Saved by the ruthless alpha

Austin POV

I sit in the lobby waiting for my name to hear my name called, just like I have done so many times before. I am hoping this time I find the one for me. Being a wolf and a daddy has proved to be difficult for me. I cannot seem to find the right fit for me and my lifestyle.

The Agency has helped many other wolves and me with contracts and finding the right fit for our unique lifestyles. Yet even though I am thorough with my contract and go over every inch of it with my candidate, it never seems to work out for me. Today is the absolute last appointment I can have. After today if I do not find my little, I am on my own.

“Austin Acton,” Meagan calls from the green door leading to the back.

I get out of my seat when she calls me. “Good Morning,” I say with a smile.

“Mr. Acton, please follow me to the back. I have six ladies waiting to meet you,” Meagan says.

“Great, I cannot wait to meet them,” I say.

I follow her down the long hallway to the meet and greet area. Before we go in, Meagan hands me a stack of files containing each lady's name, age, little age, bio, and a picture. I flip through the files quickly.

“Did you go over my contract with each of them?” I ask.

“Yes, I did. Five were willing to meet with you even though there are a few things they want to negotiate,” Meagan says.

“Five? There are six files here. Am I missing something?” I ask her.

Meagan takes a deep breath. “Listen, Austin. I want this to work for you badly. I think you are a great daddy, but your rules and what you need are a little much. The sixth lady agreed to everything,” Meagan says.

“Then why am I meeting with the other five?” I ask her.

“She is a little older than your request, but she very sweet and the most beautiful lady that has ever walked through my door,” Meagan says.

“How much older is she?” I ask.

“She is 46, but I want you to meet her and see if she is the right fit. Austin, this is your last shot. You cannot go through the agency again. I have to close your file,” Meagan says.

“I know that. I know I am difficult. Is she a virgin?” I ask.

“I said she fits all of your requirements, didn’t I?” Meagan says.

“Okay, instead of us going in to meet all of them, why don’t you bring her to meet me in the private waiting area?” I suggest to Meagan.

Meagan smiles at me a little devilish; this was her plan, after all. “Go wait for us in the private waiting area, and I will bring her,” Meagan says.