Turmoil Mate

C H A P T E R 4

Rowan Whitethron Santiago

I returned to my pack as soon as the news reached me. Finally, those two rogues are caught. They have been causing me quite a lot of problems.

A rogue wolf is a dangerous and wild animal that lives apart from the rest of the pack. When a wolf is banished from the pack or a wolf who is in a lower rank than the beta and they kill an innocent wolf or an innocent human they turn into rogues.

There weren't any records of wolves or humans who were murdered recently in the past five years. But it is a necessity to be careful around them, as rogues can be dangerous.

The annual Alpha meet which was supposed to be held in my town was canceled as one Alpha caught a faint rogue scent. A scent that was strong and sickly sweet. We found out that the wolf was not a part of any pack. Every wolf except my pack members refused to enter my territory. Until the rogues are caught.

A memory surfaced in my mind as I was thinking about those two rogues. A memory of me and Alpha Welt from the northern side, talking.

"No wolf is going to enter your territory until you kill those two rogues or accept them in your pack." Alpha Welt warned me.

"I know Alpha Welt, but it seems like they don't have a scent. And each time we have a clue on them it leads to a dead end. They are very clever" Frustrated I didn't like when others advised me especially those who are not above me.

"How is that possible Alpha Rowan? Every wolf as a scent. Also, it is not my problem it is yours." He inquired, frowning.

"I know" I growled angrily. " Maybe a warlock or a witch helped them. " I replied wondering the same thing. Every wolf has a scent, a rogue has a foul smell, Lonewolf has a strong unique smell.

"Find them and kill them before it is too late--- "Loud howls emitting from the Packhouse broke me from my reverie.

I entered through the front door, finding very alarmed but excited pack members.

They bowed down in respect as they saw me entering through the door. My Beta immediately rushed to me, his raven hair ruffled, his eyes tired and bloodshot.

"Where are they? In the basement or the well." I asked Gavin in a dangerous tone. Leaving no room for discussions. He stared at me and flashed his straight teeth before he composed himself.

Gavin and I grew up together. Training in the same battlefield day and night. When I was sixteen my father was killed in a rogue attack. Hence enhancing my growing hatred towards rogues. He is one person who I trust with my life, he is the only member of my family who is alive.

"They are in the basement. I assume you want to talk them, then torture them, and then kill them."He replied reading my mind.

"Shall we then?" I asked him. An evil grin taking place on my thoughtful face.

"Rowan I must warn you one rogue is a female wolf and she is very young, and the other is a male who also seems to be around her age. Perhaps older. When we caught them, everything seemed normal. But as soon as they turned into their human forms. they immediately reached for each other's hand when they were carried close to each other when we tried prying their hands apart. The female one glowed and the heat was produced from her. With difficulty, we separated them and put them in separate rooms as soon as we reached the packhouse." He told me, a frown taking place on both of our faces.

The female one glowed but how? I asked my wolf.

Maybe she is a hybrid. A hybrid of a witch and a werewolf.

But if she was a hybrid wouldn't we have sensed her strong persona.

My king, you forgot what magic can do. Magic is dangerous and unpredictable but if used carefully; one can do anything with them.

Something like this hasn't happened in a decade.

My king, I fear something evil comes our way. I froze, I saw Gavin glancing my way.

We will speak of this later, let's first deal with these rogues.

As we reached the basement door. Gavin opened it. Descending the stairs, we reached the hallways. We walked past some rooms, where few of the most notorious criminals were held captive. Gavin went towards a door near the far end, opening the door. A female scent hit my nostrils, but I couldn't smell her wolf. Entering the room, I saw Bryan standing beside the pole bowing at me where the girl was tied.

My gaze fell on the female, she is easily the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, even though there was moot covering her arms and neck. Her platinum blonde hair pales against her pale complexion.

Her hands and legs were tied to the post on either side of her body. She was completely vulnerable and bare to us in this position.

I stood in the shadows and covered my scent.

Bryan, my third in command, took a bucket filled with cold water and splashed the water on the girl, she jerked awake, shivering. The clothes sticking to her body.

She opened her eyes, her tired green eyes scanning her legs and hands. She looked at the clothes she was wearing, her nose scrunched in disgust. She looked at Bryan who silently watched her every movement.

I wanted to claw his eyes out, for looking at her.

Fuck. Why do I feel like this? I growled at my wolf.

I don't know maybe because she is beautiful and you want to fuck her. He replied

Shut up I shouted at him feeling frustrated. He let out a delightful laugh enjoying my agony.

My wolf is a wise old spirit but sometimes he acts like a teenager.

Then she looked at Gavin, assessing him. Jealousy rippled in my gut. How could I be jealous of Gavin? He is my fucking carranam! She sniffed him, then sniffed Bryan. She snarled at Bryan annoyed.

She closed her eyes, her face tight in concentration. She opened her eyes searching for someone probably the other rogue. Is he her mate? If he was, Why is she unclaimed?. I can't find his scent permanently etched into her. No amount of magic can disguise an unmarked female's scent. She opened her eyes scanning her surroundings, she looked frustrated and panicked. She opened her mouth, probably to scream. But I interrupted her before a word left from her kissable mouth.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," I told her coming out of the shadows. Light illuminating my face. She stared at me, assessing me.

"Who are you?" She asked, She knew who I was. yet she asked me not willing to give anything away. I took a moment to appreciate her cleverness. I moved swift as a bolt of lightning and stood before her and took hold of her chin in a tight grip.

"I am Alpha Rowan Whitethron Santiago sweetheart and you are in no position to question me," I replied the threat visible in my reply. I felt a jolt of electricity pass through me at the contact of her skin as I caressed her cheek. Her eyes widened in shock as I kept caressing her cheek. Fear and confusion visible in her eyes but she quickly masked them.

"Remove the shackles and help her onto that chair and bring her some fresh clothes." I barked at Bryan who looked fazed by my behavior.

"But Alpha, she will try to run away," Bryan said.

"Do as I say. Don't question me." I threatened him. He immediately did as I said. He left the room in search of fresh clothes. Meanwhile, my beautiful prisoner seemed unfazed by my action. Looking indifferent.

Bryan entered the room with fresh clothes and led her to the adjoining washroom. She changed her clothes and came out looking dry and clean. She went to the chair and sat down. Trying to get uncomfortable. A mask of indifference taking over her face.

Now it is time to question this beautiful creature. She was captivating and alluring. I wanted her so much that it hurts me physically. She is mine.

No ours, my wolf replied. We will make her ours. She will be a wonderful pet. I am going to train her nice and hard for my cock.