All Chapters of ROGUE: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

ELLIE       I don't know how long I had been here for now. Time seemed infinite when there were no windows to know whether it was day or night and there was no clock for you to be able to tell what the time was.   All I could do was embrace the silence and allow my thoughts to consume me. I wondered what Blake what be doing now. I wondered whether he would be looking after the twins or whether he would be pulling his hair out frantically trying to work out where Bradley had taken me or whether he had turned into a recluse who didn't wish to speak to or see anyone.   I had heard stories of what happens when you lose your mate. You lose your other half and it feels like your heart has been torn out of your chest. You don't see the point in living because there is nothing for you to live for. To put it simply, when you lose your mate, you want to die and you will do anything to get that wish.

"Why are you doing this?" I turned my attention back to my mother and growled at her. "Why? Oh son you truly are naïve," my mother rolled her head back in laughter and I was about to answer when I felt Blake's teeth sink into my other shoulder. I could feel the blood rolling down my back and I am almost certain that I heard the sound of my shoulder cracking as he pulled me backwards. His arm was across my throat and my back was against the wall before I could really register what was happening. Mixed with the amount of blood I was losing from both my shoulders and the fact Blake was cutting of the air supply to my body, I could feel that I was close to passing out and then I didn't know what he was going to do to my mother. "Are you a part of this? Is this the reason you came back?" Blake growled. When I refused to give him an answer he applied more pressure to my neck and I could feel my life slowly slipping away as I fought to stay away. "Fucking answer me.

JACKSON     I don't even know why the hell I thought trying to calm Blake down was a good idea but it needed to be done. He needed to stop before he did some serious damage - and I'm not talking about simply throwing a sofa through the window or putting his fist into a wall. I put my hands on his shoulders and I could feel him physically shaking as he eyed Nicole up and down. Jayson seemed to have done enough damage for now if the smell of blood was anything to go by. "Blake," I pushed him backwards as he made another attempt at Nicole and Jayson. I may not have trusted Jayson but he was still my friend and I knew he would never let anything happen to Ellie. He was the one who saved her and allowed me to speak with her. He was the one who lost his temper with her when she admitted that she didn't want Blake because he didn't like the idea of his best friend hurting. He was the one who came back here and asked for Ellie's help

ELLIE     "I don't want to cause you problems in your pack Ellie. I would rather run the risk it going alone than put a rift between you and the people who care about you," Bradley finally said. We had been sitting in my office in total silence for twenty minutes now because I didn't know what to say to him. I didn't think there was anything to be said. I knew my pack were going to hate him and they were never going to accept him as a member of the pack but that didn't give them the right to make attempts on his life every thirty seconds. If he really did want to kill me, if he was the one who thought of the entire plan he was carrying out, I would have been dead the moment we were out of the cellar. He would have taken the opportunity to do it while we were alone and there was no one to prove he was the one who had murdered me. "No. I'm not giving them what they want. It's happened for too long now and it's time they remembe

ELLIE     I looked at the three of them and they all looked at me in shock. I folded my hands on my desk and continued to glare at them as I thought of how I was going to put into words what I wanted to tell them. I didn't want them to hate me but I also didn't need them acting like they were better than me. I could treat them like my equals, I was more than happy to do that, but I was tired of being treated like I didn't matter and with people hating me for things I didn't even know had happened. It was honestly tiring and I had had enough of it all. "I don't know. Where do you want to begin?" Luca asked sharply. "Firstly, there is the issue with the way you keep talking to me, you act like you're better than me and you constantly treat me like you know so much better. And I am tired of it, Luca, I am tired of you treating me like I'm stupid and you telling me everything I do is wrong. You're my best friend and I don't want