The Alpha's Rejected Silent Mate
The Alpha’s Rejected Silent Mate Chapter 101

Kai POV

I’m nervous. I can’t believe it. All this time I’ve spent with Winter and I can’t quite stop fidgeting with my hands. I get dressed in a separate room, so that she doesn’t feel afraid of me, spending time smoothing my hair back and making myself look as presentable as possible. I knock on the door gently and wait for her to call me in.

Whatever you do, don’t mess it up. She’s vulnerable, remember.

Don’t you think I know that Storm? I know she’s vulnerable. She’s got amnesia for heaven’s sake.

Well then, treat her gently, like fragile china.

I’m not going to treat her like she’s going to break. She’s stronger than you think she is.

Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

Enough Storm!

“Come in” she calls in that husky beautiful voice of hers.

I open the door and walk in, my mouth falling open. God she’s beautiful. She has no idea just how much of an effect she’s having on me. Her smile, those pearly white teeth of hers. Her slim legs clad in leggings. She’s wearing a dressy blouse and the leather jacket I got for her. Her hair cascades down her shoulders in waves. She’s stunning and for a moment I’m speechless.

“Do I look okay?” she asks me nervously.

I gulp. She more than looks okay. “You look beautiful” I breathe, bending down and giving her a quick peck on the cheek. I’m not about to push it right now and try and get a long k**s, although I have to say it’s taking a hell of a lot of restraint.

“Where are we going?” she asks curious and I smile and shake my head.

“It’s a surprise” I remind her and she pouts at me. It’s adorable, shaking her head so that her hair flies over her shoulder. I go to take hold of her hand and she flinches.

“Sorry” I apologise, I guess she’s still not to sure about me. It stings a little bit, but I can’t exactly blame her. I mean who knows how I would act if I didn’t have all my memories.

“No I’m sorry” she says softly, and takes hold of my hand, sparks flying between us “I didn’t mean to.”

“No harm done” I say with a friendly smile and begin to tug her out of the room. She giggles as we descend the stairs, laughing at my excitement.

“You’ll love it” I promise her, helping her into the passenger seat of the car. She gives a small nod, buckling up her seatbelt and patiently waiting for me to get into the driver’s side.

I start the engine and she reaches over to change the music, to country of all things. I know she likes that type of music and I’m willing to leave her to listen to it. She stares out the window, watching the scenery go by. She fidgets with both hands and I know she’s nervous. I just don’t know if she’s nervous of me or of going out in the first place. Soon, we’ve started our way into town and her eyes light up with excitement as I manoeuvre through the streets, parking in front of a club which I hope will be very familiar to Winter. The neon sign reads “Club 666” the same one I brought her to on our first date and the one that I am the proud owner of.

I help her out of her seat as she stands and grips my hand tightly, tucking herself in under my shoulder. “A club” she says anxiously “are you sure this is a good idea?”

“I promise you’ll like it. If you don’t we can just go home” I suggest and that seems to cheer her up slightly.

I walk her down towards the line that’s all the way up the street. It’s great to see how many people are desperate to get into the club. I confidently head towards the front of the line, where my regular bouncer, Leo is.

“Leo” I greet him and Winter looks at him, biting her l*p.

“Do I know you?” she asks him tentatively “you look a little familiar.”

Success. She remembered something. I want to fist pump the air. Leo looks bemused. “We met the last time you were here, princess” he says charmingly.

I glower at him. No one calls Winter princess but me. He just grins, recognising that he’s pushed my buttons. Good thing he’s an excellent employee.

“Oh,” is all Winter says with a puzzled expression.

“Hey what’s going on? This guy’s pushing his way in, you’re not going to just let him through are you? We’ve been waiting for ages” a young teenager shouts from behind us, sounding extremely pissed.

Leo just shrugs. “I’m not telling the owner he can’t get into his own club. You do it if you’re game enough” he says calmly and the boy falls silent.

Okay, that’s enough, goodbye Storm.

I cut Storm off and put up a block before he can tell me anything else. Damn that mutt. Bro’s indeed.

“Can you order me a dr pepper again please?” Winter asks, standing up and looking slightly unsteady on her feet “I just need to go to the bathroom.”

“Do you want me to walk you over there?” I ask, glancing at the bathrooms which are in a hallway off the dance floor. She shakes her head. “I’ll be fine. I just need to freshen up a little” she says weakly.

I’m not so sure but she starts to walk off anyway and I keep a close eye on her to make sure she makes it into the bathroom. Only then do I flag down a waitress and order Winter and myself a cool drink. I’d give anything for a nice refreshing beer right now, but seeing as Winter can’t drink, I’m not going to either. I’m not that much of an a*****e. Give me some credit at least.

The drinks come. Still no sign of Winter. I’m concerned she might be sick in the bathroom. My fingers drum along the table top as I sip at my coke. I don’t want to embarrass her by trying to get in or getting security to check on her. I take a glance at my watch. It’s only been five minutes, I’m clearly getting carried away. I settle back in my seat and sip my drink, watching the dancer’s on the dance floor.

A drunken man is shouting obscenities at the bar tender and I hover, wondering if I should go investigate, and possibly step in. He hasn’t threatened violence but as I listen, it’s clear that the bartender has cut the man off from drinking, rightfully so. It’s standard policy and I’m appreciative that he’s following it. The security team step in, so I don’t have too and I watch as the man is dragged away, kicking and yelling all sorts of things, before his voice fades away as he’s dragged outside. The bartender looks relieved. I don’t blame him. No one wants to have to deal with that crap, and bartenders have to on a daily basis. How hard is it to stop drinking when it’s clear you’ve had enough? Too hard for some people apparently.

Where the hell is Winter? I glance at my watch and begin to get concerned. It’s been a little while now. What do I do? I can’t exactly push into the ladies room myself. Hell no, not even as the owner. There had to be a member of security who was female who could check on her for me. I turn my head to look and sigh. They’re all outside still. I turn back and almost have a heart attack. Winter is standing there, pale, her eyes red and puffy. I hadn’t even heard her approach, let alone smelt her scent, but there was so many people in the club it would have been easy to miss it.

“Are you alright?” I ask, leaning over to grasp her hand. God they’re so cold and clammy. I try to warm them with my own.

There’s a tremulous smile on Winter’s face. She swallows and then speaks. “I’m not feeling the best, is it okay if we just go home?”

If she’s not feeling well, then of course we’re going home. That’s not even a question. I get up hurriedly. “Let’s go” I say crisply and begin to drag her behind me out of the club. She feels so cold. It’s odd.

“I didn’t mean to ruin anything” she says in a whisper.

“You haven’t” I say firmly “I had a great time tonight and there’ll be other nights as well.”

She gives me a small smile and nods.

I help her into the car and place the heater on for warmth. She curls up in the seat and rests her head against the window, watching everything pass by. By the time we make it back to the pack house, she’s fallen firmly asleep.

I frown. She must be sick or something. I gently gather her up and cradle her to my chest, walking up towards the bedroom. I debate whether to put her in a separate room again but she’s cold and I figure my body heat might help. I place her in the bed and take my shirt off, climbing in beside her, pulling her up against me as she sleeps and resting my head on her shoulder. This is where she belongs, where she’s meant to be. I close my eyes. For now, I would have to be content with her company and pray that her memories come back soon.