The Alpha's Rejected Silent Mate

Chapter 63 

I’ve heard rumors and gossip going around the pack house that Kai ended up torturing Candice for what she’d. done to me. I don’t know how to feel about it. On one hand, the b***h had tried to attack me, but on the other hand, she had also been Kai’s girlfriend. Wouldn’t it-have hurt him to have done something so cruel and mean to her, even if

she claimed to have never loved her?

She deserves it Winter. No one can attack an Alpha’s mate and expect to get away from the consequences. Not even an ex girlfriend. He’s showing the pack there are consequences in touching you. It’s to be expected and she knew it as well.

know, but sometimes I feel detached from Kai, or maybe really detached. I know we’re still trying this mates thing but it feels so awkward and stift know almost nothing about him. Part of me really wants to get to know him some more.

-We could seduce him.

That’s not what I meant by getting to know him, Sabriel! But you would-be getting to know a part of him, hint, hint. You have absolutely no shame, do you? None whatsoever and that’s the way I like it.

The door swings open and I crinkle my nose as the stench of blood and lots of it, permeates the air. My eyes widened in shock and disbelief as I saw a disheveled Kai, with blood splattered on his clothes. I feel nauseas, Was this blood Candices? I guess he had done the torture thing after all. I almost backed away but he held up a hand, halting me in my tracks.

“Steady now” he said soothingly as he walked slowly into the room, shutting the door and locking it as I watched “I’m going to get cleaned up and then we are going to talk.” Um, I think a little amused. “Well, I’ll talk” he amends, hurrying into the bathroom. I’m left wondering what it is he wants to discuss.

There you go, he wants to have a discussion. That’s great Winter. Maybe he’ll tell you about himself. That would be nice. I feel like we’re just strangers sharing a room at the moment. Well, you could acquaint yourselves with each other. Sabriel, stop going there, you’re a horndog.

the goddamn snow. You need to get laid girl, release some of that frustration. Heck, jump his bones, you’ll thank

mean you’re extra clean? I don’t think it works that way Sabriel. There’s

the shower turn off and stare in awe as he makes his way into the room, dressed in only a towel that wrapped around his delicious body. My mouth drools as I stare at him, unable to look away from his muscled chest and arms, my heart thumping wildly while Sabriel begins to prance around in my head, like an excited puppy. For once, I was too shocked to scold her. His eyes glint with amusement as he looks at me

says huskily as my jaw drops open and I feel myself

ground and blushed, highly embarrassed by my reaction to his body. He gives a chuckle and I hear him rifling through the drawers for clothes, which makes Sabriel extremely sad. Now she’s pouting, like it’s my fault he’s putting

lips tingle where we touch, his tongue caressing me untill open to him, his tongue delving in and beginning to plunder me as I

down to earth with a disappointed thud.   didn’t want a

window, deep in thought. Finally, after a

makes tears well up in

I was little, due to a rogue attacking me as a child. It never really bothered me too much, I was young and foolish enough to think everyone would

due to a few scars. How could children

at least” he continues as I feel a small spurt of jealousy within my breast “not longer after I shifted into my wolf. She was a quiet studious girl, one that I went to school with and

tree, reading a book as I came up to her. I was so full of myself, so high

exhales and shoots me a wry glance. “So it came as a complete shock to find out that she was more than willing to reject me. I could have lived with that” he admitted sheepishly “if she hadn’t told me that the reason she didn’t want to be with me, is because of these damn scars” he said, tracing them with a finger. I want to reach out and

mate. It must have been devastating for him. Was it any wonder that he was self conscious about them? What kind of girl did that to someone who they were meant to be with? A shallow, vain girl, that’s

rejected by another mate or in a vulnerable position again. Candice was one of a few girls I dated, and she lasted the longest. Most women, look at me and see my scars, instead of the real