Fine, have your roommate come in tomorrow at eight for an interview."

Rachel shakes her head, "That's a no go. We are going to her sister's grave in the morning. I just came in to ask about the job. You gave me the weekend off, remember?"

"Fine, have her come Monday at eight. Now get out of here before I make you work" She hugs me and leaves.

I rest my elbows on the desk and place my face in my hands.

"You didn't ask her about the smell." I can feel his disappointment.

"Other things were happening. Like her promising someone a job without consulting me."

"I know I smelled her, Owen. Rachel knows her."

"Rachel works here. We will talk with her again. Besides, next week she will come in asking for a day off or put in a different room. Don't worry; we will have another opportunity to ask. We can't just outright say. ‘Hey, Rach, who were you with yesterday? I need to know because that person might be my mate.’"

"Fair enough."

The rest of the evening is uneventful. I walk to my apartment upstairs and go to bed.