“You must think so highly of yourself, Alpha Raelin.” “I am the Alpha of this pack, and my words are final here.” “You may be the alpha of this pack, but you're not my alpha, remember?” I snap back. He smirks. “You seem to be quickly forgetting who's in charge here. You're in this pack, and that subjects you to my orders.” The index finger of his free hand juts up the underside of my jaw at once, bringing my face so dangerously close to his. “I love your spitfire, rogue darling, but don't fucking cross my line.” “You crossed my line first.” I challenge, glaring down at his forearm still pinning me against the wall. “Oh really?” His taunting voice has me snapping my angry glare back up at his face as he continues. “You also seem to be forgetting that you trespassed into my pack first. You’re alive today because I chose to keep you alive, Layla, and you’re my mate because Selene wished it to be so.” The instant those words leave him, I notice his eyes dip down to my mouth, their blazing teal turning darker and instantly sending a tantalizing surge through me. I almost choke as I gulp in a silent breath, feeling the pleasurable shiver of his burning gaze everywhere inside me: on my lips, down my spine, the pit of my stomach, in-between my legs….. “Selene may not have given me the mate I wanted in the exact form I was expecting, but she gave me what I prayed for nonetheless.” His voice sucks me out from my emotional dilemma. “You are mine, rogue darling. Mine and only mine. Your heart and body and soul belong to me. And you know it too.”
Lihat lebih banyak~ LAYLA ~Our journey back is short and quiet. I don't know if I made the right decision by agreeing to stay with them.But it seemed like the right choice at that time. Raelin was right about one thing; I can't keep running forever. Out there, I don't have anyone to protect me, or even give me shelter. Both my parents and baby brother are all gone. I don't have anyone to call my own or that will even treat me like a living being. I hate to say this, but since Raelin is my mate now, he is all I have left by my side, apart from this locket necklace around my neck. He is quite an asshole that hates the likes of me with reasons I believe are quite justifiable, but he is the only one right now that I can trust, despite how fragile that trust is between us.On his own part, I know he doesn't even trust me at all.Out there, while trying to survive on my own, I don't know what will happen to me again if I ever get caught by another bounty hunter.Packless rogues are always easy targets fo
~ RAELIN ~I am so going to fucking kill Wes after this.His offer, our supposed offer, still awaits Layla's response. Silence hovers above all three of us. Five of us to be exact.My Gamma Cal and his friend Derek are still waiting impatiently by the tree near us, their paws furiously scratching through the brown dirt on the forest floor.I feel their annoyance, because I understand it myself too. My mate here is so fucking stubborn, a trait I both love and hate at the same time.I can't deny that I don't love it more though. Back in the past when I was still desperate to find my mate, I had specifically told Selene that if she were to ever bless me with my mate, she shouldn't give me a liability.Babysitting a dumb Luna is much worse than fighting off a thousand mad rogues, and if I am to ever have my Luna, she must be willing to stand by my side and be fearless to point out my faults if any.I need a strong worthy Luna who won’t just cling to my every word and decisions like I am s
~ LAYLA ~Twigs and branches scratch against my skin as I run through the trees, my lungs burning from the lack of enough oxygen. My breathing comes out in short ragged pants as I keep running.I don't know where to go, because I don't have anywhere to go. I have no family left. No place I can run to for refuge.But I keep running. This is what I have been doing since the night I lost my family. Running.And doing everything I can to stay alive.I push harder, my legs burning as I pick up more speed.“Aaahh!”I hiss loudly in pain as I fall to the ground, my toes burning from the sharp agony inflicted by some evil huge rock I hadn't realize on time was in my path.Fuck.I wince in more pain as I crawl towards a nearby tree, trying to reach it and use it as a support to help myself stand up. The night wind blows around me, rattling through the leaves.And then, for a fleeting mere moment, the wind ceases, and I hear low growls far behind me.My blood instantly chills to ice.Panic grip
~LAYLA ~ She is fucking gone. I unfold my arms, turn around, and head back to my bunk bed. Reaching it, I settle down on the bed. My fingers dig into the foam as I curse, venting out my pent-up desperation. “Fuck!” I am really trying so hard not to lose my mind in here, but I am realizing that the longer I stay in this cell, the harder it will be for me to hold onto the last strings left of my sanity. I hate this feeling. This feeling of always being trapped. Of being powerless and incapable of being free. And now, on top of that, a crazy shewolf is dying to rip me apart. Isn't that amazing? My stomach growls, still hungry, and I take a look at my supposed dinner. My fingers graze the soft crust of the loaf of bread on the plate. It is cold now. I pull back my fingers. My life is in danger in here. Anyone, especially that crazy shewolf, can easily slip poison into whatever food that will be brought to me. Thankfully, I know this precious food right in front of me is not p
~LAYLA~It is getting dark outside.I look away from the window above me and exhale, rubbing my left wrist with my callused right palm.I still can't believe that I am unshackled.For now.The grumpy guard who unshackled me called me filth and said his Alpha gave him the order to have me freed from the chains binding me to the wall.I really contemplated on taking that chance; knock the guard straight out and escape.But then, I held back because I couldn't risk taking that move. At least not yet.Being rash could cost me my life. I am not stupid, and I don't want to die.Nevertheless, I am still locked up in here. Still not free.The cold floor beneath my bare feet is uncomfortable, but I have grown used to it. Right now, I am sitting on the small bunk bed right at a corner of my cell, staring down at a plate containing my dinner before me.Six loaves of bread, two hams, and two thick sausages.My mouth waters at the sight of the meal. To be honest, I am really grateful for the food.
