Ideal Mate

By Angelique Voisen

Born and raised in an Omega breeding facility, all Owen’s ever dreamt of is freedom. One Alpha client is his ticket out of hell but when Vance blows Owen’s expectations out of the water, Owen doesn’t know whether to stay or run. Owen’s terrified of his attraction to Vance, but will yielding to the Alpha put him in another kind of cage?

Vance needs an obedient Omega, an ideal mate for his unstable pack. Right from the start he knows Owen’s the exact opposite of meek and dutiful. The more Vance gets to know Owen, the sooner he realizes that Owen might be just what both he and his pack needs.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Evernight Publishing
• Release date: Mar 12, 2019
• ISBN: 9781773399140

Angelique Voisen

Angelique Voisen writes LGBTQ erotic romances and likes experimenting with different sub-genres. Her stories are often set in exotic settings and may include blades, fangs, kinky magic systems, and happily-ever-afters. Visit Angelique at www.angelvoisen.blogspot.com

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Copyright© 2019 Angelique Voisen

ISBN: 978-1-77339-914-0

Cover Artist: Jay Aheer

Editor: Karyn White

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WARNING: The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. No part of this book may be used or reproduced electronically or in print without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in reviews.

This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

DEDICATION

To my readers, I hope you enjoy Vance and Owen’s story as much as I loved writing it.

IDEAL MATE

Angelique Voisen

Copyright © 2019

Chapter One

Owen Pace couldn’t sit still, not today of all days. He’d been waiting for this exact moment his entire life. Screwing up wasn’t an option. Everything had to be perfect. Owen needed to be perfect so he could finally get the hell out of this Omega training and breeding facility.

Stop fidgeting, snapped Marcus, his trainer. The Alpha and his entourage will be here any moment.

They were in the nicest receiving room of the breeding compound. That meant the Alpha who’d posted that request on their website was someone important. Owen had never seen Marcus look this nervous or sweaty. Marcus and the other dominant shifters who called themselves trainers always saw themselves as superior to the Omegas they were paid to train.

It didn’t used to be like this in the past, according to the internet. Omegas used to belong with their respective packs, but they were so rare, that the more aggressive males in the pack or clan frequently fought over them. In the end, the paranormal government encouraged all shifter parents who birthed Omega shifters to place them in this special facility designed for them.

A home for Omegas, the breeding facility claimed on their website. Yeah right. Owen would have sniggered if he could, but that would break up the act he’d perfected over the past few weeks. This shithole felt like a prison, and Owen was ready to get out there, into the real world. Be finally free.

What if Owen was way out of his head thinking he could fool this Alpha? Breathe, Owen told himself. Panicking wouldn’t get him anywhere. Hell, he might even screw up his one and only chance. Owen memorized the Alpha’s requirements in his head.

Ideal mate wanted.

Must have gold hair and blue eyes.

Demure and obedient Omega.

Able to fulfill his duties perfectly.

Well. Owen certainly fit the physical description well enough, but the rest of him? Demure and obedient weren’t the two adjectives he’d use to describe himself. Marcus and the other trainers would have grouped Owen with the bad Omegas not long ago. Untrainable and defective. Those were the labels placed on Omegas the facility couldn’t find a use for.

Owen never saw any of those Omegas again, and a couple of them were his friends. Since the loss gutted him, Owen never attempted to make any more friends.

I’m surprised you turned over a new leaf, Marcus remarked to him. The higher-ups seriously thought you were unsalvageable.

Owen didn’t bite. In the past, he always let Marcus’ comments and insults get under his skin, but not today. Only a few more minutes. If the Alpha liked what he saw, then he’d spirit Owen away from this miserable place. Once Owen accomplished that, then he could formulate another plan that involved untangling himself from that Alpha.

Finally realized your place, huh? Marcus asked.

Owen’s patience reached its limits. He had a witty remark ready, but fortunately, the door opened, revealing the Alpha and his group. Owen stared, unable to help himself. Every terrifying step the massive Alpha took, the room temperature spiked. It felt hard to breathe. Owen had never felt this kind of aggressive energy before, and all of it originated from the hard-eyed Alpha.

Handsome wouldn’t be a word he’d use to describe this man. He must be six foot plus tall in Owen’s estimation and was built like a tank. Every inch of this Alpha was covered in hard muscle. Owen bet it would be like punching a wall. The Alpha had jet-black hair cropped close to the skull. A large scar bisected the Alpha’s left eye, which went all the way down to his cheek. More scars, rake marks, threaded the lower part of the Alpha’s neck, making him appear like some kind of savage warlord.

Owen swallowed. The Omega wolf who shared his skin whined inside of him, acknowledging the sheer dominance of this Alpha.

Mr. Darke, Marcus said in a nervous voice. Welcome.

Vance is fine, Vance said with a dismissive wave of his hand.

Before we get down to business, would you like— Marcus began.

Vance quickly cut the trainer off. I’m a busy man, trainer. I want what I came for. Is this the Omega?

Shit. Owen quickly dropped his gaze and stared at his shoes. His heart hammered hard, and sweat dripped down his back. Owen was truly way out of his league. What was worse? Owen should have felt nothing but