Damien's POV
The moment I stepped out of the room I instantly regretted my words. She didn't seem dangerous at all in my eyes, she was powerful indeed but she was also just scared, who knows how long shes been alone as a rogue and I was trying to force the pack life onto her. The moment I laid eyes on her I knew she was the one for me. She had beautiful long jet black hair with a unique white streak that seemed slightly unkempt and unbrushed from her days of being in the forest alone. Despite her dirty face you could see the slightly faded freckles along her nose and cheeks, some plastered up her nose bridge and onto her forehead. Thought she seemed a little malnourished and wore loose fitted clothes you could still make out the accentuated curves of her body. Her eyes were what stood out to me were her big and round bright green eyes. Despite her cold attitude her eyes told a different story, they said that she was actually a sweet person who was just scared and used to living on their own out in the cold world. Her wolf was just as beautiful as her. It was a rare pure white wolf that towered over the others as mine does, her strength and speed seemed unmatched as those bright green eyes loomed over her enemy and I could sense from her that she was also an Alpha born. I looked up to notice that my Beta Blake was still standing outside of the door in the hallway with a shocked expression plastered all over his face. "Sorry Blake, it was uncalled for to snap on you like that, when I imagined finally meeting my mate I didn't think she would be the one accentuated curves of her body. Her eyes were what stood out to me were her big and round bright green eyes. Despite her cold attitude her eyes told a different story, they said that she was actually a sweet person who was just scared and used to living on their own out in the cold world. Her wolf was just as beautiful as her. It was a rare pure white wolf that towered over the others as mine does, her strength and speed seemed unmatched as those bright green eyes loomed over her enemy and I could sense from her that she was also an Alpha born. I looked up to notice that my Beta Blake was still standing outside of the door in the hallway with a shocked expression plastered all over his face. "Sorry Blake, it was uncalled for to snap on you like that, when I imagined finally meeting my mate I didn't think she would be the one "Yes Alpha," Blake bowed before walking away. This girl was peculiar, all my life this was all she o wolves dreamt about, finally finding their mate, their one and only and a lot of them hoped it would be with an Alpha. There were women begging for me to pick them but this one was different, she didn't care and she didn't react the same as to how others react to finding their mate. She said she would never stop trying to escape so that just meant I had to watch her every move, making sure she wouldn't run away from me. 'Iris...' I smiled at the thought of her name, it was so beautiful, just as beautiful as her. I was determined to persuade this woman to be mine. ****** I woke up with a sharp pain in my neck spreading down to my back as I realized I fell asleep on the floor with my head up against the war. I was so used to sleeping up in a tree this was almost foreign to me. I remembered the events of last night, I finally found my mate but he was an Alpha...... and he was an asshole. This man just screamed bad news to me. There was a knock at the door before I heard it slowly opening so I stood up, preparing myself to attack the intruder. I wrapped the blanket around me tighter after realizing I was still naked and soon enough a young girl walked into the room, she had dark brown hair that stopped a little past her shoulders and wide deep blue eyes, similar to Damien's. Her face seemed young and fresh as she approached me with cautiousness, unsure of who I was. "Um hi, my name is Danielle and I was told to bring these to you," She outstretched her arms, offering me the clean folded clothes in her hand. I politely accepted them and quickly changed into them as she turned around to give me privacy. "You're covered in dirt and mud but you're very o pretty for a rogue," She said as she smiled. "Thank you," I nodded to her. "Did you dye your hair to make it look like that or something? My parents and my brother won't let me do anything to my hair," She said as she admired the white streaks in my hair. "Does your brother happen to be Damien?" | frowned. Chapter 5 "Yes, he's the Alpha of the pack, by the way I don't want to sound rude but is there a reason Damien is keeping you in the pack house? Normally he doesn't let them set foot near the territory he just kills them on sight, you must be important," She examined me carefully. I shifted my feet uncomfortably, I didn't want to admit to her that Damien was my mate, I wasn't ready to admit that to anyone but I was like she could read me like a book because she immediately began squealing and jumping up and down on the spot. "Oh my gosh you must be his mate! Damien has finally found his mate!" She continued to squeal. I merely nodded my head, not wanting to comment on such a thing. "What's your name?" "Iris, She looked at me with her blue eyes and smiled "Awe, Damien and Iris I can see it now," She giggled. "I see you've become acquainted with her and began harassing her," Damien walked in and began to chuckle. His muscular shoulders moving slightly up and down from his chuckling. watched as she stopped right in front of me with a look of regret and worry in his eyes. Danielle looked between both of us with slight uneasiness and proceeds towards the door. He stepped forward