Chapter 3

Leroi's POV.

I should be excited that I found my mate, but I wasn't, she was a rogue and I didn't like that.

I don't care how attractive she looked, I just didn't like rogues. They were responsible for the pain I had, I still remembered the day my parents died. It was vivid in my memories when the rogues came and killed them. I had to take over power even though I wasn't ready. I still remembered the guilt in me. I would've done something if I didn't go to a party.

Meeting my mate and realizing she's a rogue made me so pissed, I couldn't help but act the way I acted with her. I felt the pull crazily, I wanted to run to her after leaving her in the slave quarters, but I refused, I couldn't do that. I told the head slave to make sure she works, I didn't want her lingering around. I couldn't tell anyone she was my mate, only Robin knew about this. I knew he wouldn't say anything till I told him to, I sighed ruffling my hair as her face slipped into my mind.

Her red hair, green eyes,  and soft skin, she really is an angel...a demon, I reminded myself quickly.

That's why I can't let myself fall for her, it'd ruin everything, and she'll end up being like other rogues.

They were never to be trusted, they would do anything, they were never loyal, and never part of a pack, they could destroy anything without remorse.

I stood up from my bed, pacing my room, trying to stop thinking of her.

I needed to stop thinking of her, but it was so hard. Any time I thought of something, my thoughts ended up trailing to her. It's been just two days and I couldn't get her out of my head.

As I paced the floor, a knock on my door brought me back to reality.

"Come in!" I called out, walking over to my desk.

Robin walked in, with a small smile.

"You called for me." He raised his brows.

"I need you to get me information about her." I sighed.

"Who?" He feigned ignorance.

"Your mate?" He raised his brows.

"She's not my..." I paused, she was my mate and I couldn't change that, the moon goddess gave her to me as my mate, and I didn't want to reject her.

"She's your mate, though you don't want to accept her," Robin said.

"What's her name?" I rolled my eyes.

"Erica." He replied.

Even though her name was as beautiful as she is, her face slipped into my mind again.

I shook my head willingly, "how did you know her name?" I raised my brows.

"You've made her popular by announcing her as a rogue slave." He shrugged.

"And she's very beautiful, the males in the pack have been eyeing her and it's just two days." Robin chuckled.

I wasn't ready for the wave of jealousy that hit me immediately. He said others were looking at her.

"Why is it bothering you?" He asked, noticing my sour expression.

"No," I muttered, not wanting to talk to him anymore.

He smiled slightly at me before walking towards my door.

I hated that he could see through me, I knew he meant well, and he was trying to be supportive, but it was annoying right now.

"You know you should try and give in to her." He suggested.

"You know how I feel about rogues." I shook my head.

"Yeah, but just.." Robin suggested.

"You might regret it later."  He added.

"I'd rather take my chances," I said.

"Okay, I'll find information about her."  He left my room.

I paced the room again, tired of pacing, I rushed to the bathroom to take a shower again, the pacing made me sweat.

After my shower, I changed into some loose clothes. I went outside my room to see how she was doing. I couldn't help but be curious about her.

I didn't see her at the slave quarters and the slaves were still busy, I wondered where she was, as my mate I could scent her.

The delicious scent pulled me closer to her, it was intoxicating.

As if in the queue, my phone rang, it was a message from Robin, he had information about Erica, I read the message and ran back to my room.

I sat down on my bed waiting for him, he came into my room with a frown.

"You're so fast, what information did you get?" I raised my brows.

"Not much, just a little, I made Manor search the dark web." He sighed.

"So what is it?"

"Okay, so she was part of a pack, I didn't get the name, but she was later a slave, I don't know if she was a slave before or later, because it seems the pack has a new alpha, and it seemed like she was escaping from something." 

"That's all?" I raised my brows.

"Yes, that is all." He sighed.

"Sorry, I didn't get much." He sighed.

"Well, as long as she's not part of a pack anymore it means she's a rogue as I said," I concluded.

"Yeah, I think so, though you should probably ask her why she was running away." He suggested.

"I won't do that, the rouges that killed my parents pretended to be friends and also acted like they were having issues, just to kill them that way." I stood up.

"I will never pity any rogue." I walked out of my room and he followed me.

"Where are you stalking off to?" He asked.

"To find out why she isn't working with the other slaves, she should be working harder and be thankful I let her survive." I bellowed.

I inhaled following her scent, it didn't matter who she was now, I had to find out her location and then punish her.

I scented her in the flower garden, I walked in and she was wiping her face.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I bellowed.

She swallowed her eyes widening, she looked away.

Her scent drew me in, I wanted nothing more than to kiss her right now.

"Answer me!" I snarled.

"I.I'm sorry." She mumbled.

I growled, I walked closer to her, I lifted her chin to look at me and she stared at me.

Erica's POV.

I didn't know what to expect from him, he looked really angry and it scared me.

I didn't realize I'll see him here, all I came here to do was cry.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to come here." I hiccuped.

