Chapter Four

Morgan stared at Riley, knowing that his news would shock him; it did the same to him. At first, he had ignored the signs because, as a dominant alpha, he had a pick of whoever he wanted for his mate or, in his case, mates. From childhood, Morgan was a strong alpha and knew that he would have more than one mate, but he wasn't ready to be tied down to anyone. Morgan remembered the first time he met Riley at the conference. In a sea of omegas and alpha's, one scent called to him, and when he found it was coming from Riley, he had to get to know the man.

He had to admit Riley was not the type of omega he'd go for. He preferred the slim frame, narrow shoulders and hips, long limbs, soft eyes, and more boyish features. Morgan loved picking up his lovers and fucking them in all kind f positions. Riley was nothing like that. He had hard muscles, a well-manicured beard, and was a couple of inches shorter than him. Yet, none of those physical features had ever hindered their time together. But what drew Morgan's attention was the man's chocolate brown eyes. They told Morgan more than Riley's mouth would say.