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

frown. I’ve just

as I tell him to shut the hell up. My gaze falls onto the

a cruel prank of some kind, anything but what it

happening. Not again. I have a girlfriend, who might 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

kill them. She’s slightly dirty and when she turns towards me, our eyes meet and I’m absolutely speechless, staring at the most beautiful girl in the whole

life.

she nods. But she doesn’t speak to my shock. What’s up

body craves to

Is she an j***t? You can’t just ignore

at her throat, mouth opening and

to you, moron. Way to go. You’re

accept her as our

damn sight lovelier than Candice and I won’t let you reject

can’t stop me

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

I guess /’ll make

do, but I’m not rejecting her. She’s ours and you’ll see that for yourself one day, if you stop being such a stubborn jackass. You really can be a d**k

arms. The girl is still eyeing me, as though frightened, and I feel a small pang of guilt. I hadn’t meant to frighten her. If I’d 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. Besides, how

when she can’t form the words to accept the rejection? I don’t think her writing down the words will

not like Elena. Give her

them. After all, before Candice

I might be known for being strong, but my looks had put off every female that had come across my path. Females were all the same,

different.

cage door and she slowly shuffles through, her eyes gazing

else I can do. I can’t have her

near Candice. The last thing I need is that. God knows how Candice would react.

know, I decide, feeling a tad guilty. After all,

would be fine.

me” I ordered, and went upstairs, glancing back over my shoulder. She’s tightlipped and pale but follows me none the less to my satisfaction. At least she can follow orders. That’s useful. In fact, that gives me

idea.

door. For some strange reason, she cowers in the chair. Is she afraid that I’ll hit her? I’ve never hit a woman in my

with interest. She’s so child-like, innocent and

piece of paper and pen.”

down something and I glance

nodded. It’s a cute name and it really seems to suit her well. I

and clear