Mated by Contract to the Alpha Chapter 119

Dominic's POV

Morning brought with it a sense of impending confrontation. I stood at the window of my office at Sterling Group headquarters, watching the city come alive below as the first rays of sunlight glinted off glass and steel. In a few hours, the Collins family would arrive for a meeting they believed was about potentially resuming business relations. They would leave with a very different understanding.

I checked my watch - 7:30 AM. I'd been here since 5, reviewing every detail of our strategy. Ronald Collins was no fool. He'd built his empire through calculated risks and ruthless execution. But today he would learn that I operated on an entirely different level. I felt my wolf stir within me, eager for the confrontation. This wasn't just business - this was about establishing dominance and protecting what was mine.

The thought of Rebecca and our unborn child strengthened my resolve. The Collins family had been circling too long, expecting an alliance through Elizabeth that was never going to happen. Today I would end their delusions permanently.

"The PR statement is ready for your approval," Marcus said from behind me, placing a tablet on my desk. "And security is in position throughout the building."

I turned from the window, picking up the tablet to scan the carefully worded announcement that would be released immediately following the meeting:

[Sterling Group announces that CEO Dominic Sterling has found his destined mate and will formally bond with Rebecca Brown in a ceremony two months hence. This union supersedes all previous arrangements, including the informal understanding with Elizabeth Collins.]

"It's direct," I noted with approval. "No room for misinterpretation." I mentally reviewed the potential fallout. Stock prices might fluctuate briefly, but our position was secure. The Collins Group would be the ones scrambling to maintain investor confidence after this announcement.

"That's what you wanted." Marcus hesitated, then added, "Rebecca won't be attending?"

"No." My tone brooked no argument. "This conflict is mine to handle. Her safety—and our child's—is paramount." I remembered how Elizabeth had looked at Rebecca during their last encounter - with pure hatred. I wouldn't expose my mate to that again, especially in her condition.

Marcus nodded, accepting my decision though I could sense his reservation. "The Collinses will see her absence as a weakness."

"Let them." I set the tablet down with more force than necessary. "Anyone who mistakes my protection of my mate as weakness will quickly learn otherwise."

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The hours before the meeting passed in methodical preparation. I reviewed financial reports showing exactly how much leverage we held over Collins Group. Their last quarter had been weak, with three failed product launches and a 12% drop in market share. Knowledge that might prove useful in ensuring their cooperation. I also studied the personal files on Ronald and Elizabeth - their weaknesses, their aspirations, their pressure points. In business as in war, information was power.

I instructed my assistant to arrange the meeting room precisely as I wanted. My chair slightly elevated, theirs positioned so the sun would hit their eyes. Small psychological advantages that accumulated into dominance.

At precisely noon, my assistant announced the arrival of the Collins family. I remained seated behind my desk as they were shown in. I watched him enter, noting how his eyes quickly assessed the room, the exits, my position. Wolf instincts, even in human form.

"Dominic," Ronald greeted me with a forced smile that didn't reach his eyes. His heartbeat was slightly elevated - he was nervous but controlling it well. "Thank you for agreeing to meet. I believe we have much to discuss about resuming our partnership."

I gestured to the chairs arranged before my desk. "Please, sit." I kept my voice neutral but authoritative. The dynamic was clear - this was my territory, my meeting, my terms.

Ronald took the center seat, with Elizabeth to his right and two Collins Group executives to his left. Elizabeth was dressed impeccably as always, in a tailored blue dress that matched her eyes, her blonde hair arranged in a sleek chignon. She offered me a smile that was probably meant to be seductive but struck me as calculating. I could smell her expensive perfume from across the desk - too strong, too desperate to impress.

"I called this meeting to make something clear," I began without preamble once they were seated. I didn't offer drinks or small talk. This wasn't a social call. "There will be no resumption of business between Sterling Group and Collins Group."

Ronald's smile faltered. His right hand tightened slightly on the armrest. "I think we should discuss this further. Our companies have a long history—"

"That history ended when your daughter attacked my mate," I interrupted coldly. I felt a surge of anger remembering that day, but kept my expression controlled. "But that's not why I've asked you here today. I want to formally announce that I am terminating any understanding regarding a potential match between myself and Elizabeth."

Elizabeth's composure cracked, her eyes widening in shock. "You can't be serious. That human girl is nothing—" Her voice had risen slightly, betraying her loss of control.

"That 'human girl' is my destined mate," I cut in, my voice dropping to a dangerous register. I felt my wolf rise closer to the surface, demanding respect for my chosen partner. "In two months, we will complete the bonding ceremony. She is already carrying my child."

The silence that followed my announcement was absolute. Ronald's face had gone pale, the implications clearly sinking in. His shoulders tensed as he calculated this new reality. Elizabeth looked as though I'd slapped her, her perfect façade crumbling to reveal raw fury beneath. The executives exchanged uncomfortable glances, clearly wishing they were elsewhere.

"This is ridiculous," she finally sputtered. "You're letting your wolf be guided by... what? Lust? Novelty? She can't possibly understand our ways, our responsibilities."

I leaned forward slightly, feeling my eyes flash blue in warning. I didn't need to raise my voice to command their complete attention. "I expect both the Collins family and the Collins pack to respect my choice and to issue formal acknowledgment of the dissolution of any informal betrothal understanding between our families."

Ronald cleared his throat, clearly trying to salvage something from the situation. I could almost see him mentally shifting strategies, looking for leverage that no longer existed. "Of course we respect the mate bond, Dominic. If you've truly found your destined mate, we would never stand in the way of that. But perhaps we could discuss this privately?"

I shook my head once, decisively. "There's nothing to discuss. My decision is final, and a public announcement will be released today. I'm extending you the courtesy of hearing it directly from me first." I watched his reaction carefully.

Elizabeth stood suddenly, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. "You can get rid of her," she hissed, her voice low enough that only those with werewolf hearing would catch it. "No one would know. Then you could choose me, as you were always meant to."

A growl rose in my chest, unbidden and primal. I felt my partial transformation begin—claws extending from my fingertips, digging into the solid wood of my desk. The executives flinched visibly, sensing the danger even if they couldn't fully understand it. My wolf was pushing forward, demanding to defend his mate against this threat.

"Are you threatening my mate?" I asked, the words barely human through elongated canines. Every muscle in my body tensed, ready to strike if necessary.

Elizabeth stepped back, finally seeming to realize she'd crossed a line. Ronald quickly stood, placing a restraining hand on his daughter's arm. His eyes showed fear now - not of me personally, but of what I represented: an Alpha protecting what was his.

"She's upset, that's all," he said placatingly. "No one is threatening anyone."

I regained control with effort, forcing my wolf back and my features to return to human. The struggle was internal but decisive - I wouldn't give them the satisfaction of seeing me lose control completely. "Let me be perfectly clear," I said, my voice deadly quiet. "If anyone—regardless of their name or position—attempts to harm Rebecca in any way, I will consider it an act of war against Silver Shadow Moon Pack. The consequences would be... severe."