The Alpha's Rejected Silent Mate

Chapter 41

Kai POV

I finish banging Candice and order her to leave. When she’s gone, I sit in my chair and twiddle my thumbs. My

mind keeps flashing back to the fact there is a prisoner in the dungeon. While part of me is more than happy for them

to cool their heels and wait for me to go down there, another part of me is almost desperate to see this prisoner, my wolf especially. Does he know something that I don’t?

Please go down to the dungeon. For heaven’s sake, stop procrastinating.

It’s just a pathetic shifter, Storm, why bother? We can leave them for a few days. They’re nothing special. Plus,

they are an i***t for traveling alone. They can take the time to think about their stupidity.

But something is telling me it’s important. Always trust your gut.

Will you leave me alone for Christ’s sake? You are imagining things.

Not until you go down there.

Fine, you annoying mutt, I’ll go down there. Happy now? I swear..

Yes, Very.

Damnit Storm, I think to myself rather crossly. I stomp out of the room and ignore the startled pack members

who watch my every move. I imagine some of the women are turning away in disgust, over the horrible scars that are

prominent on my face. I don’t blame them, even I know how hideous I look. After all, I’m definitely no Prince

Charming and that suits me just fine.

I stomped outside and over to the dungeon doors. Storm is excited for some inexplicable reason and it’s

annoying as hell. The door opens with a loud creak and I make a mental note to fix that. It looks just like I remember it as I progress down the stairs. The same smell of dampness and mildew, not to mention the metallic scent of blood. It’s dark, the only light coming from barred windows. It’s not the most welcoming place, but it’s not designed to be.

It’s designed for torture and imprisonment.

I sniff. There’s a curious smell wafting towards me, like strawberries and cream. My stomach gets butterflies to

of strange perfume? I frown. I’ve just realized that I

male or female. That was a stupid oversight. I walk towards the cells, Storm howling in my head as I tell

a cruel prank of some

not exactly love to pieces, but that! really liked having around. This had to be a mistake. I walked closer, my eyes narrowed as I looked at the girl.

anger at the thought that one of my men might have caused it. If they had, I’d kill them. She’s slightly

life.

whisper quietly and she nods. But she doesn’t speak to

name, my whole body craves to speak it out

I demand and she just waves her hands around. Is she an j***t? You can’t just ignore an Alpha when they ask you a question. Was she

mouth opening and closing with no

talk to you, moron. Way to go.

can’t accept her as our mate, Storm, so don’t

than Candice and I won’t let you

stop

me, you reject this poor girl and that’s exactly what

I guess /’ll make her life

you have to do, but I’m not rejecting her. She’s ours and you’ll see that for yourself one day, if

known beforehand that she was mute, I wouldn’t have used my Alpha tone on her. But I don’t know what to do with her. Because in spite of Storm’s threats, I don’t want to reject her.

form the words to accept the rejection? I don’t think her writing down the

not like Elena. Give

them. After all, before Candice came along, no one

one of the strongest packs and Alpha in the country. I might be known for being strong, but my looks had

different.

slowly shuffles through, her eyes gazing up at me with what looks like

get a shock but I can’t see what else I can do. I can’t have her near me, the will only get stronger and

near Candice. The last thing I need is that. God

I decide, feeling a tad guilty. After all, it’s not like I’m about to do anything wrong.

would be fine.

and pale but follows me none the less

idea.

Is she afraid that I’ll hit her? I’ve never hit a

interest. She’s so child-like, innocent and it’s hard not to watch her. It was hard to keep myself

and pen.” How about we start with your

scribbles down something and I

she nodded. It’s a cute name and it

clear my