and I stepped back, my back pressing up against the wall, trying to get as far away from him as possible. "Seems like you two need a little alone time together, bye Iris!" Danielle said before hastily closing the door behind her. I didn't want her to leave me alone with him, her presence was warm and inviting, unlike his I felt - like I always had to keep my guard up, possibly because I learned a long time ago to not trust men. "I'm sorry," He finally said, breaking the silence between us. "Save your sorry's and let me leave this damn pack," I snapped at him. He simply stared at me and said nothing more which seemed to annoy me even further. "Are you deaf?! I said let me leave!" There was a knock on the door and a voice behind it shouting for the Alpha. "Alpha we have found the rogue's backpack in the woods and you won't believe what's in it!" The person behind the door stated with excitement. I was beyond annoyed, they had no right to go through my person belongings, they brought me onto their territory without my permission and now they dared to go through my things? I launched myself at my mate, banging my fist against his chest, screaming up at his face. "Give me my fucking bag and let me leave! ! didn't ask to be here!" I screamed at him. He pushed me hard enough so that I stumbled back so he could make a quick getaway to the door, quickly slamming it shut as heard the click of the lock. I banged and screamed at the door for what seemed like hours, not being able to escape this fear of being trapped I had in my mind when suddenly Damien finally came back with my back pack. He handed it to me as I quickly snatched it out of his hands to examine all of my belongings in it. Clothes, my personal journal, survival equipment but there was something missing. "Where is my mother's necklace?" | glared up at him. "You mean the one with the hidden wolf's bane pill inside of the locket, strong enough to kill you? I'm not giving that back to you just so you can commit suicide, ," He said firmly. "You're a piece of shit," | spat at him. "What have I done to you? Why don't you like me?" He whispered to me. I could hear the hurt and loneliness in his voice as his eyes read desperation, like he wanted to reach out to me and touch me, connect with me but I wasn't allowing that to happen. A part of me did want that to happen, especially my wolf, she disagreed with this constant bickering and fighting and she just wanted to mate already but I wasn't listening to that part of her or myself. I didn't know this man, I didn't want to know this man, he was an Alpha and I did not want to become his Luna, it was his pack and I did not want to become a part of his pack. "I don't want my freedom taken from me, it has o been a hard life for me but it's what I'm used to, it's all I've ever had, you being an Alpha I don't want you thinking you can just control me and l don't know you," I explained to him. "So we can get to know each other," He suggested. "What if I just don't want to know you?" I asked annoyed. "'m just asking you to please give me a chance, that's all I'm asking of you. Maybe I'm different from the ideas that you have of Alphas," He begged. "So far no you're not," I huffed. "Damn you're stubborn," He chuckled to himself, moving closer to me. "Fine, if you aren't willing then I'll just force you to stay here until you realize how much I can truly adore you and how much you'll never want to leave my side," He towered over me, making me feel slightly inferior to him even though I was pretty much equal to him. "Don't go crying when you've realized I ran away while you were sleep," | looked up at him, holding my head high as I smirked."Yes, he's the Alpha of the pack. By the way, I don’t want to sound rude, but is there a reason Damien is keeping you in the packhouse?" Danielle asked, eyeing me curiously."Normally, he doesn’t let rogues set foot near the territory—he just kills them on sight. You must be important." She studied me carefully.I shifted uncomfortably, avoiding her gaze. I wasn’t ready to admit to her—or anyone—that Damien was my mate. But it was as if she could read me like a book because the next second, she let out a high-pitched squeal, practically jumping up and down in excitement."Oh my gosh! You must be his mate! Damien has finally found his mate!" She continued squealing, clapping her hands.I merely nodded, unwilling to comment further."What’s your name?""Iris."Danielle’s blue eyes sparkled as she smiled. "Aww, Damien and Iris. I can see it now," she giggled."I see you’ve already met her and started harassing her," Damien’s deep voice rumbled from the doorway. He chuckled, his broad sho
Damien decided to move me back into his room after quickly getting the door fixed. We sat in silence—me on the floor, him on the bed—where he continued to stare at me.I had nothing to say to him. I didn’t have anything to say to anyone. After being alone for so long, with only my wolf as company, I had forgotten what it was like to interact with others who weren’t trying to kill me."Is there nothing you want to say to me?" he finally asked."No. I want to leave. Now," I replied harshly."There’s something I’d like to say to you," he said.I rolled my eyes. "I don’t care what comes out of your mouth, honestly."When I looked up, I caught him staring—intensely, unblinking. Heat burned in his gaze, his eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that made my breath hitch. A strange warmth crept up my face. Embarrassed, I quickly looked away, breaking eye contact."Your face says otherwise, Iris." My name rolled off his tongue smoothly, sending an uninvited shiver down my spine.I scowled.
