Dylan's POV.
I should be excited that I found my mate, but I wasn't, she was a rogue and I didn't like that.
I don't care how attractive she looked, I just didn't like rogues.
They were responsible for the pain I had, I still remembered the day my parents died.
It was vivid in my memories, when the rogues came and killed them.
I had to take over power even though I wasn't ready. I still remembered the guilt in me. I would've done something if I didn't go to a party.
Meeting my mate and realizing she's a rogue made me so pissed, I couldn't help but act the way I acted with her.
I felt the pull crazily, I wanted to run to her after leaving her in the slave quarters, but I refused, I couldn't do that.
I told the head slave to make sure she works, I didn't want her lingering around.
I couldn't tell anyone she was my mate, only Aidan knew about this.
I knew he wouldn't say anything till I told him to, I sighed ruffling my hair as her face slipped into my mind.
Her red hair, green eyes, and soft skin, she really is an angel...a demon, I reminded myself quickly.
That's why I can't let myself fall for her, it'd ruin everything, she'll end up being like other rogues.
They were never to be trusted, they would do anything, they were never loyal, and never part of a pack, they could destroy anything without remorse.
I stood up from my bed, pacing my room, trying to stop thinking of her.
I needed to stop thinking of her, but it was so hard. Any time I thought of something,my thoughts ended up trailing to her. It's been just two days and I couldn't get her out of my head.
As I paced the floor, a knock on my door brought me back to reality.
"Come in!" I called out, walking over to my desk.
Aidan walked in, with a small smile.
"You called for me." He raised his brows.
"I need you to get me information about her." I sighed.
"Who?" He feigned ignorance.
"Your mate?" He raised his brows.
"She's not my..." I paused, she was my mate and I couldn't change that, the moon goddess gave her to me as my mate, I didn't want to reject her.
"She's your mate, though you don't want to accept her." Aidan said.
"What's her name?" I rolled my eyes.
"Amara." He replied.
Even though her name was as beautiful as she is, her face slipped into my mind again.
I shook my head willingly, "how did you know her name?" I raised my brows.
"You've made her popular by announcing her as a rogue slave." He shrugged.
"And she's very beautiful, the males in the pack have been eyeing her and it's just two days." Aidan chuckled.
I wasn't ready for the wave of jealousy that hit me immediately. He said others were looking at her.
"Why is it bothering you?" He asked, noticing my sour expression.
"No." I muttered, not wanting to talk to him anymore.
He smiled slightly at me before walking towards my door.
I hated that he could see through me, I knew he meant well, he was trying to be supportive, but it was annoying right now.
"You know you should try and give in to her." He suggested.
"You know how I feel about rogues." I shook my head.
"Yeah, but just.." Aidan suggested.
"You might regret it later." He added.
"I'd rather take my chances." I said.
"Okay, I'll find information about her." He left my room.
I paced the room again, tired of pacing, I rushed to the bathroom to take a shower again,the pacing made me sweat.
After my shower,I changed into some loose clothes. I went outside my room to see how she was doing. I couldn't help but be curious about her.
I didn't see her at the slave quarters and the slaves were still busy, I wondered where she was, as my mate I could scent her.
The delicious scent pulled me closer to her, it was intoxicating.
As if on queue, my phone rang, it was a message from Aidan, he had information about Amara, I read the message and ran back to my room.
I sat down on my bed waiting for him, he came into my room with a frown.
"You're so fast, what information did you get?" I raised my brows.
"Not much, just a little, I made Manor search the dark web." He sighed.
"So what is it?"
"Okay, so she was part of a pack, I didn't get the name, but she was later a slave, I don't know if she was a slave before or later, because it seems the pack has a new alpha, and it seemed like she was escaping from something."
"That's all?" I raised my brows.
"Yes, that is all." He sighed.
"Sorry I didn't get much." He sighed.
"Well, as long as she's not part of a pack anymore it means she's a rogue like I said." I concluded.
"Yeah I think so, though you should probably ask her why she was running away." He suggested.
"I won't do that, the rouges that killed my parents pretended to be friends and also acted like they were having issues, just to kill them that way." I stood up.
"I will never pity any rogue." I walked out of my room and he followed me.
"Where are you stalking off to?" He asked.
"To find out why she isn't working with the other slaves, she should be working harder and be thankful I let her survive." I bellowed.
I inhaled following her scent, it didn't matter who she was now, I had to find out her location and then punish her.
I scented her in the flower garden, I walked in and she was wiping her face.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" I bellowed.
She swallowed her eyes widening, she looked away.
Her scent drew me in,I wanted nothing more than to kiss her right now.
"Answer me!" I snarled.
"I..I'm sorry." She mumbled.
I growled, I walked closer to her, I lifted her chin to look at me and she stared at me.
