Alpha Kidnaps A Mate

"Alpha, I've the paperwork for the new transfers. Do you want me to file them?"

Zack rubbed his knuckles wearily, stretched his legs, and heard the howl of his wolf. He wanted to go for a jog.

"Go ahead." Zack sighed and pinched the area between his eyebrows.

His beta raised an eyebrow at his ragged appearance. There was no doubt that Zack looked like he'd aged twenty years. He needed a break. Urgently.

Suddenly the door slammed open again and his Gamma pranced in as if he owned his office. Zack growled softly at him, he rolled his eyes and jumped excitedly onto the couch.

"I hear we're going to the Moonstone Pack?" Chance rushed out and pressed himself excitedly into one of the cushions.

Reece exchanged a glance with Zack and went back to the filing cabinet. They both knew he was more excited about possibly finding his mate than discussing rogues.

"This is us," Zack said slowly, straightening up in his seat.

Chance grinned. "I hear the Alpha's daughter is hot. Like, really hot."

"I hear she's a spoiled brat," Reece spoke up, slamming the filing cabinet shut.

Zack's wolf growled in his head, but Zack ignored him. He was getting on his nerves with his growling.

"It doesn't matter what she's. We're just here for business." Zack said in a firm voice, emphasizing the word 'business'.

"Hey, don't growl at me. Dickson's already getting upset downstairs because he wants to screw her." muttered Chance, giving Zack an innocent look.

His wolf growled louder and he snorted.

"Listen, my wolf is really pissed off.

The last thing we need is Alpha Nathan reneging on our agreement because some moron couldn't keep it in his pants."

The two raised their hands defensively.

"Zack, we're all still virgins out here, except Dickson of course. You know that. We just want our mates." said Reece emphatically.

Chance nodded in agreement. "We're as virginal as the Virgin Mary."

His wolf growled even louder, giving him a throbbing headache.

Zack glared at him, trying to keep his anger under control. "And you're going to be a Bloody Mary if you don't get out of my damn office right now!"

Instead of wetting his pants and running off like a normal wolf, Chance chuckled and shook his head, "You need to get laid."

Zack grabbed his stapler and threw it at him, forcing him to take cover. The stapler landed on the carpet with a soft thud and Chance stood up. "Ugh, don't let up, Zack." Zack's wolf growled and Chance rolled his eyes. "Fuck off, Zack, maybe you'll be in a better mood tomorrow."

Zack rose from his chair and growled at his disrespect. Best friend or not, he demanded respect from all wolves.

As Chance left the room, Zack sighed and slumped back in his chair. He needed to get this meeting over with quickly before he start murdering innocent people.

"Son?"

His head popped up and a warm smile formed on his face. "Hey Dad."

He stepped into his old office and looked around approvingly. When his eyes fell on Zack again, he beamed and walked toward his seat.

"Well, you didn't strangle Chance, so that's progress," he said, winking mischievously at Zack.

Zack rolled his eyes and stood up to hug him. He patted him on the back of the head while Zack leaned against his shoulder, enjoying the reassuring feeling.

"You seem tense, son."