"You heard me," he chuckled.I stood up from the ground so that we were face to face, though he still slightly towered over me due to our height difference."What do you mean it's too late?" I pressed, narrowing my eyes.He lifted his hand to my cheek, gently caressing it. His slightly rough skin against my face was surprisingly pleasant, calming my senses. His scent wrapped around me, melting into his touch, making me momentarily forget my worries."I'm already attached to you. I barely know anything about you, yet I never want you to leave my side. If you were to go, my wolf and I would be shattered." His voice was low and sincere. "The moment I laid eyes on your wolf, I knew you were different—that you had to be mine. If only we had met under different circumstances."I felt myself leaning closer and closer until my entire body pressed up against his. His hands traveled down to my lower back, resting there without moving further. We stood like that—two complete strangers, engrossed
My wolf spirit and I often fought about one thing—what would happen if we ever found our mate. But it was never about independence or freedom. Now that we had found Damien, it was like she was ready to forget all of that, to assume the role of Luna just because he was an Alpha. I had always assumed my mate would be a rogue like me, that we could go off together, free and independent. But now that she had connected with Damien, she never wanted to leave his side. The fact that a single touch from him could make me melt or that his scent could instantly calm my senses angered me. The way my body reacted to him felt like second nature, like we belonged together—and it disgusted me. Like I had no choice in the matter. I didn’t want the responsibility of an entire pack on my shoulders. I didn’t want someone ordering me around. I finished my shower and stepped out, grabbing a towel to dry myself off. When I glanced back into the mirror, I smiled. It had been a while since I’d seen a cl
Later that day, I spent the rest of my time in the room with Damien. We didn’t talk much—I wasn’t a big fan of conversation anyway. Besides, I was having yet another argument with my wolf in my head. ‘Stop fighting the pull between you two. I know you can feel it because I can feel it too. If you leave our mate, you will never stop regretting it,’ my wolf whined. ‘Leave me alone. Not only is this the best choice for us, but it’s also better for this pack—and for my mate. I refuse to bring my problems here and be the downfall of anyone. I don’t know how to be a Luna, and I know I will never be more than a mere rogue to him.’ My wolf was the only one I ever opened up to. She knew my deepest secrets, my fears—because she was a part of me. We shared thoughts and emotions, and that built an unshakable trust between us. Even though we fought often, it was usually because I was stubborn. And I hated that she was always right. "What are you thinking about so hard, flower?" The voice sta
"Well, I have to clear up the fact that you are indeed my mate, but... I'm going to need you to come with me," he said hesitantly. I crossed my arms. "I have no interest in meeting your parents." "Yes, I'm aware," he sighed. "But I can't just tell them you're my mate without introducing you to them." "What part of 'I don't want to' do you not understand?" I snapped. He groaned, rubbing his face in frustration before looking up at me with an irritated expression. "I don't understand why you're being so difficult right now. I'm not saying you have to be in love with me—they just want to meet you." I hesitated, lowering my gaze. "What if they don't like me?" I muttered under my breath. His surprised expression told me he had heard me loud and clear. "You're worried my parents won't like you? Where is this coming from?" I scratched the back of my head, shrugging. "What if they order my execution or something?" His laughter boomed through the room, startling me. He doubled over, w
She was a tall woman—not as tall as Damien or his father, but still quite tall. Strands of silver ran through her brown hair, yet her face showed no signs of aging. Her skin had a youthful glow, and there was something warm and kind about her presence.As I studied her features, I noticed that both Damien and Danielle took after their mother. Her kind blue eyes, strong jawline, and delicate yet defined features were reflected in them.His father, however, was a stark contrast. He stood against the wall in the living room, watching me with an intense, unreadable gaze. There was nothing warm about him. Every now and then, I glanced his way, only to find him still glaring at me with intimidating eyes."Iris is such a beautiful name! It definitely suits you!" his mother squealed excitedly.As she pulled Damien aside, I noticed his father approaching. He leaned in close, his voice a low warning only meant for me."I'll be watching you closely, rogue." He emphasized the last word with disda
