The Alpha is My Mate

Chapter 9

Author's note:

Daniel Sharman is who I picture Max Tanglewood to be.

He is rather good looking and he is a really good actor so I think he fits the role perfectly.

Hope you enjoy chapter 9 and tell me what ya think.

Love ya bunches!!!

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Before anyone can say anything, Mason has Max pinned up against the wall with his hand wrapped around his throat.

"Mason don't!" I yell.

When did my life become such a daytime soap opera?

I rush over to Mason and grab his bicep.

"Please Mason. Not here. Not now." I beg softly and to my surprise he listens. He slowly removes his hand from Max's throat and takes a step back. His arms wrap around my waist and he leads us a safe distance from Max and from my father.

"What the fuck Mason?" Max says in a deep British accent while rubbing his already bruising throat.

"That's Alpha Mason to you, dick. And you might as well go ahead and walk out the door you just came in through because there is no way in fuck you are going anywhere near my mate." Mason growls venomously.

I can tell he is trying to restrain himself for my sake but it isn't working.

"Your mate? You mean Paisley?" Max questions in surprise.

"Yes."

Instead of answering, Max breaks out into a fit of laughter.

"Why the hell are you laughing?" I sneer at him which ceases his laughter.

"Oooh. Feisty! I like it." Max says with an ugly grin that sends chill down my spine and not the good kind. "This just makes the situation even more dramatic doesn't it? Mason it would be a pleasure of mine to take this beautiful creature off your hands." He adds and I physically feel Mason's control snap.

Mason lunges at Max and tackles him to the ground before landing blow after blow to his face.

Mason's beta Dawson, who had been standing quietly in the corner of the room this whole time, rushes forward to try and pry his Alpha away from the bleeding man underneath him.

He manages to get Mason off Max long enough to whisper something in his ear that has Mason glancing back at me.

Mason shrugs Dawson off and makes his way over to me but before he can touch me, my dad pulls me away by the arm.

"What the hell?" I bark at him.

"You are to be with Max as a way to unite our packs and keep you safe." He says and points at Max who currently has blood gushing from his nose.

"Why would we need to unite our pack with theirs? We have one of the largest packs in America." I ask confused.

There's clearly something going on that I don't know about.

"Your pack isn't as strong as you've be led to believe darling." Max says cryptically.

Mason growls at him and I almost laugh when I see the fear running through Max's eyes.

"Is this true daddy?" I turn to face him.

His refuses to make eye contact with me and I know something is wrong.

"Don't worry about that, Paisley. I will explain everything later, but right now you and Max have things you need to discuss." He says and Mason takes a step toward us.