Xavier
The scream of the rogue echoed throughout the cell walls. His blood splattered in every direction. My satisfaction increased.
Call me what ever you want. Bastard, cruel, sadist. I enjoy seeing these creatures in pain.
With one more strong and sharp crack of my whip, he collapsed on the filthy ground. His breath and heart becoming nothing.
Finished with him, I walked down the long hall of cells. Rogues snarl, growl, and cower in fear.
Keeping my face looking straight forward, and my posture threatening, I finally reached the 4" steel doors.
It was late outside, everyone off duty was asleep. Only the packs finest warriors patrol at night.
My white T-shirt is now splattered with the blood of a rogue, and it disgust me. I rip it off of myself, throwing it in a trash bin beside the cell entrance.
I start to walk to my room. I rarely sleep at night. I have to many nightmares to have a peaceful night. So I'd rather be doing something productive rather than lay in bed.
"ALPHA GREY!!" I hear my name being shouted. I turn to see my Beta, Kevin, running towards me.
"What are you doing? You're suppose to be on patrol." I snap. He bows his head in respect, he may be my best friend, but I'm still his Alpha.
"I found a rogue on the territory a few hours ago." He says.
"Well, put him in the cells." I say. He should already know what to do.
"Her. Its a girl, Alpha." He says and I'm confused. Its rare for a woman to be a rogue. They are an important part of every pack.
"Where is she?" I ask.
"I put her in the basement." He responds.
"Have Gretta take her to a guest room. Clothe and feed her. I'll have a talk with her when I can. And don't scare her." I tell him.
"Well, I kind of made her think that you were going to hurt her. Only to scare her a bit." He said shamefully. I narrow my eyes.
"Just do what I told you to do." I said dismissively. He nods and leaves.
I slowly walk to my room, locking the door behind me. Its not like anyone would come in without permission, only a habit.
I kick off my shoes and head towards the shower. Stripping out of my clothes, I adjust the water and step in. As the blood of the rogue washes off, so do some more unappealing thoughts.
My name is Xavier Damien Grey. I'm the Alpha of the Cold Moon Pack, the largest, strongest and most feared in the world. Every pack knows of us. We are ruthless to them. I'm ruthless to everyone. They just don't understand where I got this much power. So much anger. Only my pack knows. My parents were killed in front of me by a group of rogues. Traumatized me for years until I turned all the sadness into anger, earning me this title.
My wolfs name is Zander. He has a big temper problem. He is a very large midnight black color and electric blue eyes. He doesn't talk much but when he does, its about finding our mate.
Mate. I remember seeing my parents together, just staring at each other. The love and care in their eyes said it all for them.I want my mate. We want our mate. She can bring an end to my misery and love me for what I've become.
I turned off the shower, stepped out and wrapped a dark blue towel around my waist. I have to meet with a female rogue.
Lucy
You know that groggy feeling you have after a nap? Well that's how I feel, only worse. And its really dark. Where the hell am I?
I look around, trying to adjust my eyes. A basement? How did I get here?
Then I remembered that guy in the woods.
Oh no. I've been kidnapped!!I sit up quickly, earning a headache to appear.
I feel around my body for any new injuries. Nothing but the ones my dad had given me.
Light suddenly floods into the dark room, and I squint my eyes trying to see.
When I can finally see, there's an old woman at the door. She has short gray hair and brown eyes that give me a friendly feeling.
"Oh dear, what's happened to you?" She asks. She reaches for my face and I flinch.
"I won't hurt you, I promise." She tucks a piece of hair behind my ear and helps me stand.
"Let's go get you cleaned up, then I'll get you something to eat." She says softly. I nod and follow her up some steps. I still feel groggy, probably from that injection.
She leads me throughout the entire house, or should I say mansion. Its gigantic. We enter an empty room and she hands me a towel.
"Go shower. There will be clothes on the bed once you're out. I'm going to make you something to eat." And she leaves.
I turn on the water to warm, strip out of my clothes, and step inside. It feels so good. I don't feel as weird and sleepy anymore.
I wash my hair with the shampoo and conditioner, wash my body with the soap, and wrap a white towel around myself.
In the room, there's a white hoodie, black jeggings, and a black bra and panties.
I quickly dress, and the woman from earlier comes in with a tray of tomato soup, a grilled cheese sandwich, and a cup of water. My stomach growls.
She sets it down and speaks. "My name is Gretta. What might yours be?" She asks.
I hesitate before whispering, "Lucy."
She smiles a kind and gentle smile.
"Lucy. Its been a pleasure meeting you. But I need to handle some work. Please eat, and the Alpha will be here in a little." She smiles and gracefully walks out.
Alpha? What's that?
I forget about it and eat the food given to me. Its delicious. And I'm starving.
After I'm finished, I realized what I'm doing. These people kidnapped me. And I'm not trying to escape.
I run to the window, but its locked. So is the door.
I'm pacing back and forth, trying to figure out how I could get out of here.
But all thought are lost when I hear the click of the door.
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