"No, I don’t have to watch how I talk to you because you are not my Alpha. I’m still a rogue, and you have no control over me," I hissed, stepping closer and jabbing my finger into his chest.Damien’s eyes darkened as he grabbed my wrist, yanking my hand away from him. He leaned in until our faces were mere inches apart."If I had a choice, I wouldn’t pick someone like you to be my mate. An emotionally closed-off rogue wouldn’t even be my last choice."I already knew that. Someone like him would never willingly choose someone like me as a mate. But hearing him say it still hurt.It hurt deep.A sharp ache settled in my chest, spreading through me like wildfire. Even my wolf whimpered at his words. Without another thought, I turned and stormed out of the room, desperate to get away from him. I ran through the packhouse doors and into the open air, my vision blurring with unshed tears."Iris, wait!" I heard Damien call after me, but I ignored him.I shifted into my wolf and bolted into
I was released from the hospital hours later, with Damien tailing my every move. There wasn’t much else for me to do besides rest, so I ended up back in his room.For the most part, I ignored Damien, my thoughts consumed by the rogue attack. Had I been specifically targeted, or was it purely random? How had they even dared to enter pack territory alone, thinking they could escape unscathed?"Iris, listen to me when I'm talking to you," Damien’s Alpha tone boomed through the room, catching me off guard."What?!" I snapped, irritated."You need to reconsider joining the pack for your own safety. This attack should be a wake-up call for you," he said."I told you before, and I’ll say it again—no, I will not join your pack. I’m not a pup anymore, Damien. I can take care of myself," I argued.He sighed and looked away.I had expected more of a fight, honestly.Instead, he walked over to the bed and sat beside me, the mattress dipping under his weight. As he raised his hand to my cheek and
"Are you planning on giving me a birthday present? Because I have something in mind."Damien wiggled his eyebrows at me.I laughed and pushed him away. "Ew, no, Damien. I'm not ready for that yet."He rested his head on my stomach as we lay on the bed together.I had to admit, these past few days had been enjoyable. The bond between Damien and me had grown stronger, and we’d gotten closer with each passing day, solidifying our attraction to each other. Damien had agreed that I wouldn’t have to be introduced to the pack until I was absolutely sure I wanted to join—and be marked by him.Since I didn’t know anyone else, I had been spending a lot of time with Danielle and Blake. They were the only people I could truly consider friends when Damien wasn’t around. Surprisingly, Blake and I had grown closer.Of course, due to Damien’s jealousy, I was only allowed to be around Blake when either Danielle or Damien himself was present."You remind me of someone," Damien said, tracing circles on
Shopping Trip"When we met, you tackled me and headbutted me in the side, so now we're even," I grinned.Danielle giggled. "Come on, you two, the mall is this way."Once we got to the mall, Danielle did most of the shopping for me. I was measured, fitted, and forced to try on so many outfits. We even made Blake come into the stores that made him uncomfortable."I think it would be best if I waited outside while you guys shopped for underwear," Blake said uncomfortably.I giggled and pulled him into the store anyway.After our shopping spree—where Blake ended up paying for everything—we left with way more bags than I expected."Now, hopefully, you don’t shred all of these clothes," Danielle said, narrowing her eyes at me.I laughed, realizing how much I had enjoyed my day with Danielle and Blake. I was actually starting to like Blake—strictly in a friendly way, of course.We decided to stop by a milkshake shop since I had never actually had a milkshake before. Before we knew it, Damien
I opened my eyes and realized I was still in wolf form. Looking around, I suddenly noticed a midnight-black wolf lying next to me, watching my every movement. It raised its head and whined when it saw I was awake. I immediately recognized it as Damien’s wolf. He jerked his head in the direction of the pack as if telling me we should go back. I nodded and got up.When I looked into his eyes, I saw hurt and regret swirling within them. They say the eyes are windows to the soul, revealing true emotions.We walked side by side back to the pack. As we moved through the trees, pack members rushed toward us, bombarding us with questions. Damien growled loudly, silencing them instantly.The moment we reached the pack house, we shifted back into our human forms, and someone handed us blankets to cover ourselves. As soon as we entered Damien’s room, he began frantically apologizing."Iris, I am so sorry. The moment I said those words, I wanted to take them all back. I was out all night searchin
