Chapter three- His cute side

Chapter three- His cute side

Only after being taken in did I fully realize the influence of Mason, the reason why his men called him king. He had forcefully taken authority over thousands of wild rogues outside many packs' territories and have them listen to his orders.

Along those many thousands of men, many were loyal to him. This was a phenomenon I didn't expect. 

In Mason's hut, there were few women who resided there and praised Mason as they dressed me up.

"The king is a very kind man!"

"Yes," the other woman agreed, 

"Just like you I was chased from my pack but then, I met King and he took me in. It's been three years and I'm happy living here. It's better than being like a stray dog."

"Exactly!"

"So… pretty lady, you're going to enjoy living here, just don't betray the king. As long as you don't betray him or do anything to make him angry, you'll enjoy peaceful days here and not have to worry about your life being constantly threatened. Also, you're slightly different from us, you're the king's woman…"

Being reminded of Mason calling me his woman sent chills down my spine. But not in a good way.

"Because of your title, you have to take extra steps to please the king. You must show him your loyalty and never betray him. If not, your end will be worse than others."

"Beatrice, don't scare her!" The older woman scolded.

"But it's true! There's a rumour that the king's first woman was killed by him because she tried to betray him. Her end was not pretty, he crushed her skull, just like this." Beatrice made a wild analysis with her fingers. "She was totally unrecognizable when the others found her!"

I smiled, knowing I wouldn't suffer such painful woe because of my heart disease. It'll probably kill me before Mason gets the chance to.

"Beatrice that's enough," The older woman grabbed Beatrice and led her to the exit. 

"Ma'am!" She complained.

"Seriously, Just go. You're not needed here if the only thing you know how to say Is scary things."

"But it's the fact! If I don't tell her, how can she survive here?"

"You dumb little girl, you don't understand!" The older lady began to whisper to Beatrice but I clearly heard her. "The lady that the rogue king brought back is clearly from a prominent pack and hasn't seen much of the world. If you tell her the truth, she may get scared and run away. You know that is not good for girls, right? Even though we rogues are already under the king's orders, there are still many threatening strays coming out every day. If you scare the weak lady and she escapes into the clutches of a dangerous rogue, what will you do?"

"Ohh, " Beatrice nodded her head as she looked over at me, "Sorry, I'll go now. You talk to her instead." With that, Beatrice left on her own.

The elderly woman then came over to me and clipped the side of my hair with a purple hair clip.

"Lady, look at how pretty the hairpin is, it definitely suits your colour. Miss, you're so pretty."

I smiled, the older woman sure had good intentions in her heart, for a rogue. But unfortunately, it was of no use.

"No need to coddle me, ma'am, I'm not that fragile."

"Uhm…"

"I'm not going to say I've seen more blood than you have, but I have at least six years experience in training for the Beta position of my previous pack,"

A small smile tugged on my lips as the older woman was taken aback by my response.

I sensed movement outside and smelt a familiar scent. It was the rogue King. I smirked and decided to go out to take a look.

As I thought, the rogue King was standing outside in an imposing manner, scaring away those with lesser strength than his.

As much as I didn't want to go to him willingly, he still saved me. I had to acknowledge him.

"Mason!" I put on a cheerful smile as I walked over to him. He turned to face me, his initial stern look softening as he looked at me.

I had taken a bath and was dressed up in a bold red long dress with a brown fur coat around my shoulders. My hair had been properly styled back and I was wearing blush and a glistening cream that moisturized my lips.

"Mason?" 

He tore his gaze from me and cleared his throat before saying, "You were bluffing, right?"

"What?"

"Earlier you said you had six years experience in training for the Beta position?"

I pretended to be shocked that he was listening to the elderly woman and I's conversation.

"So you were bluffing?" He pressed.

I smiled, "No," 

The moment I said that he turned to me, his eyes filled with shock, then indignation. "I don't believe you, prove it to me."

I stared into his wandering eyes that were staring into mine forcefully, as though it could help him pry out information from within my skull.

I simply let out a small smile, "You don't believe me, but you want me to prove to you that I have Beta's training experience?"

Mason grabbed the small of my back and pulled me towards him. A small gasp escaped my lips as I was directly staring into his raw, passionate face. The longer I stared at his face, I noticed the straight-cut line on his right cheek and instinctively reached for it.

I only briefly touched it when he pushed me away from me.

I regained my balance. Was that scar a painful memory for him?

"Anyway, I don't believe you were in training for the Beta position. I personally carried you here, you were so weak." He made to walk away but I stopped him.

"Wait!" I ran towards him, "What about we go hunting together? I'll prove it to you"

"No," he said without hesitation, "Your back…"

I smiled. So even a rogue King could remember such a petty detail about someone?

"I've even forgotten about it. After I got here it seemed to have healed."

"Well that's good," he whispered in a low tone.

"So can I go with you?"

He gave me a quick look before turning away which I took as a yes.

I mentally cheered and followed after him.

Mason may seem only sharp and bloody, but he also had a cute side to him.