Hunted and Tormented

Chapter 4: Nasty Habit

Jem’s POV

When Joshua walked into my office for the second time I nearly lost it. I put the pen I was holding down with a loud smack and stared at him, knowing he could see how utterly irritated I was.

“What is it now?” I inquired. “Is it about the Rogue again?”

My Beta shrugged and took a seat in one of the leather chairs in front of my desk, settling in comfortably like he had a million times before. “It depends on how you look at it. It’s about her last Pack. They have sent out a message to all the Packs saying they want Eva Sullivan killed immediately, no pondering on it in case she cons her way out and escapes again.”

Despite my annoyance, I chuckled. “No one has ever escaped us with they life. If she attempts to leave, she will be instantly executed, whether I have to do it with a gun or a sling shot. So are you saying I should kill her today?”

Joshua held up his hands. “I’m not saying you have to, Alpha. I just think we need to get this over with before any drama becomes of it and she has to stick around longer. Knox Pack won’t be satisfied until they have seen her dead.”

I turned back to my desk and started signing off papers again. “I think that is an excellent idea, Joshua. But let’s what till tomorrow, shall we? I have a lot of papers to sign tonight.”

“But Alpha –”

“You may see yourself out,” I dismissed, already moving off the topic of the inconvenient Rogue on my territory. Naturally of course, I’m glad to be the Alpha of the Pack that caught her which will definitely bring benefits and alliances between Haven and Knox. But I’d been badgered all day since she was shoved in a cell to do something about it and frankly, I didn’t like being told what to do. I am Alpha and I will do what I like.

And what I would like to do at the moment is sign these papers.

But I knew she had to be dealt with. Quickly. It disgusted me what she’d done to her Pack; killed eight members and run away like the guilty little murderer she was. I didn’t want someone like that hanging around my Pack.

But do you really think a she-wolf such as herself could do something like that without reason? my wolf voiced.

Reason doesn’t matter, I grumbled back. She did it. That’s enough to execute her.

That was what I told myself as Joshua talked to me the next day in the Main Chamber. Although there were no seats in there, it was a meeting room and had been designed to be able to hold the whole Pack for meetings. At the moment only my best fighters – which I smugly knew I had many of – lined the walls as precaution, not that I didn’t know I could handle the Rogue on my own. She may come from a strong bloodline, being related to the current Knox Alpha but I was a pure-blooded Alpha myself and I knew I could take her if she became an issue.

“She’s here,” Joshua muttered after he finished explaining about how he’d notified Knox Pack that we had their fugitive. He nodded once at me and continued to mutter about something else that I was barely picking up on. A strange and restless tingling was shooting up and down my bloodstream, something so unnerving yet totally exhilarating at the same time. Why was I feeling this way? Why did it feel so . . . good?

I turned and my eyes locked with a pair of dark brown irises already staring at me and then it all made sense. My wolf had sensed that she was near us, that we were close to her and that I had to find her. But I had and she was beautiful. So beautiful it hurt staring at her, knowing she was mine, totally mine and this amazing being before me was my other half.

My blood then ran with ice water as I realised that my mate, my love, my forever, was the Rogue.

Contempt swelled inside of me, not only at her but at myself for thinking I was in love with someone who had killed her own kind. I didn’t even know her and I loved her. God, I loved her so much the desire was searing my chest unconditionally and all I wanted to do was yell out Mine.