All Chapters of The Alpha's Rogue Mate: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

My body stiffened and it took all my willpower to remember how to breathe as I heard the name of my old pack. Had they been out that night, looking for me? Is that why I couldn't remember the end of that night? No, if the alpha expected I had something to do with it I would’ve woken up in a cell rather than in a room. "I have made the necessary checks, Alpha." She sounded slightly annoyed like he'd asked her that question twenty times before, "The man with her was human and had no connection to any wolves. But it was good that you stepped in when you did"Alpha Jackson sighed, "I’m sorry for questioning you, Clarissa, but with the notes and their scents around our territory-""What?" I interrupted with a growl, sitting up straight, groaning at the splitting headache ricocheting around my body.I was getting angry for multiple reasons:Firstly, the bastard had taken me to the one person I had never wanted to meet for lots of reasons. I wasn’t so blinded with pain that I couldn’t reco

That question. That damned question! This was exactly why I didn’t want anything to do with a witch because deep down I knew she would find out! I spun towards her with a fear I hadn’t known before clawing through my body and I shifted away from her, knowing that I was completely at her mercy. Who knows what she would do with that information? Would she tell Alpha Jackson? Would she try to blackmail me? Only my family knew about my lack of a wolf and I trusted them, but I didn’t trust Clarissa, not that much anyway.“Elise,” She said softly, not making any movements to try to get closer to me, “Elise, I’m not going to hurt you, I-”“You’ll just need to tell the Alpha, is that right?” I cut her off harshly, my hands curling around the bedsheets desperately and I tried to look for a way out.The only exit was a door that was shut. Could I get there before the witch stopped me?My mind was a blur of panic as multiple scenarios shot through my head and my chest grew tighter, so tight th

This path through the forest was familiar to me. I came here at least once a week to visit the graves of my family and to offer a prayer to the Moon Goddess that their spirits were safe with her. It didn’t surprise me that the alpha knew the way here too considering he’d seen me make them.As we rounded towards the three small mounds that had begun to grow grass on them, I noticed the small daisies placed on top of one another. The small bundles looked new and I was sure they were because I hadn’t seen them before.“What are you trying to do here?” I asked suspiciously, turning towards him. “Nothing bad, I promise. If there’s one thing I respect, it’s mourning,” He replied with sincerity as he moved towards my family’s grave and kneeled just in front of it. I hesitated before I took a deep breath and sat beside him, looking at the dainty flowers on the ground.“Did you do that?” I mumbled, feeling the tiny stem of one of the daisies that was on my mother’s grave. It wasn't much, but

It was worse than any of us had imagined. I smelt it before I saw him as I was encouraged to walk down the thin corridor that led to the basement of the Pack House. I could taste the ash from the candles and smell the burning of skin the second I walked down the first step. Frederick wanted that, to prolong my thoughts and fears of what he’d been doing to my father. I was almost sick from the anxiety, and still we walked. It felt like we would never reach the bottom.The claustrophobic corridor began to open up and the first thing I saw was Fredrick smiling at me with that sadistic smirk on his face that made me flinch. He held out a hand like a groom accepting his bride and I trembled as I took it. He led me to a silver-lined door with bars and inside was my father, bound in silver, lying on the floor, screaming in agony through his gag.I rushed to try to open the door, but Fredrick held me back, firstly by my shoulder, then by encircling his arms around me like a lover’s embrace. I

We didn’t say much else after the crying session. We managed to compose ourselves and had a few minutes in silence. It wasn’t an uncomfortable silence but more one that we didn’t need to talk to understand one another.Jackson was the first person to stand up and dust himself off.“I’ll give you some more time with your family,” he said before placing a reassuring hand on my shoulder, “Think about the offer I made you.”I only nodded, offering a small smile, “Thank you.” I didn’t need to add the ‘for everything’ for him to know what I meant. He smiled back at me and turned to go before he remembered something. He knelt again and with a small click, the silver band around my ankle was freed. He pocketed the item and offered another small smile before he headed away, giving me that valuable time with my family.I rubbed at my ankle, the cold air feeling strange against it. It was like the anklet had become another part of me and some weird part of me felt sad that it was now gone. Anoth