Amara's POV.I didn't know what to expect from him, he looked really angry and it scared me.I didn't realize I'll see him here, all I came here to do was cry."I'm sorry, I didn't mean to come here." I hiccuped.I started sobbing as my tears stained the dirt around us. I wiped off my cheeks and looked back at him. His expression showed a mixture of guilt, hurt, and anger. But mostly confusion. He stared down at me with no emotion. I was starting to feel scared again."I'm so sorry." I muttered."You should be working like the other slaves.""So can you give me one credible reason why you're here?" He barked.I bit my lip. Why am I even crying? It's not like he cares anymore than usual, but still the sight of his face made my heart ache.He grabbed my wrist and pulled me away from the wall. I let out a whimper."Where are we going?" I managed to squeak out.His eyes locked on mine in an instant. I felt chills go up my spine as I stared at those piercing grey orbs that were filled wit
AMARA'S POV I couldn't take it any longer. My wolf was whimpering in pain. I could feel the pain of being rejected even without being rejected. It was much more awful than being rejected, being betrayed. With shaky legs, I pulled myself up and went wherever I was able to go. I wasn't in my right state of mind. My wolf continued to whine in distress and desperation.The feeling of being betrayed by your mate who hasn't even accepted you is the worst feeling ever. For once I felt like going back to Kaden. At least when I was with Kaden only I was the one suffering but being with Dylan is making my wolf feel the misery that it never deserved. Even I also never deserved this kind of treatment. What did I ever do in my life to get all these sufferings in my life? The only thing I ever wanted was a normal life. A mate who loved me dearly and a pack who treated me fairly. But no, the moon goddess must hate me to the core because no one deserved to be treated like dirt. My train of tho
DYLAN'S POVI don't know what is wrong with me. Why am I thinking about Amara? Why is my wolf howling for her? Why is my mind filled up with the constant desire of getting just a glimpse of her? I don't know why my mind is feeling so fuzzy. I think my wolf is playing with me because I got to know she is my mate. But why did she have to be my mate? Couldn't it be someone else? Even someone unattractive or a slave could be my mate but no it had to be a rogue. A rogue whom I despise the most. Maybe I know what would stop me from thinking about her. Yeah, a one-night stand would definitely be a good way to release my sexual tension and help me think straight again. Without giving it any thought I just went to my pack and looked for someone. Anyone who could quench my thirst for being sexually driven. I smirked when I saw one of the ladies giving me a sultry look and I looked back at her with the same lust-filled gaze. It seemed like she got the message and slowly walked towards an a
AMARA'S POV When he grabbed the side of my face, I flinched in disgust as I felt cold, uneasy shivers run down my spine. My skin underneath his hard grip felt as though it was under boiling larva, and my legs were trembling so badly that I would have fallen to the ground if the man wasn't cornering me to the sink. "You have such blemish free skin for a rogue..." He whispered as he clutched my chin hard before running his thumb over my lips. I shut my eyes tight as I glanced to the side, wishing he'd just disappear. Feeling this man close to me reminded me of past memories with Kaden. Unlike my mate, his prescence made me feel uneasy, and his touch disgusts me and made all the hair at the back of my neck rise. "Hey!" He suddenly growled and with a gasp I was forced to look at him, and I cried outloud when his fingers digged into the flesh of my cheek. "Look at me when I'm talking to you, you slut or I'll kill you!" "Could you repeat what you said just right now?"I didn't want to
DYLAN'S POV I watched as she tripped and fell face first on the ground when I threw her into the cell before I locked the gates. It took her some seconds to lift her head, and when she turned to me, I could see her bursted lips, and the blood running down her left cheek. But that wasn't what startled me. She suddenly got up and ran towards me, wrapping her arms around the bars of the gates with a pleading look in her eyes. I tried hard to look away, but the fucking mate bond was subjecting me to staring into those enchanting emerald green eyes of hers. Aside being a rogue, I don't think Amara had a single flaw that would make me want to reject her every single minute I thought of her. She was undeniably the most beautiful she-wolf I had ever come across. Infact, no woman could hold a candle to her other worldly beauty and pulchritudinous appearance. With her red hair and doe shaped jewel eyes, she was capable of rendering men to their knees with so much as a swing of her bodacio
DYLAN'S POV I didn't even bother to touch the message. Even though there was a look of horror on the elders' faces, my face was completely neutral. Infact, I had never been calm about anything as this right now. I have received worse threats, and yet, they all seemed futile and useless. I turn to Barton who had the same neutral expression as I did. The scar a witch had given him during a deadly fight was still there, intimiddating and huge, slashed across his eyes. One thing about werewolves, we couldn't heal the way we did if we were wounded or scarred by witches. We just healed like normal humans, the scar still there to remind us of our past encounter. It was slashed across his left eyes, from the top lid to his cheek, and yet I wondered how he drew the attention of most women in the pack. His hazel eyes were piercing and cold, and his raven black hair shielded most of his eyes. I didn't make Barton head of my pack warriors for nothing. He was strong, resilient and trust worth
DYLAN'S POV My eyes shot open like a bullet struck the side of my neck when she helped me pushed the hem of her skirt up, and I noticed she wasn't wearing anything underneath. "Feel how wet and horny I am for you Dylan." She moaned softly, leaning her head towards the crook of my neck while bracing her hands at the arm of my chair, waiting, urging me to continue. I start to kiss the side of her neck while stimulating the tip of her clit, rubbing my thumb over it in a circular motion. Her moans grew heavy and softer, and her legs were hung on the office table, spread wide apart to enable me easy access. The feeling of her wetness on my hand stimulated deep feelings within me, and before I knew it, I was biting and sucking the sensitive part of her neck, listening to her moans and getting enticed by it. "Oh Dylan..." She moaned, and suddenly the image of Amara flashed in my head. I kissed Elana harder and even went as far as pushing her back so I could get access into her mouth, j
AMARA'S POV The cell was cold and unwelcoming but I embraced the feeling. I had honestly thought I was going to spend a night here like he wanted me to. My eyes would trembled as I search the place with my eyes, expecting to see Kaden creep out from no where and try to kill me. Something skidded past me, and I screamed, scrambling up to my feet with horror in my eyes, but it happened to be a rat. Tears filled my eyes as I sat down, drawing my knees up to my chin. There was no way of escape. And unlike Kaden's dungeon, there was no way of escaping this one. It had a small window, but it high off the ground and very small, so small that a pup couldn't even squeeze through. Suddenly, I heard some voices. "We haven't got all day guys. Move move move! " I glanced up to see huge boots walking past my cell from the small window. I noticed they were Pushing some wheelbarrows, and there were alot of men. What was going on. "Can we really build a barrier before tomorrow evening?" Another