The Playboy Alpha is my Mate novel Chapter 4

Lunch break

Sarah pov

 

The rest of the day felt like a blur. I worked like a charged robot. I took orders from the 'boss' and instructions from Cheryl. I worked non stop. To be honest, I was trying to get what I had seen earlier out of my mind. I hoped that the workload could remove the mental trauma that I was subjected to. However, my wolf’s constant whimpers and whines made it so hard.

 

She was heartbroken that her mate had enjoyed someone else’s body. But that was nothing new to him. He was and still is a flirt and a man whore. Perhaps, my wolf too would learn to accept the fact that mate was a jerk.

 

One thing was certain, mate or not, if he doesn’t want to change, I was not going to fight for him. I may not reject him for the fear of being cursed, but still, I wouldn’t want to depend on an asshole like that.

 

I had always loved to be independent. I always believed that females should be able to support themselves regardless of having a male by their side or not. And that was exactly what I wanted to work for. However, fate had taken an unexpected turn by offering the most powerful wolf in our pack as my mate.

 

An unexpected and unwanted turn I would say. It would have been lovely if he was loving and caring like my father was to my mom. The relationship between mates should be like that. They shouldn’t be bound together just because of a bond. They must work for it and the efforts must be put in by both of them.

 

And having a flirt for a mate who most probably has had sex with every single, ranked female was just not what I desired. I had no idea of how I was going to make things work with a mate like him.

 

I was completely lost in my thoughts as I busied myself in the paperwork when I thought that I heard a knock on the door, which I ignored at first. But then, another set of knocks made me frown.

 

Oh someone was definitely at the door and thankfully that was not my stupid mate. I could tell from the scent.

 

“Come in,” I answered, not bothering to check who it was. I couldn’t care less. At least it was not that flirt of an alpha.

 

“Ciao. Girl. Are you going to work till you drop?” Cheryl’s cheerful voice interrupted my thoughts.

 

Stunned, I looked up at her. I ended up staring at her for some time, making her shake her head and tsk sympathetically.

 

“Bella ragazza. Come with me. You need to fill that tummy with food. Look at you. Your eyes are already red with all that staring at the computer screen. And why do you look so pale? Didn’t you have breakfast?” Her thick accent only made her seem more interesting to me.

 

“You’re Italian?”

 

I mentally facepalmed. Was that all that I was able to say after gaping at her like a freak? She chuckled and I felt my face heat up in embarrassment.

 

“Si.” She giggled. “But I am now fluent in English too. I moved here with my mate five years ago. That was enough time for me to learn to speak properly in your wonderful language.” She replied. Her cheerful attitude did seem to ease me up a bit.

 

She frowned started to wave her hand, gesturing me to join her.

 

“Come here, Bella. You can’t work with an empty stomach. And we can have a good conversation while we eat?”

 

I let out a deep sigh and leaned back in my seat. It was only then done I realise that my back was aching from being seated for a long time at the table. I stretched myself and smiled.

 

“You are right. I need to take a break.” I admitted as I stood up. The lack of movement honestly had made my muscles ache and my body was thankful for the slight movement that I had made.

 

“Let’s go.” I smiled, looking forward to having a proper conversation with this bubbly woman. I was sure that talking to her would be therapeutic.

 

We went to the nearest café so that we could finish our lunch and go back to work. It was interesting that she was speaking non stop the entire time. She told me so much about herself. How she grew up with humans, thinking that she too was a human. And how surprised she was when she shifted on her sixteenth birthday.

 

She had kept her wolf a secret from her family but she had by then realised that they couldn’t be her birth parents. She told me how emotional it was for her parents to finally give in and answer her questions truthfully.

 

They had told her that they found her abandoned as a baby during their visit to the states. They had heard her cries in the woods and being childless, they wanted to adopt her. So they took her back home and looked after her as their own.

 

She grew up in Italy, believing that she was a normal human girl, but when she started to hear voices in her head, she was terrified. She then, did everything to learn more about our kind.

 

However, she didn’t have any complaints against them. It was because of them she had a happy life.

 

“Do they know about you now?” I asked.

 

She chomped on her grilled chicken sandwich as she shook her head.