~ RAELIN ~Wes and I are just about a hundred meters away from the water fountain right in front of the Packhouse, where the current thorn in my flesh is waiting for me.The Bloodhounds Packhouse, my home, is huge, standing tall and domineering like it always is right in the middle of vast hectares of land.It is a fucking estate, built and equipped with high tech gotten from our numerous favors and trade deals with humans and other neighboring packs. Kira Gandall should not be here.Wes and I pass through the gates, the guards greeting us as we walk by. I take a deep breath, trying to stop my mind from wandering back to my rogue mate still locked up in one of my cells.However, the storm of emotions swirling inside me is strong, both tugging and forcefully pulling at my mind.I feel the anger, the frustration… and something else.Something else I still don’t want to acknowledge that has been taking up every part of me since the moment I held Layla's bleeding body in my arms on that
~ RAELIN ~I slam the door of her cell behind me, the harsh sound reverberating through the walls.And then I walk away.Damn that stupid rogue.She is stubborn far more than I expected. I definitely know that she is hiding something from me.But I will find out. Whatever that is, I will find out. She is delusional if she thinks she can hide the truth from me.The cold air of the prison hallway wraps around me as I leave, but it does nothing to cool down the fire of anger and frustration blazing deep in my veins as I walk past a couple of cell guards standing at attention.They greet me, and I simply nod and hum in response. I barely even notice them.I can't pay attention to them when my mind is forcing me to pay undivided attention to my thoughts that are consumed with Layla.Rogues are not welcome in my pack, and Layla's presence here is posing a threat that I do not like.In situations like this, when it comes to matters of my pack, I prefer things to be simple. Straightforward.C
~ LAYLA ~Fucking little rascal.Raelin smiles. “Come on, Cupcake. I don't have all day. Your secret is safe with me.”His tone softens when he speaks to the girl, and despite the subtle tension hovering in the air, he is still fucking smiling at her.The expression tugs at something deep within me. Even the way he looks at her is heartwarming. A huge difference contrasting to the cold glares he has been unleashing on me since the moment he stepped in here.Anyway, he may be a two-faced asshole, but I can't deny that maybe, just maybe, he is not really that heartless like I thought.At least, he is giving me water. Maybe I am not going to die so soon.I watch the girl closely as she finally releases the water to Raelin. She is probably no more than eight or nine, with ash grey white hair curls tumbling down her small back.Ash grey white curls just like mine.But hers are shorter. Mine are longer, and now that I stare at my locks lazily draping over one of my shoulders, I can see that
~ LAYLA ~His question hangs in the air between us, waiting to be answered.“Yes,” I finally speak, my voice barely above a whisper. “You have to believe me. I would never just wander into your pack territory despite knowing how cruel you are to the likes of me.”“Is that so?” He asks, still giving me the deathly stare.For a moment, I pray inwardly for him to believe me and stop asking me more questions.I don't know if I can keep talking any longer with the intense pain I am feeling deep inside my throat.Unfortunately for me, I watch his teal eyes as they instantly switch to a fierce red, burning into mine. I feel the unleashed power of his alpha aura wrapping around me and pressing down on me, suffocating my mind at the same time. Dear Selene.He does not believe me. I am a rogue. Of course he will never believe whatever comes out of my lips.I have never felt so small and so dejected in my entire life, but now is not the time for me to drown in my helplessness.I need to stay a
~ LAYLA ~I will not die today.The shackles of the cold metal biting into my wrists are cruel and unforgiving. A dull ache is throbbing mercilessly deep inside the base of my skull.I still do not want to believe the truth I currently feel deep down inside my very being, but that harsh truth keeps hitting me like a painful blow to the gut.I am chained. I am a fucking prisoner once again, despite everything I did to ensure that I will never be in this dirty, worthless position again.But…. something is different now.I do not fully know where I am.All I know and feel is that I am not in Kaliq's cage again like some rabid animal he locked up and almost turned me into.But, I am a new prisoner in another cage nonetheless. Another cage much bigger and colder than Kaliq's.I am in a fucking dark and stale prison cell.Pain shoots through my wrists as I yank at the chain restraints binding my hands upwards to the wall, the clinking of the chains echoing in the small, dimly lit space. I w...
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