Choices.

Alpha Lucas' Pov.

I sat at the head of the table in the courtroom with the council of elders, who were also wolves. They seemed to be bickering about something I didn't understand. I desperately tried to focus on the meeting, but I remained absent-minded. My present predicament and how I would solve it disturbed me greatly.

How could I have two mates? Was this a blessing or a curse in disguise? If it was a blessing from the moon goddess, she would have at least made my mates worth it. Or was it a curse? My mind drifted to the past Alpha kings. None of them had two mates, so why was my case different?

"Alpha, we need to find you a mate before the next gathering of Alphas. Without your luna by your side, you will be seen as weak. You are running out of time," one of the elders spoke up, dragging me away from my thoughts. His voice was strict and urgent.

"The kingdom needs a luna, and if you are unable to find one, you may have to pick a chosen mate," another elder spoke up. "The gamma would make a good luna," he said again, and the others agreed with a nod of their heads.

My head shot up at what he just said. How did they know about Flourish? My relationship with her hadn't been an open one, well, it wasn't so secretive either. At least some of my subjects noticed the way I doted on her.

I knew the elders were concerned for the safety of the kingdom like I was, but choosing Flourish as my luna when I had already found my mate was unspeakable."Then tell them you've found her or them," Lyon growled in my head, emphasizing 'them.'

I can't, I can't tell them I've found my mate or my mates. How stupid would that sound? I just wanted to sleep and forget everything. "You are all dismissed," I commanded firmly. They bowed and exited the room one after the other. They knew that I wasn't in the mood to provide answers, and I didn't need them to push me more than they already did. I might make the wrong decision.

I left the courtroom, and as I did, thoughts of Flourish filled my mind. I haven't seen her since our attack on Red Scarlet, and I didn't try to summon her either. Truth was, I didn't know what to say to her. It wasn't my intention to hurt her, and I hope that she understood.

What if she found her mate first? Would she have left me for him, or would she have rejected him? My feet were moving unconsciously, and I knew exactly where they were taking me. My mat… I mean, the rogue's room. I would have to face her sooner or later; I couldn't keep on ignoring her. Plus, the mate bond, oh, I just hate the bond right now. The bond made me think of many silly things I could do to her.

The bond sometimes made my mind wander off to the white eyes, but I knew that I shouldn't be thinking of her. I opened the double golden doors and walked in. Sensing my presence, she jumped right out of the bed she was lying on. She bowed her head; fear and panic laced her features, but the most visible was fear.

Was she afraid of me? Well, because I was the alpha king and she crossed my campfire, she had to be afraid. If she wasn't my mate, true to Flourish's claim, she would have been dead."I'm sorry...y I di... don't know it w...as you," she stuttered while unconsciously sucking her bottom lip. "Your scent made me aware that you were passing by, but I didn't think you would come here."

Dear moon goddess, her voice sounded like music to my ears, and someone please tell her to stop sucking her lips; it made me twitch excitedly. For a moment, I forgot she was a rogue, as the only thought that filled my mind was having her writhe under me. Oh God, was she pretty. Her brown locks matched perfectly with her golden brown eyes; her face was round with little freckles on each side of her cheeks.

Full eyebrows, a little pointed nose, and small eyes that fitted her face. Don't even get me started on the lips; they were thin, pretty, and kissable. She had a slim model body, one that would fit perfectly under all my muscles. Goddess, I came here to talk, but right now, I think I'm in love. I took slow and steady steps toward her; I didn't want to scare her anymore.

Dear goddess, she looked so perfect, just like I imagined my mate to be. I continued, slowly observing every inch of her perfection. As I took a step forward, she took two backward. We continued like this until her back finally hit the wall, and there was no other escape for her. I stretched my hand to caress her cheek, and I felt her tension reduce. She indeed was fragile.

"I am not going to hurt you, I promise. I just want to talk."She leaned into my touch, sniffing my palm as she did. "I have waited my whole life for you," she whispered emotionally. "I thought I would never find you."I watched as her eyes became emotional. I was happy that she at least had thoughts of finding me, and now that she has, I want to wipe away every fear and every insecurity she had. I want to replace them with security and assurance.

"You want to reject me, right?" she cried, and in an instant, she was kneeling before me, holding my legs firmly. "Please tell me you won't reject me. Please do not reject me."

The shock traveled through my bones. My heart squeezed at the thought of rejecting my mate. I agree that I was skeptical about the mate thing at first, but the pull was too strong for me to ignore; the bond made me see all her perfections. I bent to her level and embraced her. "I would never do something like that to you," I cooed in her ears. "You are all that I want."

But that night you found me," she looked into my eyes as if asking permission to continue, and I nodded. "When you realized that I was your mate, you were skeptical, you looked as if you didn't want me. The way you looked at the pretty lady behind you and the way she looked back at you proved that there was something."

"It was nothing; you shouldn't worry about that. I will sort it out," I promised. As I exited my mate's room, I glanced at her sleeping figure one last time. Excitement filled my heart. We had a little conversation, and I found out she didn't exactly remember anything before she became a rogue or the reason she was even rogue.

I felt it; she wasn't telling lies.One thing caught my attention: she spoke like royalty, but would a royalty go rogue? Not a chance.

Right now I had just one more problem to deal with. "One?" Lyon growled. Yes, one. I only had Flourish to talk to right now. She would have to accept my mate as her Luna. I didn't consider dealing with the white eyes a problem. She was at the bottom of the list. I had already made my choice, and it wasn't her.

The chief guard opened the gate leading to the cells and bowed his head in respect. I walked in, and as I passed by, the prisoners recoiled into the darker part of their cells. I chuckled darkly.

Going deeper and taking any turn I came across, I realized I had a problem. I didn't know the exact cell where the white eyes was kept. I had just one option, and that was to trace her using her scent, although she didn't smell like a werewolf, she still had scent, almost humanlike.

After two minutes of frantically searching, I came in front of a steel door. Why this room? Why wasn't she kept in a normal cell? Still lost in my thoughts, I heard a loud shrill from behind the door, and an angry growl escaped my lips. That was her; I just knew it was her. I pushed the door down with all the energy I could muster, and what I saw made my blood boil. Oh, some people are ready to meet the moon goddess today."