The Playboy Alpha is my Mate

Chapter 3

Why does it hurt so much?

Sarah pov.

He left me breathless and with a hysterical heart. I tried to take even breaths, hoping to calm my frantic

heart. I could feel it pounding in my rib cage and the blood rushing in my veins. I felt hot and cold at the

same time. I was sweating yet, my hands were numb with cold.

I couldn’t believe that I had kneed him where the sun doesn’t shine. It was just a reflex action I was

used to. In high school, lots of the stronger male wolves had tried to take advantage of us rank less

females. They would try to lure helpless she wolves and just use them however they pleased.

It took a lot of courage and strength to face them and stay away from their clutches. And kneeing them

in the balls was my signature move. It would buy me enough time to run away from them saving myself

from them.

Some of the girls were not so lucky. Some of them were forced into submission while others happily

offered themselves to the males. To me, that was just plain gross. Why would I want to make out or

sleep with numerous males while most of them were proud self centred assholes?

I had always wished that my mate would be kind and considerate. I wished to have a loving relationship

with him. Never in my life had I thought that the snobby man whore of an alpha would be my mate. I

sighed.

I guess I shouldn’t have expected anything else. Most of the males on our pack were flirts. I pouted as I

felt my eyes sting with tears. Maybe I should focus on my work. Worrying about my mate must wait. I

need my paycheck. That was the whole reason why I was here anyway.

Time passed. I tried to focus. But my stupid wolf was whining in my head. I felt an unexpected urge to

walk through that door and barge into his office. Why was this stupid bond making me want to do crazy

things?

“Gaaaah!” I groaned in exasperation. I slammed the pen in my hand and stood up from my seat to

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Maybe I should go. Perhaps I should try to earn his forgiveness for my earlier actions. He was my

mate, and he had every right over me. Yes. I should try to explain myself.

I sighed and straightened my clothes as checked myself out from the mirror in the attached toilet. I

looked ok. Smiling at my reflection, I took in a deep breath.

“I’ve got this. Let’s go and talk to mate.” I whispered to myself and walked out of the cabin. His office

was just a few steps away.

Suddenly I felt my stomach churn uneasily. Frowning I forced the down that had to come out of my

mouth. What was going on? I wondered. This sure was a weird day. As I got close to the door, a

strange noise that came from inside his office made me freeze.

The continuous sound of skin slapping and the moans of pleasure. My breathing hitched. What was

going on in his office?

My conscience was telling me that I should most probably go away. But the sound that filtered through

the unlocked wooden door definitely didn’t sound very good to me. What could he be involved in?

Curious, I opened the door without bothering to knock. The sight in front of me made me feel as though

the world had stopped revolving.

All I saw was some scattered clothes on the floor and two nude figures beside the table. It took a

moment for me to realise that the one standing and ramming into the naked woman was my mate.

Alpha Michael. The sound of their moans and groans was proof that both of them were indeed enjoying

what they were doing.

The entire room was filled with their moans and with each thrust, I felt my heart shatter into tiny pieces.

My conscience was right. I should have left. But I was naive to realise what that sound was. Never in

my life had I had such an experience nor have I seen nor heard such a scene. I was innocent. Too

innocent to even search and watch porn at home.

But I guess all of that is now in the past. I stood frozen, unable to move a muscle as my mate looked at

me and grinned as though he was proud of what he was doing in his office. He slowed down a bit and

stared at me for some time. I could feel his unexpressed taunts pierce daggers in my already broken

heart.

“Ah...faster faster.....” the she wolf who was bent over urged through her gasps of breath. He growled

and increased his pace.

“Yes. Alpha like that....ah ah.....” she screamed. I guess she was completely unaware of my presence.

She screamed while he groaned, making me guess that they both had reached their climax. All this

while, I was glued to my place. It felt as though I was dreaming. None of this felt right. It only seemed

like a mirage.

“Oh who is this?” the female asked. I glared at the she wolf who was now gathering her clothes,

seemingly trying to cover her nudity from me. I felt an immense feeling of disgust arise in my heart.

Who was she to ask who I was? But of course, no one except us knew that we were mates. Everyone

would think that I was just a normal pack member.

“Oh just my new PA. Nothing important. You can leave now Carol.”

His statement about me made my broken heart sink. Is that what I was to him? Nothing important? I

watched dumbfounded as Carol wore her skimpy clothes and walk past me, smirking in my direction as

she did.

“The alpha is really good at what he does honey.” She winked and strolled away. It was only then, that

the smell in the room started to make me gag. Being a werewolf meant that I had a better sense of

smell than a normal human. However, the ranked ones would have their senses enhanced better than

lower ranked ones like me.

“Why are you here anyway? If it is not important leave me alone.” He demanded unhappily. I quickly

closed the door and leaned against it. Fighting against the tears that threatened to roll out of my eyes, I

tried to inhale deeply and calm down my nausea.

Just then I saw Cheryl, the nice young lady who worked in the reception.

“Cheryl,” I called out, my voice quivering with the hurt I felt.

“Yes. Honey.” She replied just as sweetly.

“Is that....” I trailed off but she seemed to understand.

She nodded and smiled.

“Oh, that? Alpha has his women if he feels like it. It would be best if we don’t meddle with his personal

affairs. That’s not our business, isn’t it?” she smiled “I must go now. I have a lot of work. We must hang

out sometime.”

I nodded, offering a forced smile, my eyes lingering on her retreating back.

But he is my mate. He is my personal affair. I thought as tears rolled down my cheeks. I hastened to

wipe away the salty trail on my cheeks and inhaled. I had known that he was a playboy since the

beginning. But why does it hurt so much?

I dragged myself away from the doorway and forced myself back to my own cabin. By this time, tears of

hurt streamed down my cheeks and the feeling of dejection had sunk my heart. How could my mate do

this to me? One thing was certain to me. I didn’t deserve this.

No longer motivated to work, I slumped on my seat and cried to my heart’s content. My whole cabin

was filled with uncontrolled sobs and gasps. Oh, why was fate so cruel to me? All that I asked for was a

loving mate. Not a high ranked one.

It took every ounce of courage in me to stop crying and try to focus on my work. However, no matter

how much I tried, the heart wrenching pain I felt made it impossible for me to focus. What was I going

to do? He was my mate. And those who don’t cherish their given mate and reject them would be

cursed for the rest of their lives, forcing them to live in solitude.

Maybe I should try to win him? Perhaps, he would change. But how was I going to do that?