Breaking the Bond that Binds.

Chapter 33 - New Life

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This is just a short chapter.  Basically I'm trying to set up the next few plotlines here.

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"Just give me the basic details" Damien leaned back in his chair and looked at the PA. "Have you got a photo?"  Paul handed Damien an 8 by10 of a female. He gave it a cursory once over and threw the photo on the desk.

"Her name is Josephine Georgio, 18, the youngest daughter. Technically unemployed, calls herself a blogger and influencer." Damien winced. He looked the picture of the sharply dressed CEO.  When inside his wolf was bouncing off the walls wanting to be somewhere else.

"Her best selling point is that she is harmless." PA picked up the photo and placed it back in the folder he was carrying. He was looking his very best men in black, tall, flawless and icy cold. " She and her family won't try to insinuate themselves into the business side of things. They prefer the social scene."

"The charity fashion show starts at 2 and you can make an appearance there. Unfortunately, as everyone is aware that you are considering a new mate all eyes will be on you. If you choose to speak to the young lady it will be assumed she is a candidate. The other families will jump in and press you harder to make a choice."

The Apestal's candidate will be arriving the day after tomorrow. I'll arrange a meeting once she has settled in after the long flight. I'll give you an in depth report on her prior to your meeting. She comes from the top 1 % of the pure blood lines....Sophia Vasiliki. The family line goes back directly to the FIRST." The PA frowned for a moment and then continued. "Considering her high rank the fact she's come willingly to meet you suggests that she and the her family are very serious about the mateship."

The PA tilted his head and squeezed his eyebrows together before continuing. " It is very surprising that a female of her pedigree  would travel to find a mate.  These women are  valuable assets to their families and normally suitors come to them not the other way around." Paul continued cautiously. "There maybe more to her being offered as a mate."

"Hmmm...I can see your point. Why come to the other side of the world for a mate. What happened to her true mate?" Damien asked. His curiosity was peaked.

"She rejected him." The PA said it as if it was the obvious answer. "Her family tried to get her to change her mind but she refused.  Sophia is 23 and by our standards it is unusual that she has remained for this long without a mate."

"She went against her family, that's interesting. Instead she is considering me an Alpha from a far flung pack in Australia. Something doesn't sound right does it." Damien stood and smoothed down his suit. "I want a detailed report on her." The PA nodded.

"I'll go and freshen up and then we can get this over and done with."

The PA coughed. "I have to warn you. Unfortunately, your father caught window of you attending the fashion show and will be there with you mother." H e looked at his feet waiting for a reaction.

"Fuck, he's got his spies working overtime." Damien left the room slamming the door behind him.

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Damien groaned. "Just kill me." The models strutted past him one by one, looking like gangly giraffes. He was bored to death. As much as he felt that it was the packs duty to donate to Charities in both the Lycan and human world, he hated this part of the process. Rubbing elbows with the A listers was not his thing.  

It should be finishing up soon now that the designer has made an appearance on the stage. A small cocktail party for guests will give him the opportunity to introduce himself to Josephine. Damien tried to remember some of the details he'd read earlier on her background check....an 18 year old Influencer dear God... what a wank, he growled. He had absolutely nothing in common with her but if she was willing to be his mate for the sake of appearances, she will do. If she was happy with the prestige and financial benefits of being his Luna she could have the job. Provide an heir or two would be a bonus. This would be the starting point for him to test the waters and see what she was like compared to what her hype.

He noticed the PA was standing in a corner on the phone. Surprisingly he looked rather agitated. Damien wondered what the problem was. It was a rare thing to see him pacing and looking angry.

At the far end of the walk way he saw his parents in a huddle with a group of older women.  His mother looked like she was holding court, while father sat with his arms folded looking bored.  At one point he turned,  their eyes clashed across the room.

At last it was over and people were making their way to a smaller area that had been cordoned off at the far end of the venue. Floor to ceiling windows overlooked the old wharves, pristine white couches and bar tables were scattered around a central small bar. Damien sighed and went off to mingle and then corner the pretty Miss Josephine Georgio, and if at all possible avoid having to talk to his parents.

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"It's Saturday, so you only have two days to work something out." Paul was pacing. It had only just dawned on him that Virgil would be experiencing his first full moon as an adult werewolf in a couple of days. Living away from the pack he may not be aware that for most werewolves it was an intense, sometimes violent urge to mate and controlling that urge is virtually impossible. The wolf was in total control at that time not the human form. He had to be restrained or if he had sex it has to be with another werewolf, not a human. They couldn't handle it. "I'm serious this is a big problem." Virgil was on the other end of the line sounding bored.

"Paul, I've felt it for the last few years. I can handle it. I get extra horny and I go find someone to fuck."

"No, stay away from humans. Stay away from James. It won't be the same this time." He just wasn't listening. Paul was worried.  He had to do something. Virgil said goodbye and the line dropped out.

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Virgil put down his phone. He knew the PA wasn't the sort to be dramatic but he was sure he could handle  it. He'd go to a bar and find someone and let them bang the shit out of him. He'd come away from it calmer and satisfied until the next time. What's the worse that could happen.