I finish banging Candice and order her to leave. When she’s gone, I sit in my chair and twiddle 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
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..
Damnit Storm, I think to myself rather crossly. I stomp out of the room and ignore the startled pack
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
Charming and that suits me just fine.
I stomped outside and over to the dungeon doors. Storm is excited for some inexplicable reason and
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
my astonishment. Is it some sort of strange perfume? I frown. I’ve just realized that I never bothered to
ask Langdon if
the prisoner was a male or female. That was a stupid oversight. I walk towards the cells, Storm howling
in my head as I tell him to shut the hell up. My gaze falls onto the small girl inside and my heart skips a
beat. This had to be a
mistake or a cruel prank of some kind, anything but what it is.
No, dear god, this isn’t 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 at the girl. She’s
small, delicate looking, bruises covering her arms and face. I feel a spurt of anger at the thought that
one of my men might have caused it. If they had, I’d 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 world as the mate bond comes to
“Mate” I whisper quietly and she nods. But she doesn’t speak to my shock. What’s up with that? I need
her name, my whole body craves to speak it out loud.
“What’s your name” 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 doing this intentionally?
She points at her throat, mouth opening and closing with no sounds.
She can’t talk to you, moron. Way to go. You’re scaring her.
You know that we can’t accept her as our mate, Storm, so don’t bother even thinking about it.
Why? She’s a damn sight lovelier than Candice and I won’t let you reject her.
You can’t stop me Storm,
I can refuse to let you shift and trust me, you reject this poor girl and that’s exactly what I’ll do.
Fine, then I guess /’ll make her life a living hell.
Do what you have to 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 sometimes, you know.
I sigh and fold my 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 would
that work, when she can’t form the words to accept the rejection? I don’t think her writing down the
words will be
She’s not like Elena. Give her a chance.
I hear Storm’s words but refuse to believe them. After all, before Candice came along, no one had
in dating me, even as one of the strongest packs and Alpha in the country. 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, this one wouldn’t be any
Topen the cage door and she slowly shuffles through, her eyes gazing up at me with what looks like
She’s about to 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 I
don’t want her anywhere near Candice. The last thing I need is that. God knows how Candice would
doesn’t need to know, I decide, feeling a tad guilty. After all, it’s not like I’m about to do anything wrong.
would be fine.
“Follow 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 a great
Talmost shoved her into my office and closed the 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 life. I feel a bit dismayed. Storm keeps
calling me an i***t.
I sat down opposite her and regarded her quietly. She’s avoiding my eyes and looking around the room
with interest. She’s so child-like, innocent and it’s hard not to watch her. It was hard to keep myself
from touching her.
“Listen” I say, grabbing a piece of paper and pen.” How about we start with your name first?”
She quickly scribbles down something and I glance down to see ‘Winter.’
“Winter’s your name?” I check and she nodded. It’s a cute name and it really seems to suit her well. I
head and clear my throat.
“Winter, I want you to understand something” I say sternly, and finally, she meets my eyes. “I don’t want
a mate, not now and not in the future. I’m perfectly happy with the life I have and I’m not about to ruin
She gives a nod and I swear I see tears in the corner of her eyes, even though she blinks them back. I
feel like a
right bastard now.
“I have a girlfriend and I just can’t have you near her. So what I’m going to do is make you an omega”, I
she stiffens. I know this must seem like an insult to her, but I couldn’t reject her with Storm threatening
to keep me
from shifting. A tiny, tiny part of me wants to keep her hanging around. Selfish, but I’m an Alpha and I
whatever I want. Besides this way, she’ll be able to earn a living and I can keep an eye on her at the
same time. For all
I know, she could be a spy from another pack.
I watched her nod, looking miserable. I harden my heart before I soften towards her. “I’m about to mind-
head omega” I tell her, leaning back in the chair. God she smells so good, my c**k is twitching like a
traitor. The sooner I get her out of here, the better.
The head omega comes bustling in. “Alpha Kai” she greets me cordially “what can I do for you?”
gesture towards Winter, who’s sitting there and listening. “I have a new omega to help you with your
duties. Please show her to a room, Maria”, I say with a sigh as she nods and begins to gesture for
Winter to follow her.
“Wait” I say suddenly and Maria looks at me confused. “Winter is mute, she can’t speak”, I explain
“please let the
other omegas know as well so there, is no misunderstandings”, I say grimly, and watch as Maria drags
Winter off. Winter glances over her shoulder one last time with a pleading look and I force myself to
stare back at her, watching
her face fall as she leaves.
This is a complication I definitely don’t need. Maybe, in time, I think a little hopefully, Storm will see the
having Winter here and agree to reject her. But something tells me that my wolf won’t be so easy to
that the longer she’s here, the harder I’m going to find fighting the mate bond. I dread having to tell
her. Would it be so bad if I kept Winter a secret? Candice doesn’t really need to know. At least not yet. I
outside. I need to do some training and work out my frustration. Some sparring should do the trick. In
fact, I think I’ll
go find Langdon, he has some serious explaining to do, and what better way to get it out of him, than to
fight him in
the training ring.