I started sobbing as my tears stained the dirt around us. I wiped off my cheeks and looked back at him. His expression showed a mixture of guilt, hurt, and anger.

 But mostly confusion. He stared down at me with no emotion. I was starting to feel scared again.

"I'm so sorry," I muttered.

"You should be working like the other slaves."

"So can you give me one credible reason why you're here?" He barked.

I bit my lip. Why am I even crying? It's not like he cares any more than usual, but still, the sight of his face made my heart ache.

He grabbed my wrist and pulled me away from the wall. I let out a whimper.

"Where are we going?" I managed to squeak out.

His eyes locked on mine in an instant. I felt chills go up my spine as I stared at those piercing grey orbs that were filled with hatred.

"Back." He grumbled under his breath, not taking his eyes away from me.

I quickly nodded, afraid of getting a slap on my face.

He stopped close to the gate and turned to me again, I clutched my hands nervously.

"What is it now?" I mumbled.

"Don't talk when I'm talking to you!" He yelled, making me flinch and jump slightly, his tone changed to that of calmness, but still anger.

A tear fell from my cheek. He clenched his fists in anger. I couldn't look away from his eyes, they held such a cold and dark glare that almost sent shivers down my spine.

Then he turned away from me again, opening the gate.

"Go back and do your duties." He barked, stalking away.

"S...Sure thing, Sir." I stuttered, trying not to fall as the fear of being hit me hard.

As soon as the gate swung shut, I ran to the slave quarters.

I paused when I met the head slave, she glared hard at me, slapping me immediately after I faced her. My back hit the door and I dropped to my knees. She walked away while muttering something about how worthless I am.

That only made my chest tighten more. I tried to steady my breathing, but nothing helped. 

I crawled to a corner, where I sat on the ground and cried.

After crying, I stood up in my room and jumped on the bed. I fell asleep immediately.

*********

When the sun set, I stood up groggily, running out. I didn't want to get punished today.

I went to the head slave to get a list of what I had to do today.

When I got the list, I gasped, it was freaking long, I looked at the list of other slaves and I was surprised to see how short it was.

I looked at the long list of duties I had again, 

 they were just things I had to do. There wasn't much, most of them were light stuff like washing or sweeping and cooking or cleaning, I knew it was his doing.

I started working in the kitchen after dinner.

I finished everything pretty fast and they gave me the night shift, which was the worst because I was alone with so much work to do.

The next morning, the same thing happened.

Only this time they assigned me the chores by rank, but it wasn't too hard. All I had to do was wash the floors, sweep and carry loads.

All day, they kept giving me the night shift, so I would stay there until midnight.

It was a constant circle of suffering,  each new night cycle was worse than the last, I don't think I could get used to it.

I started working as a cook. I was the only slave who cooked, everyone else worked in the laundry or cleaned the houses.

*********

It was a week and it seemed like everything reduced, I sighed in relief, he didn't make the head slave give me countless jobs to do.

I thought it was over, and I would work less, but I wasn't ready for what was coming.

I was assigned to work in his room, always cleaning it.

I loved cleaning it, I could see him sometimes as the mate pull kept dragging me to him, I missed him even when I shouldn't.

Though I wasn't sure that was the same way he felt.

I knocked on his door as usual today. I paused when I heard moaning sounds coming from his room.

I swallowed hard before slowly entering.

He was fucking someone, I gasped I couldn't believe my eyes, he was facing me, his eyes staring hard at me while pounding the woman hard.

I backed away shaking uncontrollably, the smell of lust and sex was filling the room, and my whole body shivered. I was in shock. I couldn't believe my mate was fucking someone else for me to see.

My heart clenched tightly, and the wave of pain hit me in full force. The tears started falling once again.

I shook my head furiously, my legs trembled under me as I kept watching, the smirk on his face hurt me so much.

I felt my eyes burning, my tears continued to stream down my face, as I watched him pound into her.

Her moans and his grunts filled the room. I wanted to go and drag her away from him, but I knew how bad it'd turn out for me if I did it.

She kept moaning, "Yes alpha, harder."

He spanked her ass, and I kept watching them, my lips quivering.

My heart clenched tighter, this felt worse than rejection, I wished he would reject me and I didn't have to watch him do this.

Suddenly, she threw her head back, screaming. I felt myself shake even more, she screamed even louder.

He growled deeply at her, then slammed her against the wall, thrusting inside her again and again.

Tears continuously streamed down my face, the pain was unbearable.

My heart clenched painfully, it felt like I was being stabbed all over again. Every single movement he made was painful, and every sound he made me cry even more.

His thrusts grew harsher, faster, he was grunting loudly. He didn't stop till his cock was completely buried inside her. She moaned loud as well and I could barely hear her words.

"I... Uh, it's so good..."

He took hold of her hips and pulled her closer to him, his thrusts getting faster, his moans turning hoarse as he began cumming deep inside her.

I bit my lip so hard that I drew blood, my entire body was trembling, and I could hardly breathe.

My chest hurt like hell as I witnessed his actions, it was killing me.