All Chapters of King of the Rogues: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

ELENA POV Alpha Caleb. As I stare at him, my face flushed, I see nothing but contempt flash in his eyes. Shaking my head to clear the fog, I'm instantly nauseous at my reaction. Of course he's absolutely gorgeous as most alpha's are with his dark blonde hair, green eyes, muscular build, and serious height; but he's also arrogant, rude, and a complete bully. I have no respect for someone who is supposed to be a leader preying on those that are weaker than him. Instead of backing away, he shoves me off of him and sticks his foot out causing me to faceplant like a starfish in the hallway, while my books go flying across the floor. Rather than give him the satisfaction of getting mad or reacting, I choose to ignore him. But when I try to stand Alpha Caleb's girlfriend, Stephanie comes around the corner in time to kick my hands out from underneath me causing me to face plant again and laughs.Ugh. That high pitched nasal laugh ma

Elena POV   By the time I make it out of the doors of the high school, I see Quinn waiting for me in her car with the windows rolled down singing loudly and very off key to some song by Billie Eilish, which makes me laugh. I slide into the seat of her BMW, thankful that Caleb and his posse weren't in their usual spot outside.  "You ready to shop until your feet fall off?" Quinn says raising her eyebrows. I groan, "I thought we were just going to pick out a dress and then come back home? I have an essay I have to submit for one of my scholarship applications and I want to get started on it as soon as possible," I say hoping she lets me off the hook. "Come on, young grasshopper," she responds, "let me teach you my ways! Or at least let me dress you up like my own personal barbie doll. I have been dreaming of the moment you would finally let me do this!" What a weirdo, I think to myself as a smile splits across my face. "Fine,"

Elena POV After hours of being shaved, plucked, waxed, pinned, and tucked, hair, and make-up finished, I am finally done. As I look in the mirror, I feel overwhelmed by the person looking back at me yet again. My eyes seem to glow more brown than green under the smokey eyeshadow. My lips are painted with a deeper pink that accentuates my eye shadow and golden skin. My hair is smooth and curled, falling in soft waves down my back. I think my favorite part though is my dress. It's a deep purple color and is made from velvet which pools around my feet like a liquid lake of the purest amethyst with a slit on both sides running up to my hips. When I walk it waterfalls around me in the most beautiful rhythm. It also has a halter neckline which has a cuff around my neck and drops into a low back that rests right above my low back. It hugs my body perfectly and accentuates all my curves. "You look like an amazon," Quinn says from behind me. She

Elena POV I try to take a steadying breath but I can't seem to get my lungs to work. This whole time we continue to stare at eachother through the mirror. When he reaches behind himself to lock the door, the hair on the back of my neck stands on end.He growls loud enough to make the stall doors shake, breaking me from my shock and causing me to take a step back, pressing my back into the counter and clutching onto the edge to try and keep myself upright.He takes slow steps towards me, stalking me like prey and reaches out to slowly curl his fingers around my throat, cutting off my air supply. Sparks shoot down my neck where his skin touches mine and my breathing grows shallow. He starts to squeeze tighter before suddenly shoving me against the mirror on the other side of the room, shattering the glass.I crumple to the floor, unable to stand at the sudden movement. My hand flying to my face when I feel a dripping sensation. I look back at

Elena POV The sound of beeping makes me stir, pulling me from consciousness. I open my eyes and sink further into my pillow, the bright lights causing me to blink rapidly. I try to cover my eyes with my hands but stop when I notice all the tubes preventing me from doing so. My room is huge and there's a window spanning the length of the wall to my right. I have the idea to get up and try to make sense of my surroundings when a low growl breaks through my reverie making the windows vibrate.I freeze, covers half thrown back and look into the corner of my room where the sound came from. I can't tell what the man looks like since he is hidden in shadow, all I can see are his long legs peeking out but I'm hit with a strong desire to know what he looks like. "I wouldn't do that if I were you, you're still hurt," his voice comes from the darkness sounding like sin. It's low and screams danger, but all I want to do is get closer. I need