The alpha rejection

Chapter 10

Zac

It had been a year since I last saw my mate, Bella. A year since I had slept with anyone. I didn't feel complete anymore. It wasn't like I was complete before, but being near here made me feel... I don't know full-ish. I had always known that once you met your mate that you would never feel complete without her, but I never thought that it would be this strong and hit me this hard.

Sometimes I question why I didn't just accept her in the first place, sure she is human and sure she is weak and not as skinny or pretty as the sluts like Duffy, but maybe we could have beaten the odds. Well, actually, I lied to myself a little bit there. Although Bella seems weak on the outside, her aura is strong, which proves that she is a strong-willed person, or at least was. Sure, Bella wasn't on the verge of starvation like Duffy was, but that didn't mean she was fat. She was just ..squishy? The biggest lie in that sentence above though,was when I said that she wasn't pretty. But then again,maybe I was right in a sense because she wasn't pretty or hot, she was stunning and breathtaking and beautiful.

Grrr, I growl to myself. I’m not making any sense. I don't freaking want a weak, pathetic human!! Even if we survived the attacks and all of the other dangers, what makes me think she would survive the rest? What makes me think that she would survive the alpha initiation or even carry my pups? Wolf babies are stronger than human ones by a long shot. They grow so fast before they are even born, so that it takes less time. I guess you could compare it to Twilight. Vampire babies and all that jazz, are stronger than humans..yeah that's right. I just talked about Twilight. I have always had a sort of secret sweet tooth obsession with the Twilight Saga.

I used to go to the town's library claiming to do homework and essays, but I would grab one of the four books and disperse into a vacant corner of the library that was concealed from all humanity so I could read in peace and quiet without having to worry about keeping up my cool guy reputation. When the movies came out, I would painfully wait until around a week after they had come out in theaters and then I would drive for two hours and forty-five minutes to a low-key

obviously an out of town run-down theater to see the movie.

Get yourself together Zac! I just can't keep my thoughts in one place anymore and I keep jumping from one thing to another, as you can obviously tell. One minute I was thinking about Bella and my love for her and how I call her fat, but she is really just perfect and how I have been the worst mate ever, making her life a living hell, and then the next minute l am talking about my secret obsession with Twilight?

Damn, this girl is messing me up!

It's too late to change my mind and take her back. Anyways, she has already been taken. I had sent out a search party for her but they tracked her scent to an airport along with the strangers (l expect this 'mystery man' to be a rogue) scent where both scents disappear.

in the blink of an eye, or a twitch or a nose, I guess in this case.

"Zac, are you ready to leave?" Someone asked

startling me out of my rant. I looked over at the door and saw John in the doorway. He gave me a sad but cautious look like he was almost scared of my reply. Why can you ask? Let's just say I have been kind of short tempered lately.

I just nodded and said a quick yes. John nods his head and leaves quickly.Today we were heading to a conference with all of the Alpha's in the country and me, being a future Alpha, was accompanying my father, the current Alpha, along with my father's beta, John. It was being held at the Supernatural Kingdom by the Queen of Supernatural and her new - or not so new - found successor who will be taking over the position when her eighteenth birthday comes.

I sighed; she was the same age as Bella. Oh, how I miss my mate so much! I really need to get this girl out of my head, I growl.

The airplane ride was long and boring and as soon as we got to the hotel room, I got into my room and plopped onto my bed.

I was bored and sexy and, since there was no one in my room, why not flaunt it, in wolf form. Of course, I stood up in front of the full-length mirror and took off my shirt. My perfectly tan washboard abs that coordinated just right with my brown hair that was currently splayed in every direction from the long flight,stood out extremely noticeably. Just how I like it.

I then proceeded to take off my jeans. As they fell to the floor, I kicked them away and debated taking off my boxers but quickly decided against it as I shifted quickly.

into my wolf form, trying to push down my growl that comes automatically with the shift.

I smirked at the rustic colored wolf that was staring back at me in the mirror. Damn, I'm sexy even without my abs.

I turned around to jump onto my bed but froze immediately after I did. Standing there in the doorway of the washroom was a maid, obviously foreign, who was carrying a bucket of cleaning supplies. She dropped them on the floor and continued to stare at me.

Sh*t!

I shifted back quickly and grabbed a pillow to cover my important naked parts.

She seemed to be knocked out of her shock or

whatever and because reached down and grabbed a spray bottle of Windex and picked it up. She cautiously took a step forward and then another. She lifted the bottle of Windex and started to spray it frantically at me. My eyebrows knotted in confusion before amusement replaced them. She was screaming what I assumed were some vulgar words, but I wasn’t certain because I didn't speak whatever language she was.

Spazzina in.

"What The Hell lady?! Do you usually spray your guests with cleaning supplies? If so, that's not very good service and I hope it isn't included in the bill," I told her, trying to stop Windex from entering my mouth.

When she ran out of Windex and she noticed it still had no effect on me, she ran over to her bucket of supplies and wiped out a bottle of bleach and mixed a granite cleaner and carpet cleaner in with it.

"Um, lady, I don't think that's a smart idea, those things are highly flammable," I warned her. Oh god how I hope this doesn't sting me.

She looked at me as her face twisted and she screamed something that sounded like, "putane!" But I really have no clue what the hell she was saying.

She ran over to me and dumped the bottle of bleach,carpet cleaner and granite cleaner onto my head and then looked to see if I was going to c***k up into a pile of ashes.

When she noticed it had no effect, her expression turned fearful. When she noticed it had no effect, her expression

turned fearful.

I gave her a smirk and decided to give her an Edward Cullen quote, "Kryptonite doesn't bother me, either." Wow, I have no life.

She gulped noticeably and ran out of the room.

Great now, my bed was bleached and cleaned with Windex and the carpet was cleaned along with a healthy (note sarcasm) granite shine to it.

They really need better employees here...

I just can't wait to get out of here and back home so I can mourn about my f***ed up life, I told myself as I took a shower and climbed into the other bed that was on the other side of my room.