Rejected My Alpha Mate

Tyler POV

Camelot Records Auditorium

"No wonder you've kept her hidden all these years! I wouldn't want the world trying to steal my woman all the time either."

Dylan Roberts had been my best friend since we were boys. He was the youngest son of House Roberts who were the Alpha House of New Moon Pack. My father had wanted me to have strong friends; all the boys put into my orbit growing up had been potential new Alpha leaders or betas at least.

The merit of a friendship was judged based on how useful the friendship could prove to be in the future as far as Alpha John Wright was concerned.

I doubted my father had ever had a conversation without first weighing whether or not he could benefit from the exchange of words.

"Thanks for letting me sign her. I gotta admit I was surprised you agreed to it with the travel involved in her tour package, but it's a very generous---"

"Travel?"

Dylan looked at me with a short bark of laughter, "Tyler, have you heard anything I've said? We signed your wife last week with one of the most ambitious tour schedules in years. People are hungry for exactly the intimate performance experience Rachel delivers and she does deliver every single time, man! She's a natural!"

'Silence!'

I closed my eyes in frustration as I ground my teeth together. My wolf was getting away from me again. Wynd had completely taken over to snap at Dylan.

"I apologize, Dylan. Wynd is not keen on the attention Rachel is getting. He'd also like it noted she is our mate, not our wife."

"Understandable," Dylan agreed cautiously, edging back toward the stage as he eyed me, "I'm going to go check in with the team. Make sure everything is ready to go."

I let him run while he could. Wynd radiated a smug aura in my mind which I couldn't fault him for as he was a strong Alpha. Wynd had not been the one to lose our mate: I shouldered the blame alone for Rachel's absence.

'Damn right you do. It's your place to get her back, too!'

'Do you have any suggestions for returning her?' I asked my wolf, feeling a fool for having a conversation with myself in public even if it were entirely confined to my mind.

'Why would I have any idea how to get your mate back? My mate didn't leave me. Your mate left you!'

Wynd had a point.

Our wolves were trapped inside us as much as we were trapped with our wolves.

and I had not been bred to

empty. I was growing more restless than the reporters. Unsurprising, I supposed, as reporters were regularly expected to wait

press conferences every single week. I was annoyed over the extensive delay in presenting the

I told myself I was frustrated by the lack of professionalism, but Wynd gave a snort inside my mind to prove he knew my irritation was fueled solely by my impatience to lay

by the wings. I couldn't see Rachel. My view was obstructed as my stepsister Charlotte made her way in

He's Alpha heir to

Lewis knew the location of the Holy Grail, the Fountain of Youth, and Osama Bin Laden's weapons cache. If he kept blocking my

as a friend. I promise I will leave your little sister in the

a damn how you leave Charlotte. She's

delicate the way Rachel had always been. I suppose my father was lucky in his daughter because I'd

brother

about Tyler. He's all bark and no

right then, Rachel

and moving as smooth as water being poured into a glass. Her skin glowed with health. She'd paired a set of red stilettos with

throughout the audience as she settled on the piano

bumped my shoulder with

I'd thought it was a sign of inheriting

even tell polite lies gracefully

the skill. I wasn't proud of how

had been cared for from the first moment she had entered my life. I could have done better, but she could have done

you? You're going

to the farthest reaches of my

voice was a gentle breeze on a hot

playing the YouTube video of Rachel singing "Love at the First

the exact moment I had first laid

this song was

believe it! You really like this one!"

"This is my song," I told him confidently, "Rachel is singing about the first time

Dylan was grinning from ear to ear as I opened my eyes at the end of the song. The audience went crazy. They loved Rachel!