Big, Bold, And Beautiful.

Chapter 2- Mistake?

Devin

“I want to be alone with my sister,” I said to Jacob my bodyguard as soon as we got to my office which had my name Devin Hester inscribed on the door.

I sat down looking restless as my mind drifted back to the fat lady I saw at the reception.

Mate my wolf had roared as soon as he perceived her sweet scent.

I had just gotten off my Lamborghini right in front of my office building when the scent first hit me.

Honestly, I was so excited and looking forward to finally meeting the one that has been destined for me.

The smell became stronger as soon as I walked into the reception, I frantically looked around hoping to see that girl worthy to be called my mate.

Imagine my disappointment when I saw my receptionist with two other lowlife ladies with her. Aside from the lovely sunflower scent that my wolf was sniffling in hungrily, my human part could not just resist flinching my nose at the cheap performance that was coming from both ladies.

I even had to walk closer to them to ensure that I knew where the scent was coming from. Only to find that my wolf calling the fat ugly one his mate.

Like what the f**k?!

But she is our mate Josh my wolf insisted inside my head.

She can't be our mate, you must have made a mistake or something. common, did you have a good look at her, she is not anywhere close to being my type of lady, she is fat and ugly, I spurred at him.

You don't say that about our mate, she is beautiful, she just doesn't know it, Josh said in her defense.

I can't believe I waited all these years for my mate, only to be given a fat bimbo lowlife bimbo, did you see the way she was staring at us? So embarrassing.

Stop saying that, Josh reiterated angrily.

I can feel his anger and disappointment as regards my thoughts towards our mate, and honestly, I couldn't help it.

I mean how do you expect me to show off that lady to everyone that is under my command that she is my mate and their future luna.

Yes, I am a werewolf, an alpha leader at that, times have changed where we used to live in packs inside woods.

A not-so-long time ago, our kind got bored of being secluded from the real world just because of their peculiarity.

So the government called my father who was then the alpha king of all werewolves in America to come and sign a peaceful coexistence treaty.

After the treaty was signed, my father was declared the leader of all the werewolves here in America.

Like an alpha king sort of thing.

Although, it is still a top government secret as they still feel that some humans would freak out when they come to know that werewolves and other supernatural creatures are coexisting with them.

I was appointed as the next leader after my father's death. And once every six months, we hold a dinner party in my multibillion-dollar mansion to discuss issues affecting our kind.

Now I'm sure you are beginning to understand my plight, how do I start telling people that I have a fat shapeless girl as a mate?

As an alpha leader, my potential mate should be beautiful, classy and a head turner to the envy of every other alpha male.

I insist josh, you must have made a mistake, I think it's your desperation for a mate that made you think and perceived her as one, I said to my wolf who just kept mute and sad while I angrily trashed him.

“Something seems to be troubling you,” my sister, who has been watching me closely said.

Her name is Esther and she is four years my junior, she too is yet to find her mate and she is currently filling in as my assistant.

I contemplated for a few seconds whether to let her in or not, but knowing how annoying and overbearing Esther can be, I would rather shoot her out of this one.

She and my mother has been bothering me about getting married and I wonder why the rush. I mean, it is almost impossible to find a good girl when you are worth billions if not trillions in dollars.

Every girl just wants to come and take what they can and leave you. I have lots of them as my booty call, they are all after my influence, money, and a nice juicy time.

I was hoping to meet that special one someday, that would quench my inner desire for a long-lasting commitment, not to be thrown someone that I have no iota of feeling for, other than our mate bond.

I could still feel Esther's eyes on me as if she was waiting for me to share what was on my mind with her.

I was about to think of something to say to her when my phone rang and I quickly picked it up to answer the caller.

“Hello,”

“Sir, we have the top five candidates for the position and we would like you to see them before we make our final decision,” the head of my HR team said over the phone.

I had earlier given the recruiting unit a stern warning on who to employ as my assistant. I fired the last one for her incompetency, I hate it when people think they can mix business with pleasure.

I know I should never have allowed her to suck my d**k while in the office, but she had it coming. She was always flashing her tilts and her tight ass whenever we were alone and one day I couldn't resist the temptation anymore and I f****d her long and hard till her legs were shaking like a jelly bean.

After that day, she started misbehaving and telling everyone that cared to listen that we were an item, even though I had previously told her that I can't have anything to do with her. I had her fired and sent her away with some cash to keep her afloat till she gets another job.

“Where are they?” I asked him tiredly on the phone.

“They are waiting at the reception”

“Send them upstairs,” I said and with that, I hung up the phone.

Within seconds the ladies were arraigned outside my office, they could not see me but I could see them through the two-way mirror that surrounds my office.

My wolf was disappointed to see that his mate was not among the ladies and he winced in pain.

Despite not liking the fact that she was my destined mate I found myself a bit sad that she was not there either.

I looked at the ladies before me, they were all tall, slim, beautiful, classy, and slutty.

My type of ladies.

“These are prettier than your previous w***e,” Esther commented while she looks at the girls with keen interest.

But somehow, deep down I felt I should call the fat bimbo because I do not want to start dating or f*****g my next assistant.

I figured with the fat girl I can try to stay faithful to Uriel, my girlfriend who has been living with me in my mansion for the past six months.

She moved in with me as soon as I asked her to be my girlfriend even when I told her that I am not sure of a future with her.

I was desperate to buy some time from my mum who kept nagging me about how I was thirty without a mate or a child.

Uriel is a very beautiful perfect body blonde hair omega, who aspires to one day become a supermodel.

I met her at a party that was been organized by one of my not-so-friendly friends, Zeus.

Zeus is an old enemy turned friend of my father, and most times we just put up the appearance whenever we go over to his place for events.

He felt slighted that my father was appointed the leader over him and that even after my father's death, the leaders decided to pick me as the next leader, and these sort of fueled the bad blood between us.

“So which of these ladies is going to be your new w***e,” Esther asked teasingly after waiting for me to point to someone or say something.

I looked at her and smiled cunningly at her use of the word w***e. After which I picked up my phone and dialed my reception.

“Hello good afternoon sir,” she said in a slutty voice.

“Good morning Betty, please can you send the fat lady I met with you earlier up to my office?” I said in a bossy tone.

She seems to have a reservation about my demands but was quick to recollect herself.

“Sir, she and her friend just left the office building now,” she said reluctantly.

“Find her and bring her to me,” I said and hung up the phone before she could say something else.

“Please tell the ladies that they can all go home now and that the selected person would be contacted soon,” I said to Esther who was still looking at me.

She rolled her eyes as she walked out and I watched her address the ladies who all had pretentious smiles.

I knew you liked our mate, Josh said after I had sat down on my black leather chair.

No, I do not like her, but I am going to use her as my antidote for my excessive womanizing, I said, to him before blocking him off, as I was in no mood to argue with him.