Chapter 3

Baron's pov

I clenched my jaw, watching as my guards practically dragged my so-called mate out of the party with the party attendees laughing at the scene.

I was finding it difficult to sit still. What had started as a pleasant meeting was starting to look like a terrible fucking mistake.

One of the major reasons that I cared to celebrate my birthday and my Coronation anniversary was because I had a plan and it was to invite the Dragonmoon pack princesses so I could find some kind of common ground with the processes but once again they had sent a simple councilman to cover for the fact that they couldn't make it and as if that wasn't enough, that vermin of a rogue had to ruin it all by being my mate.

I was already tired and bored of the night

"Boss, that was a little hard," my beta said, using the mind link.

"I don't care. I'm going upstairs, figuring a way to get the guests out of my house early enough,"

"But you are the host,* my beta pointed out

"Not anymore, take over for me," I said and immediately left the party.

Back in my room, I paced my bedroom floor, trying to figure out where on earth u had gone fuckin wrong!

Naomi? Or whatever her name was the best the moon goddess could?

Fudk that!

I wasn't even interested in getting married right now, there was only one thing I cared about and it was getting my hands on the Dragonmoon powers. Mating with one of the princesses would instantly grant me not just her army of bending werewolf, it would also grant me some of the powers and abilities I needed to protect my pack j and find and torture to the death the rogues that had killed my parents many years ago.

My hands balled into fists and my nails dug into my palms.

I was going to kill her for daring to walk up to me, for thinking there was any way I was going to marry a fucking slave girl rogue.

She was lucky that she'd not been banished yet. The only reason she was still in my pack was because of Elder Jones. Had saved her many years ago after the great rogue war.

I growled as my wolf growled restlessly.

He was upset that I had rejected his mate.

"Calm down Julius, she's been fat beneath us." I tried to placate him but that only seemed to anger him.

Deciding to ignore his anger, I jumped into the shower and washed up. Maybe I'd be able to finally silence him and forget about the whole thing.

But as the water cascaded down my back, all I could see was the slave girl: 's face looking up at me eagerly like an eager pup. I would be lying if I said I didn't want to immediately kiss her and mate with her then. The mate pull had been so strong that if my guards had not stopped me, I'd have probably kissed her before stopping me.

Even now, I could still feel the pull to her and I hated it! This was a distraction that I would need to cut off somehow. It was a distraction, I couldn't afford it.

I could not be mated to an enemy of the pack.

I turned off the shower and stepped out, drying myself with a towel as I went.

I was going to kill these feelings whether they liked it or not and if they didn't die, then I'd have to kill the object of them.

I put on my sweatshirt and climbed into bed, trying my best to forget about the disaster of a night but after a whole two hours of trying to sleep, I gave up and climbed out of bed.

I put on a shirt and sweatpants and decided to go out for a run, I needed to cool off. I wasn't sure if my Beta had managed to send everyone home, but I could still hear music coming from the hall.

I found my way out of the pack house and somehow,  into the hallway of the dungeon.

"Sire," the guard on duty bowed as he noticed me walking towards him.

"The key to the dungeon of the slave girl," I said in response, stressing out my hands for it before I even got to where he stood.

"You… you want me to open her cell…"

"The key!" I growled and he quickly went through each key with him and handed me the right one when he found it.

I balled the keys in my hands and moved past the guard and in no time,  found her cell. I opened the door without thinking and found the rogue, fast asleep with streaks of tears running down her face.

Fuck! I had half the mind to claw her face and her heart out and end this torturous mate bond feelings or kiss her.

What the fuck was wrong with me? I growled internally at myself.

"Kids her, she's yours," my wolf said internally, urging me to mark her.

"Not!" I barked a little too loudly and the girl beneath me stirred in her sleep and soon enough, her eyes fluttered open.

"Alpha Baron!" Her eyes widened and she scrambled up to sit up, ," you came for me," she said with a smile.

I stared at her, disgusted by the look in her eyes but at the same time wanting and needing her beneath me.

I was pathetic, lusting after a rogue… I should have killed her as a baby when I had the chance.

"Wipe that look off your face, I did not come back for you, Yiu thinks I'd want a rogue as my Luna?" I scoffed

His face fell and it looked like my words hurt her

good, she deserved every bit of rejection.

"If you aren't here for me, I understand but I want to know if my father is okay. I begged the guards to get a doctor to him when I was being dragged here,"

I frowned, knowing full well that my men wouldn't take a prisoner's request seriously.

It also made me mad that she was okay with my rejection and more concerned about her traitor father.

I called out to one of the guards and one of them came running to my side.

"Did anybody get a doctor to  Jones' house?" I asked.

"No, sir," the guard shook his head

"Send two guards with Doctor Harrison to his house and check on him,"

"Yes sir,"