Chapter 2: Refuses to leave his mind

Four years later.

Moans could be heard through the dimly lit room; two bare bodies were entwined on a sofa. The sandy-blonde beauty gasped breathlessly as waves of pleasure coursed through her veins.

"Aah... Alpha..."

Carlo was so close to reaching his climax, but the pleasure fell apart when the woman he was pinned down on made a sound, and the image of the other woman in his mind vanished in an instant.

Stopping his movements abruptly and pulling himself out of her, he rose to his feet, putting on his black night robe before walking away from the woman. The Alpha raked his finger through his hair roughly, messing it up.

"Alpha Carlo? What's wrong? Did I do something wrong?" The beautiful woman, Morea, was offended as soon as the Alpha ended their lovemaking so roughly.

"You are not my mate." His voice was impassive. Of course, she wasn't his mate. No matter how much he denied it, his wolf, Shadow, would always make an effort to remind him that Morea was not his mate.

Somehow, there was always the feeling that her mate wasn't here, not in his pack. Yet she was always there in his mind, reluctant to leave even after four years had passed.

Morea put on her lingerie and strolled over to the Alpha, lightly brushing her hand against Carlo's chest. "Alpha, I know that you're just tired... I'm truly your mate..."

Morea was the niece of the previous beta. If Carlo hasn't found his mate yet, his family and his pack demand that he choose her as his chosen mate.

Because, besides being stunningly beautiful, Morea was also an intelligent and strong she-wolf, and she would be the perfect Luna for him.

"Alpha..." Morea cupped his firm jaw, about to kiss his lips, but Carlo brushed her away.

"Get out." He managed to keep his voice calm.

"Alpha, why are you-"

"Get out of my room!"

Morea took a few steps back and trembled instantly as Carlo snapped at her in a fairly harsh tone of voice, then she ran out of his room.

Then Carlo headed straight to the balcony to catch some fresh air.

Damn. His mind was becoming increasingly cluttered with a jumble of memories that were becoming increasingly difficult to shake off.

Perhaps he needed a place to calm himself down. Carlo would always hit up a bar downtown whenever he had a lot on his mind, just to have a drink. After putting his clothes back on, he left his room and went downstairs.

He got out of the mansion and made his way to the garage to grab his car when his friend, as well as his beta, Zeke, appeared out of nowhere.

"My pretty cousin was sobbing when she returned. Is she finished trying to please you?" Zeke inquired, smirking, "Man, can't you be a bit more gentle with her? You know she's got a heart softer than a marshmallow."

"I didn't do or say anything that could make her cry like that," The Alpha replied nonchalantly. There's no time to think about Morea for now.

"Where are you going?" Zeke exclaimed as Carlo waltzed away, ignoring him. "Bar? Looks like we have the same destination tonight!"

Although Carlo was craving some alone time, he eventually allowed Zeke to get into the passenger seat next to him.

There would be no point in refusing this man; Zeke would chase him wherever he went. And after all, Zeke was the only one he could talk to tonight.

Carlo drove out of his pack area onto the bustling streets under the dazzling city lights with towering buildings on both sides.

Zeke opened the vehicle's glass, letting the cold breeze in. "So... let's talk about Morea. Did you manage to cum inside her?"

"She's not my Mate."

And Carlo was relieved he didn't get to cum inside her.

"Ah? Who is your mate, then? Don't you know that was your mother's last request before she passed away? Her condition is getting worse day by day; you must find your mate before it's too late."

"Shut your mouth or I'll throw you out of here," Carlo growled at him.

When they arrived at the bar, a waiter immediately extended an invitation to the VVIP room. Many pack members came there tonight, and most of them were immediately greeted as Carlo and Zeke entered.

The sexy entertainers, who were mostly Omegas, turned on as soon as they sensed the dominant Alpha and Beta scent of the two men.

Carlo and Zeke were incredibly attractive with their tall, ripped builds. The Alpha's sharp, manly features and the Beta's irresistible charm made the women couldn't help but be drawn to them, as their wolves instinctively gravitated toward the most dominant males in the pack.

The Omegas wasted no time in seducing Carlo and Zeke, who were already seated on the sofa and taking a sip of their drinks.

Carlo turned down all of them; he wasn't in the mood for sex tonight. While Zeke pulled a delicate girl with a pixie cut and flawless olive skin closer and firmly set her to sit on his lap.

"So, you're still thinking about her, aren't you?" Zeke didn't mince words; he had known from the start the reason for the Alpha's change in attitude.

That's why he came to talk to him tonight.

"You can't stop thinking about her since four years ago," Zeke said as he caressed the Omega's smooth skin on his lap and took a sip of his drink.

"She refuses to leave my mind, that lowly Omega," Carlo replied, clenching his jaw.

Zeke's lips curled into a slight smile. "Want to pay her a visit tomorrow?"

His words managed to grab the Alpha's full attention.

"What?" Carlo furrowed.

"I've got the scoop on her current address and can hook you up if you're interested. She lives pretty close by; she only moved in about a year ago. And she's currently working to raise your child."