No Mate of Mine

By Lisa Oliver

Bound and Bonded Book 5
(Can be read as standalone)

Everyone at the Bound and Bonded Club, and the Washington Pack believes that Roger has never wanted to have a mate because he is too busy having fun with the variety of subs the club has as members. No one knows that Roger did in fact meet his mate, ten years before. Problem was, the boy was literally that, only twelve years old, and Roger left him alone thinking his mate would be safe in his home pack until he was ready to settle down. He was wrong.

Cameron Slater didn't want to be born an Omega wolf, especially not in a homophobic pack. When he was kicked out after his first shift, he spends two years on the streets before being taken in someone calling himself Master Donoghue. Four years later and Cam was wishing for death - anything would be better than having to service his sadistic Master and his sick friends.

A rescue mission, rabid vampires with a taste for Omega blood, and an overly possessive sub are just some of the obstacles standing in the way of an HEA for these two men. Is being Fated Mates enough to withstand the storm, or will Cam be dead before he and Roger have a chance to build a life together?

Warnings - this is a gay shifter true mate story. Includes BDSM references although no actual scenes, reference to past abuse, a sweet Alpha wolf who will do anything for his mate, and a poor Omega too afraid of his own shadow half the time and who just wants acceptance.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lisa Oliver
• Release date: Jul 19, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310423994

Lisa Oliver

HiMy name is Lisa Oliver and welcome to my Author page. After spending years writing non-fiction books, the lure of fiction and the men in my head finally had me sitting down and writing The Reluctant Wolf, an M/M paranormal erotic romance in November 2013. Since that time I have written one hundred titles including the Cloverleah Pack series, the Bound and Bonded series, Alpha and Omega series, Stockton Wolves series, The Hellhound Collar series, The Gods Made Me Do It series and many more. All of my books are M/M (or M/M/M) come with a guaranteed HEA and absolutely no cheating.I strongly believe in the power of love - and all of my books are based on the true mate trope. However, for me, insta-lust does not equal insta-love and all of my books tell of the journey my main characters need to go through to reach that state of being in love with someone special. Some of my books can be read as standalone, but in cases like the Cloverleah series you get a good idea of the back stories of secondary characters by reading the books in order.I love to hear from all of my readers so please feel free to catch up with me on Facebook, Twitter or through my blog.

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No Mate of Mine

- Book Five -

Bound and Bonded Series

Lisa Oliver

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No Mate of Mine (Bound and Bonded book 5)

Copyright © Lisa Oliver, 2015

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First Edition July 2015

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Warning: This book is about gay wolf shifters – it includes male on male sex, BDSM references and off page references to abuse.

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Table of Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty One

Epilogue

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About the Author

Chapter One

Romney Pack, West Virginia

Individual Pack Record

Name: Cameron George Slater

D.O.B.: 12/29/1992

Address: Unknown

Contact Details: Unknown

Pack Status: Banished, homosexual, 12/23/2008, proven Omega.

No other details available.

Roger stared at his computer screen in horror. The words just didn’t make sense. It just wasn’t possible. He refreshed his screen and looked at the text again, but they didn’t change. Cameron Slater was an Omega wolf? And he’d been banished from his pack because of it?

Roger gasped as his gut cramped in fear and his wolf snarled showing his displeasure. He checked the date again. Six years his little wolf, his mate, had been without a pack. Six long fucking years. And the poor boy was an Omega. No strength to protect himself, no way of getting access to another pack unless he’d been picked up as someone’s plaything. And Roger didn’t have a clue where he could start looking for him. In six years, Cam could have gone anywhere.

Dropping his head into his hands, Roger cursed the day he walked away from Cameron Slater, from their mating bond and everything that had called him to the boy from the moment he’d seen him. He’d been such a fucking fool.

You okay there, Roger? Pearson, Washington Pack’s Alpha and owner of the Bound and Bonded club, poked his head around Roger’s office door, a look of concern on his handsome face.

Are those new applications giving you some grief? Pearson continued, stepping into the office now, followed by his mate Dante. Cos we don’t have to take any new members you know. If you’re not sure someone stacks up, then just reject the application and think no more about it.

Er, no, that’s not exactly the problem, Alpha, Roger said, although his mind was thinking fast. He sure as hell couldn’t lie to his Alpha. The man would scent out any deceit in a flash and Roger would just get himself into trouble.

What’s the problem then, Dante said, throwing his large frame into one of the chairs Roger had scattered in front of his desk. Face it man, you look like shit.

