Mate

 Adrian Louis Peterson had just entered the town after his right hours' journey, he was tired and the hunger that churned his stomach made him want to much a steak and drink a glass of wine. 

He is here for business and as the Alpha of the Dark moon park, he had authority. At thirty, he was a very muscular young man that blossomed with every energy a youth would have at that age, his chiseled cheeks and strong personality he had built for could not be tempered so easily. 

"Alpha! Alpha! there is a club at the east of Texas, I think we should stop and rest for the night, it might not be safe traveling without alone," Smith said. 

Smith is Adrian's Beta and best friend. His humor and handsome face always comforted Asher, the fact that they had known another for so long was another assurance. 

"Let's stop the car then, my feet hurt so much and beg to be released," he muttered out faintly trying to nudge them out. 

It was eleven p.m. light rain had started drizzling when they parked at the club's parking lot and going out, they had planned on remaining at the motel before they heard the deals is going on in there.  

"One million going... the girl is for one million dollars, do we have a potential buyer?" the old man asked his brows shifting across the room searching for a buyer. 

In a cage was a lady, she had a rusted chain around her neck and blood trickled down her nostrils. Her hands were tied behind her and she knelt down in the small cage that was so enclosed and if not for the iron bars that gave enough polluted air, she would have passed out then. 

Hearing this, Adrian who stood by the walkaway opened his eyes in shock. 

"What the hell is going on there?" Adrian asked his attention already captivated. 

He is the Golden Mafia of Texas, when he talks, it speaks of the energy he splits out, and his speech is so articulate that it makes everyone panic. They were on their way to Buea for a closeup business with another mafia hood but have to spend the night because of the weather. 

"A sold, maybe?" the young man said. 

Adrian was now curious and digging is booted feet in the ground, he went to the club. 

Adrian was dressed in a black suit, and his muscular body just fit in it so perfectly that it got him that Manish look. He is 6'4 and his height is the perfect one to intimidate his adversaries. His aim of entering the club was for entertainment because little things get his attention lately. 

Smith who had a confused look on his face followed his friend into the club. 

"Oh! it had climbed to seven million dollars, whoever has the money and the girl is yours," the stout potbelly man who had the stage to himself spat out as he put the bottle of claret in his mouth and drank directly from it. 

Adrian didn't know who was being sold until he looked around the hall and then, his eyes looked with a golden haired lady and her baby blue eyes were the ones that drowned him to her. 

"Mate!" the words rang in his head severally. 

He couldn't breathe at all, because his mate was in a cage about to be sold out. 

The club was a very big place and the banner read "Sugar Plum Land" it didn't look sugary at all. Turning to face Smith, Adrian muttered out faintly. 

"The girl..." he said stammering. 

"What about the girl?" the beta' voice came in. 

Taking another breath of air, he said, "He is my mate,"

Smith gasped and widened his eyes. He has always supported Adrian as the Alpha, he does his bidding and the best part of it is just to tell him the little things that would console him. 

Smith was twenty-eight years, he had dirty blonde hair and a cocky smile for a not so tall man like himself. He was 6'0 meters, and just about Adrian's size. 

"Your mate?" he questioned his eyes widening...

Adrian found it difficult to breathe, it's as if the chains that were around the lady's neck were now on his own, and thus, it troubles him so much. He wants the lady, she belongs to him. 

"I want her," Adrian burst out as he stared intently into the lady's eyes. 

He had one goal, to have his mate, she looked so beautiful and captivating. Taking a step forth, Smith held his arm lightly. 

"You can't have her like that, she is for sale," Smith said. 

Selling her as a lady was deteriorating, but Adrian didn't bloody care, he just wanted his mate, she looked like a caged wolf in despair. His eyes had turned blood red, and he couldn't control himself for too long. 

"If that is the case, then let me buy her to myself," he said walking to the front. 

"I give fifteen million dollars, plus two bars of gold for the lady's head!" Adrian's words shot out as he walked in front of the hall. 

His manly presence spoke of itself, he was aware of the several prying eyes that looked at him, but he didn't care, nothing mattered apart from the blond-haired girl in that silly enclosed cage. 

The sold's man had his mouth dragging to the floor because that is the best offer he would have for a very long while and knowing this, he grits his teeth in acknowledgment. 

Blinking severally, he stared at the man in front of him. Swirling his attention around the room, he went about saying, 

"Fifteen million, plus two bars of gold is on point for the lady, is anybody competing for the girl again?" he asked and there was silence in the room. 

"Sold out! we have found a potential buyer for the lady," the man said ringing his bell twice to close the deal.