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Stop calling me that, little mate,” he says. I look at him, pushing him slightly, which makes him stagger slightly. I get him out of my doorway. I leaned closer, my eyes staring into his. "What should I call you then, Alexander?” I say with my hand still firmly on his chest. I can feel his heartbeat spike a bit. I look at his lips and then back into his eyes. Alexander licks his lips as he moves his top half toward me, “Call me mate,” he says in a husky voice. I know I had to up the game, but I just hope I could manage this without him sensing how turned on I was. I move closer, which takes him by surprise. I move my hand to the top of his pants, and his breathing gets heavy. I look at his lips and back to his eyes and say, “I guess it will have to be Alexander”. ______ Roxie has been gone from her pack for six years until this year she is coming home to meet her brother's mate. Alpha Alexander is best friends with Roxie’s brother Jason, also the one who sent Roxie away, even hurting her feelings in the process. Although he had a good reason to send his mate Roxie away, she was too young to understand him. Now Alpha Alexander can't wait to see his mate back and be with her…… but what happens when Roxie finds out that the person who sent her away and broke her heart is her mate? Will she simply forgive him?

Welcome Home Mate

After taking a few moments, I walked through the curtain.

I kept my eyes straight ahead, but I could feel eyes on me. I knew the crowd was there, but those eyes were on me.

I climbed into the ring, and she spotted my dad with Jason and another guy, but there was no sign of Uncle Keith. Where the hell is he? I wondered. Uncle Keith would usually be standing by the ring or on the sidelines.

I stood up and looked around. Tammy was glaring at me, but I could see Demon behind her holding her waist, whispering in her ear. I couldn't hear what they were saying as the crowd was too loud.

The referee lifted his hand and motioned for the announcer to ring the bell.

I moved around, but my eyes scanned the crowd, and there was still no sign of Uncle Keith. Where the hell was he? Surely my outburst earlier didn't make him mad, he knew how I like to stay focused before a fight, and he was talking way too much for me to handle.