Roger cast another long look at the screen in front of him, and decided to come clean, with his Alpha and Alpha Mate at least.

I was checking up on my mate, he said quickly before he lost his nerve. My wolf has been getting antsy about going and claiming him, and, well, I’m having a bit of trouble controlling myself. I thought it was time, you know?

Pearson raised an eyebrow, staring at Roger, hard. You have a mate? Mr. ‘I never want to find my mate because I’ll never tire of variety’?

Yes, Alpha. I have a mate – I’ve just haven’t claimed him yet. Roger dropped his head in shame. Pearson’s snarky label was right on the button. Roger had told anyone who asked that he had no wish to ever meet his mate and yes, he’d had plenty of variety in sexual partners. The club was full of willing subs that Roger had enjoyed - often.

I met the boy, like ten years ago, Pearson. But he wasn’t of age yet, so what was I supposed to do? I got hard just smelling him, and there’s no way I wanted to be known as a perv around children. That’s just not right, even if I couldn’t help my own body’s reaction to his scent, and I would never have touched him. So I left him with his pack, thinking that he would be okay and joined up with this pack. I figured he’d be safe and that I could let him have a bit of a life before I went back to meet him and we got pulled into the whole mating thing.

But from the state of your face, I take it things are not all right. Dante didn’t sound judgmental, he was just stating a fact.

Roger shook his head. Nope. There was nothing right with the information he had on his screen. The thing was, he had to explain to Pearson and Dante because if he ever had a hope of finding Cam again, then he was going to need the pack’s help. He didn’t even know if he’d be able to find the boy.

Apparently he was banished from his pack six years ago. He’s an Omega, something I didn’t realize when I met him, probably because he hadn’t shifted yet.

Oh shit, Dante said, and Pearson looked just as worried as his mate.

So how old is this boy of yours now? Pearson asked.

Twenty two.

And he was banished…?

Just before his sixteenth birthday according to the pack records I managed to hack into today. I’m guessing that was when he first shifted.

And he clearly had an Alpha who believed that being a male Omega was a clear sign the boy was gay, who then turfed him out because of it. Fuck it all, some Alphas really piss me off. Omegas are supposed to be protected. Pearson did look angry too, and Roger wasn’t quite sure why. Yes Omegas were special but his Alpha didn’t know Cam, he had no emotional investment in the boy.

Yeah, but neither did you asshole, or you wouldn’t have left him so long without checking on him.

Why haven’t you checked up on him before now? Dante asked, his big hand soothing down Pearson’s arm. The ploy seemed to work as Pearson settled in an instant. Roger, in the meantime was struck momentarily mute by how perceptive the Alpha Mate seemed to be. It was like Dante had read his thoughts.

Because he’s so freaking young, Roger said when he could get his mouth to work. For fucks sake, I am fifty eight years old. I know we age slowly and I don’t look it but shit, he’s only just twenty two now…

If he’s alive, Pearson said bluntly. You know as well as I do that Omegas are rare and they don’t do well out of a pack situation. The chances of him still being alive are slim at best.

Surely I would know if my fated mate was dead, Roger whispered. Surely my wolf would know, even if I was too thick to see it.

Probably, Pearson said, and his voice seemed gentler now. But that doesn’t make you any less of a dick for not seeking him out sooner, even if it was to just check up on his welfare. What caused you to check on him now?

My wolf, Roger said sadly, knowing that his human half had been more than happy with the life he’d been living up until now – a life he was now deathly ashamed of. Pearson looked like he needed more so he went on.

My wolf is getting really antsy. He doesn’t like it if I go near any of the subs. I haven’t had sex in six months because my wolf won’t let me get near anyone without snarling at them, and not in a good way. More recently I have been finding it difficult to hold onto my human form and every freaking night for the past month I have been dreaming of Cam. Not the sexy dreams you would associate with a mate, but pure horror, like he’s tied up, being beaten and he’s lost and every time I try to reach him in my dreams, I just can’t get to him. I can’t remember the last time I had a good night’s sleep. Every night it’s the same. Cam screaming. In pain. Crying because he’s lost and there’s no one there and I can’t get to him.

Roger was glad that no one said anything as Pearson and Dante took in what he had said. He was so fucking tired, he couldn’t eat and as much as he knew he needed to sleep, Roger hated the way his dreams made him feel, so he avoided it. But with his only other pursuit, subs and doing scenes, not possible due to his cantankerous wolf, Roger was going round the bend worrying about his mate.