"No, I don’t have to watch how I talk to you because you are not my Alpha. I’m still a rogue, and you have no control over me," I hissed, stepping closer and jabbing my finger into his chest.Damien’s eyes darkened as he grabbed my wrist, yanking my hand away from him. He leaned in until our faces were mere inches apart."If I had a choice, I wouldn’t pick someone like you to be my mate. An emotionally closed-off rogue wouldn’t even be my last choice."I already knew that. Someone like him would never willingly choose someone like me as a mate. But hearing him say it still hurt.It hurt deep.A sharp ache settled in my chest, spreading through me like wildfire. Even my wolf whimpered at his words. Without another thought, I turned and stormed out of the room, desperate to get away from him. I ran through the packhouse doors and into the open air, my vision blurring with unshed tears."Iris, wait!" I heard Damien call after me, but I ignored him.I shifted into my wolf and bolted into
She was a tall woman—not as tall as Damien or his father, but still quite tall. Strands of silver ran through her brown hair, yet her face showed no signs of aging. Her skin had a youthful glow, and there was something warm and kind about her presence.As I studied her features, I noticed that both Damien and Danielle took after their mother. Her kind blue eyes, strong jawline, and delicate yet defined features were reflected in them.His father, however, was a stark contrast. He stood against the wall in the living room, watching me with an intense, unreadable gaze. There was nothing warm about him. Every now and then, I glanced his way, only to find him still glaring at me with intimidating eyes."Iris is such a beautiful name! It definitely suits you!" his mother squealed excitedly.As she pulled Damien aside, I noticed his father approaching. He leaned in close, his voice a low warning only meant for me."I'll be watching you closely, rogue." He emphasized the last word with disda
"Well, I have to clear up the fact that you are indeed my mate, but... I'm going to need you to come with me," he said hesitantly. I crossed my arms. "I have no interest in meeting your parents." "Yes, I'm aware," he sighed. "But I can't just tell them you're my mate without introducing you to them." "What part of 'I don't want to' do you not understand?" I snapped. He groaned, rubbing his face in frustration before looking up at me with an irritated expression. "I don't understand why you're being so difficult right now. I'm not saying you have to be in love with me—they just want to meet you." I hesitated, lowering my gaze. "What if they don't like me?" I muttered under my breath. His surprised expression told me he had heard me loud and clear. "You're worried my parents won't like you? Where is this coming from?" I scratched the back of my head, shrugging. "What if they order my execution or something?" His laughter boomed through the room, startling me. He doubled over, w
Later that day, I spent the rest of my time in the room with Damien. We didn’t talk much—I wasn’t a big fan of conversation anyway. Besides, I was having yet another argument with my wolf in my head. ‘Stop fighting the pull between you two. I know you can feel it because I can feel it too. If you leave our mate, you will never stop regretting it,’ my wolf whined. ‘Leave me alone. Not only is this the best choice for us, but it’s also better for this pack—and for my mate. I refuse to bring my problems here and be the downfall of anyone. I don’t know how to be a Luna, and I know I will never be more than a mere rogue to him.’ My wolf was the only one I ever opened up to. She knew my deepest secrets, my fears—because she was a part of me. We shared thoughts and emotions, and that built an unshakable trust between us. Even though we fought often, it was usually because I was stubborn. And I hated that she was always right. "What are you thinking about so hard, flower?" The voice sta
My wolf spirit and I often fought about one thing—what would happen if we ever found our mate. But it was never about independence or freedom. Now that we had found Damien, it was like she was ready to forget all of that, to assume the role of Luna just because he was an Alpha. I had always assumed my mate would be a rogue like me, that we could go off together, free and independent. But now that she had connected with Damien, she never wanted to leave his side. The fact that a single touch from him could make me melt or that his scent could instantly calm my senses angered me. The way my body reacted to him felt like second nature, like we belonged together—and it disgusted me. Like I had no choice in the matter. I didn’t want the responsibility of an entire pack on my shoulders. I didn’t want someone ordering me around. I finished my shower and stepped out, grabbing a towel to dry myself off. When I glanced back into the mirror, I smiled. It had been a while since I’d seen a cl