Mates with Alpha Dylan

Chapter 17

Sam's POV

"Sam, would you do me the favor of bringing this back into the office?" James was referring to the blueprint of the pack house perimeter. There was no sign of Dylan when we came back in so I figured he probably went to finish what he'd started with Tiffany.

I thought that seeing him was going to be unbearable but it's not as bad as I initially intended. I opened the door to the office and was surprised to see Dylan there. He was looking out of the window with the same faraway look my father had the day he asked me to come down after my week of solitude.

I didn't have anything else to say to him so I just put the blueprint back in the that drawer James told me and was about to walk back out when Dylan said, "you were amazing out there." I for one wasn't expecting that so I just replied with, "thanks."

Before I could make it out of the door, he spoke again, "can we talk please?"

"Sure," this is going to be fun.

Sarcasm shouldn't go unnoticed, guys.

I closed the door for privacy and waited for him to start. I said everything I had to say already, so I don't know how this is going to go.

"Do you think you can just forgive and forget?"

Seriously?

Man, he just doesn't fail to keep astonishing me.

And no, not in a good way.

"Forgive? Yes, because I'm not going to let you hold that power over me. Forget? Maybe with time, but if you're expecting me to forget about this within a matter of hours then I don't know what to tell you. What you did isn't something that could easily be forgotten, Dylan."

He turned to look at me and said, "so what does this mean for us?"

He just doesn't know when to quit.

"Dylan, I've said this before and I'll say it again, there is no US anymore. I'm going to be staying here because I'm going to train all of our pups, but we're nothing more than acquaintances. This is a partnership, nothing more, nothing less."

He looked at me like I had just slapped him in the face, "how the hell do you expect me to just be okay with you being here and not being able to make you happy? Why can't we go back to how we were that day in this very office, laughing!?"

"You can't possibly be blaming me! You brought this on your fucking self Dylan. You know maybe if you would've kept it in your pants we wouldn't be in this situation. Every action has a consequence, and this is yours."

"How many fucking times will I have to tell you I'm sorry before you take me back!?"

I laughed a very humorless laugh,

"In case you haven't noticed asshole, it's not fucking enough to say "I'm sorry!" Have you ever thought about how I must've felt!? Of course you didn't. So let me paint you a little picture here, you wake up from a month-long coma, you find your mate, your other half, the one that's supposed to be your one and fucking only, you spend some time together, you go away for ten minutes, then you find me in your bed with some other dude. Imagine going through everything I've been through, and yet still be put through something as horrible as seeing someone who's meant to be with you forever with someone else. How would you fucking feel? You think about that.

I mean I don't even know if I'll ever be able to trust you again. And honestly the way I see it, you've got two choices here, A. mope around about your mistakes and drown yourself in your misery, or B. get your head out of your fucking ass, admit to your mistakes, and try to better yourself because this pack needs an Alpha, and right now I don't see one. We may be mates by fate, but we're not mates by choice right now. I don't know what the future holds for you and I, but until then, we are acquaintances. You pretty much rejected me when you willingly slept with Tiffany and I accepted that, I still do. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got a barbecue to get to."