Cam and Angelo were having what appeared to be an argument as Angelo held unto his tender nether region that Cam had hit earlier. Meanwhile she stubbornly had her arms folded on her chest, not seeing anything wrong with what she had done. "What the fuck?! What do you mean by that? What do you mean by you did nothing wrong?! You hit my fucking dick so hard it went lump!" Angelo said, or shouted rather.
His voice was so loud, it echoed in the large and barely furnished room. "Yes, I said what I said and I will stand by it! What did you expect would happen when you lured me hers with your scent?! And what did you think my wolf would do when she smelt her mate's bodily fluid being intertwined with that of a cheap slut?!" Cam screamed back at him. "Cheap slut? Cheap slut you say?! I will have you know that she makes way more in a night than you do in a year in this trashy place," Angelo retorted back.
How dare he? Cam had thought to herself. "Well, well, well… there you go defending your high class slut! And If this place is such trash as you say then why the fuck do you keep coming here, huh? Seems to me like it is just a case of like minds attracting each other … trash attracting trash, huh? Trash being lured by trash. Does that hurt your ego, big guy? Huh? Tell me?!" Cam shouted at Angelo.
"Oh do not flatter yourself by thinking that I am in any way here for you," Angelo began to say, his ego was getting the best of him and he just wanted to have the last say. "I am here because I want to assist my brother in getting his mate. Once we get that done, you will not catch me in such a place. What? Did you think that I was here because of you? We decided to reject each other, right? Official or not. Did we not?!" he growled at her.
"You want to be official? I will give you official you fucking cunt! I, Cameron Arik of the…" Cam began to say. She felt her wolf trying to restrain her from rejecting their mate. And she felt her body going weak, it was her wolf. It was trying to suppress her. But Cam was determined to reject her mate officially, "I Cameron Arik, Beta of the-" this time it was Angelo who interrupted her, "Beta? You are a beta?" Angelo asked. "Why? Are you suddenly so power hungry that you now
want me as your mate simply because I am a Beta?" She asked, snarkily.
Angelo shook his head at her in wonder. How could someone who was weak and helpless on the floor still make such snarly remarks? He thought to himself as he walked toward her frame and knelt beside her weak body. "I am also a Beta. The moon goddess will not let us just reject each other like that. Your wolf would not let that happen either," he explained to her. Angelo came from a family of well learned men. Not just when it came to human related matters but also werewolves as well.
He was a Beta and so was she, they both held equally important roles in their packs. Even if they were different by ranks, rejecting his mate would make him weaker than usual. And now that she was also a Beta, she would barely survive the rejection phase. It was even worse for an Alpha. Which was why he and his brother were hell bent on getting him his mate. He already had one of his gifts, his mate was supposed to unlock the others. Rejecting her would have him losing the others he had.
He was not going to reject Cam. And the truth was that he was never going to. From the moment he saw her, he knew that he was not letting go. But she did not know that and believed the words of the sly Angelo. "I am not going to let you reject me," he told Cam as he kissed her hungrily.
Mia had walked away from Alexander without giving a response. "This is my card. Call me when you are ready and willing to know more about what the job entails," he had said as he handed her his complimentary card. What the job entailed? She was a stripper and that was what he saw her as. "What else would he want to higher me for besides being his stripper? Did he also own a club?" She thought to herself as she walked out of the hospital and got into her car.
She drove back into the club's parking area with a dense cloud of desperation and nervousness hung over her. What if Big Pa gave her the money? What if he did not? Such questions were what kept on circling in her head as she made her way to the end of the hallway, heading directly for Big Pa's office. "You got this Mia, you can do this. Do not show fear," Mia said to herself, giving herself a pep talk before knocking on the door.
The guards had let her go in through the first door and as she waited for a response from the other side, she pretended to not see the lustful gaze of the guards. When she finally got granted access, she walked into the huge office space that belonged to Big Pa. "Bella!" Big Pa said excitedly. With his Cuban cigar in one hand as he grinned, showing off his brown teeth. Mia walked to his table, "I was hoping I could talk to you," she said.
That was her way of hinting at privacy since she saw the pair of heels that peeked out from her side of the table. Big Pa tapped on someone's head and one of the girls came out of the table and wiped the corner of her lips, "disgusting," she thought to herself as she imagined the girl giving the disgusting Big Pa a blow job. Everyone knew that he was a walking STI. The girl walked away, but not before giving Mia a dirty stare. Mia ignored her and instead focused on Big Pa, "I need a loan," she said simply.