It sounds like his wolf spirit is trying to reach yours through the dream state, Dante said thoughtfully at last.

But Cam doesn’t even know who I am, Roger said, although what the Alpha Mate said made sense. Wolves could dream about their mates and often knew they were due to meet their intended when they started having sexy dreams about one specific person. Roger could have handled the sexy stuff, but he was having nightmares.

He was twelve years old when I met him. We were in the same room maybe five minutes at the most. He hadn’t shifted, hell, he was a gawky, skinny, little kid. That’s why I walked away.

But your wolf recognized his spirit immediately, and there is a good chance his wolf recognized yours, even though he hadn’t taken his full form yet, Pearson said, his face still scowling. Roger had felt like crap about leaving his mate before Pearson and Dante invaded his office. Now he felt like stomped on shit and he knew he deserved to feel that way. If Cam had an inkling, even a suggestion of what they should have been together, then it meant that Cam had been dealing with the loss of an unknown mate as well.

Mates were special. There was no other word to describe it. Usually paranormals only got that one special person fated for them – sure, there were some shifters who had two mates, but then they formed a ménage and treasured each other the way they should. Meeting a true mate meant you stayed with them, claimed them, protected them and loved them for the rest of your life. You didn’t walk away. Roger wouldn’t have been able to claim Cam before the boy was at least eighteen, but knowing that Cam was his mate…shit, it had been Roger’s responsibility from that moment of meeting to ensure Cam’s safety. And he had walked away instead.

Roger remembered vividly the day he had met Cam. He had been visiting some friends in Romney and had called in to the Alpha there to ask for permission to be in his territory for a few days. The Alpha had seemed nice enough, giving permission easily and seeming more than happy to sit and chat for a bit. Ten years before there was very little internet use and packs were often isolated from each other. Catching up on pack doings, in those days, Alpha changes and things like that often came from personal meetings, rather than email messages. So the Alpha wanting to talk for a bit was nothing unusual.

While Roger had been sitting in the Alpha’s office, a large wolf had come in, dragging two boys by their shirt collars. The Alpha looked at the wolf and smiled.

These boys been in the greenhouses again, Lawrence?

The wolf barked and then growled at the boys.

Cameron George Slater, Matthew Simon Jules. How many times do you two have to be told to stay out of the greenhouses?

Sorry Alpha. Both boys did look sorry, their heads bowed, their skinny frames trembling. Roger felt a twinge of unease. He didn’t like seeing kids hit and he hoped the Alpha would go easy on the two, who weren’t really old enough to do much harm surely?

Matthew, go to your father immediately, tell him what you have done and accept his punishment.

Yes Alpha. The young blond kid still looked scared, but he bowed low and then ran out of the office.

Come here Cam, The Alpha ordered. The dark headed kid came and stood next to Roger’s chair. Up close the boy looked like he could do with a decent meal and some clean clothes. Roger took a peak at the boy’s face and was stunned to see clear, intelligent green eyes peaking back at him, before the boy faced the Alpha again.

Without thinking about it Roger took a surreptitious sniff and from that moment on he knew his fate was sealed. The little dark headed tyke was his mate, and Roger’s very adult cock reacted accordingly. Roger quickly crossed his legs and prayed the Alpha wouldn’t notice. He couldn’t help his reaction to the scent, but there was no way he would say or do anything to let the Alpha know what the boy was to him. That was far too risky. Gay wolf pairings were not encouraged in most packs and Cam could be in danger if Roger had said anything.

Roger. His mind dragged back to the present, Roger felt a bit embarrassed to see both Pearson and Dante looking at him with some concern. I take it you are going to try and find out what happened to your mate?

Of course, Alpha, Roger said, even as his head swum with possibilities. Cameron had left his pack at such a young age. The chances of finding a driver’s license, car insurance details or anything like that were slim, but Roger had to start somewhere. He could send out memos to all of the other packs asking for information. Bank records, social media accounts…Roger knew he had a lot to do, but the need to find out what had happened to his mate filled his brain and he couldn’t think of anything else.

A pen and a piece of paper being plunked down beside his keyboard made him jump.

Full name and date of birth, Pearson said. I’ll get Steel onto it as well.

Nodding quickly, Roger scribbled out the information on the piece

Reviews for No Mate of Mine

[cassandrajohnson91 · Rating: 3 out of 5 stars]

It is a touching story, I love Cam submissive nature and his willingness to trust his mate