A Mute Mate For Alpha Dylan

03

PRIMROSE HOLT.

Groaning, my head spun as I tried to open my eyes. Pain rippled through me and a dull haze clouded my mind as I slowly started coming to.

I felt like I was floating, completely disconnected from the rest of my body and my stomach churned with nausea as I tried to help myself up.

“Where am I?” I asked myself, my vision was still a little blurry as I tried to make sense of my own situation by looking around and it wasn’t until then that I realized that my hands and legs were bound.

A cold sweat broke out from my forehead when I realized that I was in a shabby camp isolated from other slaves who seemed like they were about to devour me.

I could feel their piercing gaze on me and I could also sense their murderous intent. I didn’t need a priest to tell me that they would have killed me if they were given even the slightest chance.

A smirk played on their lips and I felt cold shivers run down my spine as I tried to ignore them but the intensity of their gazes was too strong for me to ignore.

Shaking the thought of the other slave wanting to kill me out of my head. I played back the entire thing that had happened before I passed out and even I couldn’t believe it.

I’d made a sound! I made a sound for the first time in my life and not just any sound, it was a cry for help!

I could vividly remember that before I fell unconscious, I’d called out to Alpha Dylan and he had looked back at me with a gaze that was as soft as fur.

His eyes were calm, a gentle compassion shone in them but those emotions were also mixed with surprise and I didn’t blame him, I knew exactly why he was surprised.

Everyone had told him that I was a mute so me making a sound at that moment must have shook him to the core, in fact, not just him, I was sure that the entire crowd, including my father, was dumbfounded.

They never would have thought that the worthless mute, the girl that could never defend herself when she’s being bullied, would make such a loud sound.

I’d sensed a really deep, strong and intense connection in his eyes as he looked at me and I could tell that he could feel it too.

He most definitely could feel it. It’s not possible for me to be the only one feeling this.

Hope filled me and I’d thought that he was coming to my rescue, I thought that he was going to put an end to my suffering.

I’d hoped that my mate was going to help me hit the next thing I knew, everything had turned dark and went extremely silent.

Once again, just as usual, I’ve been abandoned.

I was expecting it from my father, he never helps me, even back at home but there was a tiny flicker of hope that I had in me because I thought that my mate would at least help me.

“I have to escape, I can’t stay here and let them decide my fate.” I said to myself as I tried to get rid of the rope that my hands were tied with.

I’m not naive, I know really well that people brought to a place like this could never have anything good happen to them, they end up being treated as s*x slaves.

‘I’d rather die than let something like that happen to me.’ I said to myself, making up my mind as I undid the rope around my hand and proceeded for the one around my legs.

“WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?!” A voice yelled at me, causing me to almost jump out of my skin as I looked up to see that it was one of the guards in a mask.

They were also the people that had knocked me out and brought me here, “do you think that just because you’ve been regarded as a special slave, you can do as you like?!” He barked.

I couldn’t understand what he was saying, I’ve never been regarded as special before and so it was shocking.

Opening my mouth to speak, I felt an overwhelming sense of fear grip me at the thought of thinking I could make a sound and being unable to speak.

“Listen here, you insolent fool!” The guard sneered and from how harsh his words sounded, I could tell that he was gritting his teeth, “you’re no different from the other slaves here.” He scowled and I swallowed.

“You’re lucky you probably won’t spend much time here,” he continued, every word that came out of his mouth was so harsh that it felt like they were lashing at my skin.

“We would have taken turns with you.” He finished as he grabbed my hair and pulled me up with it. The thought of it tore at my insides as it sent chills down my spine.

“Hey! You can’t hurt her, you’ll anger him.” Another of the guards said and the one that had been verbally harassing me only sighed as his grip around me tightened.

He had just indirectly implied that he would have r***d me if I wasn’t to be taken away from here. Questions started entering my mind as he yanked me until I was running to catch up to his steps.

Where are they taking me to and who is the ‘him’ that they had referred to earlier?

Just as we approached a large door, I felt an unusual excitement, hope started filling me again and it wasn’t until the door opened that I understood why.

“Mate.” I growled internally as I was brought to the presence of Alpha Dylan, he was practically the only one in the large room with a glass of wine in his hand.

I wasn’t totally abandoned after all, my mate had saved me.

His aura was strong, almost too strong that I could feel it threatening to break me but I had an equally intense willpower that made his aura have less effect on me.

He radiated an energy so fervent and merciless that I froze over. My heart stopped for what seemed like minutes before shooting up to my throat, making it hard for me to breathe.

His aura was dark and he embodied a force that told me that he wouldn’t think twice before taking a life, he would do it in a blink of an eye.

As expected of Alpha Dylan Lincoln, the authoritative and strong-willed Alpha of the Sharpfang pack.

Maybe he hasn’t come to save me. Maybe he asked the guards to bring me here just so he could ruin me even more.

Whatever it is, I didn’t need a saint to tell me that I’d just stepped foot in the lion’s den. I’d escaped a frying pan just so I could jump right into the fire burning below it.

“I don’t have much to say to you,” Alpha Dylan started, his voice so cold that I got goosebumps, “I brought you here because I have use for you.” He paused to take a sip of his wine.

His eyes met mine for a brief moment and I felt like hell definitely froze over, my heart palpitated and an instant fear took over my demeanor.

He only looked at me for a brief second and already has such an effect on me? He really is trouble.

“Apparently, you’re the only one that can get close to me and there’s also no mistake that you are definitely my mate.” He affirmed.

My insides twisted with excitement and I felt a warm glow engulf me when I heard him tell me just how special I am.

I mean, who would have thought that I, Primrose Holt, the reject of the Holt family and entire pack would be someone special to Alpha Dylan Lincoln?

I’m the only one that can get close to him and he’s definitely the only person that can put an end to my ‘stealer’ pheromone.

This has to be fate. We’re destined for each other.

“However,” his loud, chill voice put a halt to my thoughts, “over my dead body will I accept a weak werewolf to be my mate.” He continued, shattering all hope that I harbored.

“I don’t need a weak, useless werewolf as my mate and your existence alone irks me, it annoys me to think that the moon goddess would think so lowly of me to make you my mate.”

His words tore at me like talons, he was ruthless with his words and didn’t care what kind of effect they have on me.

My mate was rejecting me too.

“Your life is a potential danger to me because you’re weak and anyone could easily manipulate and take advantage of you.” He finished.

My lips parted and before I could blink or even think to say something, Alpha Dylan was already standing in front of me with his palm wrapped around my neck, restricting my airflow.

“How do I clean up this mess?” He growled, his eyes bloodshot and cold as he stared into my eyes that were already filled with tears due to the fact that it was impossible for me to breathe.

“This is such a pain in my f*****g ass.” His voice was lower and before I could make sense of anything happening, I felt his teeth on my neck, causing my eyes to widen in shock.

What? What’s going on? He just said he doesn’t want me!

Is he going to mark me?!