Free ROMANCE: Billionaire Bear Mate (Paranormal Alpha WereBear Shifter Mail Order Bride Romance) (Paranormal Romance, Bear Shifter Romance, Werebear Shapeshifter) by Sicily Duval Page A

had a big meeting in a couple of hours and it was going to take everything I had to convince the company to sell.
    “We found you a wife,” my mom said, sounding happier than she ever had before. I slammed my fists down on the table, hard enough to split the old wood in half. The table crumbled beneath my fingers as I dove from my seat, uncaring as to whether I broke it too in the process.
    Still to this day, nearly a week later, those five simple words rang hauntingly in my mind. ‘We found you a wife’, how could words as small and plain as those sound so dangerous? I shivered even now as they repeated over and over again in my mind as exact as they sounded on the day. I was sat safe in my office, overlooking the city beneath me, for the first time in my life I realised just how good they had it. Money meant power, power over men, but apparently it didn’t give me the freedom I wanted to choose my own future.
     

Chapter Two
    I checked my clock again, only to notice that less than a minute had passed since the last time I had looked. Frowning I turned back to my laptop and stared blankly at the document in front of me; it was only half filled in and still lacking my signature. Forgetting that the laptop was both expensive and breakable I tossed it abruptly across the room and watched on in annoyance as it crumbled to the ground, a mix of plastic and broken circuits. Resting my forehead against my palms I shook my head roughly, what was happening to me?
    This wasn’t me; I wasn’t normally out of control. In fact control was something I was good at, control over myself and others. I was the city’s most eligible bachelor and I had made sure that I had made the most of it. But not anymore, I was sat in my office waiting for the woman that my parents expected me to spend the rest of my life with. The concept was somewhat ridiculous, it was a normal Monday morning and one I hadn’t planned on spending waiting for her to arrive. To make matter worse she was late, I didn’t appreciate lateness.
    “I have Mr George on the phone, he wants to know if you’re sure you want to cancel the meeting at 11am?” my secretary, Linda, questioned through the intercom.
    “Yes, of course I do,” I snapped as soon as I had pressed the button to answer her. I had been furious when I had had to ring him and cancel, the first meeting I had ever cancelled and it was costing me big. I had no doubt that he would sell to someone else and for much less as well. He was desperate to sell which was how I had found him, we had struck a deal but now I had no choice but to cancel.
    “William,” to the sound of my name I looked up to see my beaming mom looking over at me. How had I not heard her walk in? She smiled her famous smile down at me and I had no choice but to smile back. It was only a half-smile that definitely showed my unwillingness, despite this she practically jumped up and down on her feet, clapping her hands.
    “You’re excited!” she exclaimed breathlessly.
    “Sure,” I grumbled under my breath, as always she saw what she wanted to see and right now it wasn’t my reluctance.
    In a second her arms were across the perfectly polished desk and wrapped around my neck in a show of affection that was unlike her. However excitable and over the top she may be, affection was not something any of us showed easily. She ruffled my blonde hair fondly before dropping her hands and looking away, clearly startled by the display. I blinked, taking it in as I flipped my hair back to where it should be. Today was just getting stranger and stranger.
    “I knew you would be,” she almost sang as she took the seat in front of my desk.
    “Where is she anyway?” I asked unsurely, wondering just where she could be hiding, it was ten minutes after when she was supposed to be here and I was getting impatient.
    “She’s running a little late, but she will be here soon I’m sure,” my mom said, she was clearly trying to excuse her lateness; she