The Omega Rogue

Chapter 3

~Rylan's POV~

 I slowly open my eyes as my alarm screams in my ear and the lights shine straight into my eyes. I moan in agony as I roll over, attempting, to get a couple more minutes of sleep. Although I failed because in the next minute my mother came in saying, "Rise and shine! It's a brand new day and you'll be late to school!"

I roll over trying to get away from my mothers cheery attitude. I fucking swear, I have no idea how she is up and active this early in the morning. Next thing I know there is cold water being shot down my back, making me bolt from the bed and scream, "Motherfucker!" I stare in the direction where the water came to see Ashley with an innocent smile on her face. I growl and shoo her out of my room, so that I can get out of these wet boxers.

After I take a shower, I was able to find, dry clothes that didn't reek to put on. I forgot to do laundry, so I am grasping at scraps of clean clothes. I open the door to see Ashley wear a flirty smile and kiss my cheek. I smile, but it was positive to anyone that I was faking.

Ashley was this nice girl that I met one day and I wanted to go out with her. We both knew that we weren't mates, but just wanted someone to fool around with a little. Neither of us have slept with anyone because we want to save ourselves for our mates. We make out and everything, sometimes I get to touch her breasts, but I have never let my lips go below her lips. I would rather kick myself in the head a million times before letting my lips touch another girls intimate parts. I have never seen her mean to anyone, but I have heard nasty rumors about her beating up that one girl.

I have honestly never met her, but I want to one day. Everyone makes her out to be a bad person, but I have a feeling that the whole story of that incident hasn't been fully exposed. I know that she lives a few feet from the house and I saw how small the shack was. I only ever go around there for running and always smell this amazing smell. I think it is because she is cooking, so early in the morning and that's why I smell cinnamon rolls and lilies. Every time I go by, I also see eggs on the side of the little shack house and feel a tug at my heart. Why are people destroying one of the only things that she has? I want to do something, but other pack business and school are consuming that time. When I finally finish, I just want to get rid of the frustration, in which I cal Ashley for us to have a hot make out session with a little fondling. I always feel guilty after kissing her, thinking that my mate would be mad at me not saving our first kiss together, but I think that she has had hers too, so it shouldn't be a big deal.

The mystery girl is still clueless to me knowing of what was going on. I wished that the pack would stop hurting her because of that night, but we would need a trial to see if she did it or not, which I did not have time for. Each trial needs one elder, along with the Alpha and Beta of the pack. It takes a couple hours, but I would need those hours for pack business, homework, maybe Ashley, or to just hang out like any other 18 year old would.

I was never the same child after my father passed down the Alpha title on my 18th birthday. You could imagine my disappointment when I couldn't find my mate before then. Any werewolf can find their mate by the age of 15, but it can take a while to find him or her. I still know a man, who is at least 30, that still hasn't found his mate yet, poor guy. I heard that he has been traveling the world, still attempting to find his mate, I hope that the Moon Goddess can find a good mate for him. When I first turned 15 I went around to every girl in the pack and found nothing, the only girl in the pack I didn't meet was the mystery omega girl, but that was because she was forced to stay otherwise others would beat her. I didn't say anything of it at the time, since I was too focused on finding my mate. After I couldn't find her in the pack, I went on a search for a few weeks to find her. I went to all the near, and some far, packs, in hopes of finding my one and only. Every where I went I ended with nothing, I even cried myself to sleep one night because I felt so hopeless in finding a mate. I decided to indulge myself in work to simmer down the pain that I got from not having my mate by my side with me. 

Fingers snapping in front of my face, sending me out of my day dream, to be brought back into the cruel reality of no mate and too much work. Ashley gives me a soft knowing smile, one of saying how much we both are desperate for our own mates. She kisses my lips lightly, grabs my hand and walks with me downstairs, to an awaiting breakfast. My stomach rumbles as the first smells of bacon and eggs hit my nostrils. I moan in happiness as I see the buffet set out by my mother. She always makes the biggest meals, no matter which one it is, because she believes that all werewolves need the most food to gain the needed energy to go through the day, transformations, and other things like that. My mother was a tiny woman, uncommon in the werewolf community, at 5'2" with dark brown hair along with matching eyes. Her wolf is the same color as her hair, but not all wolves are like that. For example, my father is a dark orange color even though his hair color is a light brown. It is interesting, but I think it has something to do with heritage in the family, so since he is mostly Scottish that means his wolf would be orange when his hair is light brown. My father is actually a well built man at 5'11", which is small for a male werewolf, but for some reason I am the tallest of them all at 6'3" with normal brown hair and green eyes. I am a better built than my father, possibly since I exercise more and am not around 400 years old. Werewolves can live for what seems like an eternity, but our lives drag out long, for about a millennium or two, depending how heathy they are and if they have their mate. One of the good things is that if one mate dies then so does the other, so neither have to live in agony without having their soul mate.

I was snapped out of my thoughts, again, by a huge plate being set in front of me and the wonderful senses of food filling my nose and sending hungry signals to my stomach. In front of me was 3 huge pancakes, with eggs, bacon, toast, hash browns and a side bowl of fruit salad. I looked at my mother, thinking she has gone insane, due to her thinking I could eat all of this food. She gave me a look before saying, "Eat up or you will definitely be late for school." She looked at Ashely and had this look that I couldn't decipher myself, but it was gone in a second as open-friendliness is shown on her face. 

I quickly eat, not wanting to be late and deal with more crap than I needed to today. I say a quick goodbye before grabbing Ashley's hand and racing to the car. I noticed that most of the cars are already gone, indicating that I was seriously late. I growl and swear before racing to the driver's side as Ashley raced to the passenger's side. We quickly get in and I race out of the driveway and into the street. I am too focused on the road to not hear that Ashley was trying to get my attention, until she slapped me in the face. I looked at her stunned, while she just said, "FInally! I really need to tell you something, but since we are about to be late, I will tell you after school."

I nod and race into the school, with Ashley right at my heels, not forgetting to  lock the car, but no one would dream of stealing an Alpha's car. I just made it to first period, milliseconds to spare, but it wouldn't matter since the teacher is a part of my pack. Although I have control over everything at this school, I want to attempt to have a normal high school life and get a good education for life. Even though i don't have to get a job, I would still want to be informed. The reason that I don't need a job, or anyone else in the pact for that matter, is because the council gives money to all of us, so that we wouldn't need to blow our cover of aging extremely slow and exposing the truth of werewolves, but we can still be active with the human population to not seem completely anti-social.

My mind has been swarming all day and I have basically been in another world. I regret it though since I got so much homework and I haven't been paying much attention to any of the lessons that are being taught. Sooner than I knew it it was time for me to go back to the pack, to deal with homework, pack deals and all that fun stuff. I watched out for Ashely and saw her walk to the car with a smile on her face, whether it was fake or real I would never know. We both got into the car and I raced home, the curiosity of what she must say killing me. 

We finally arrive home and we both race up to my room. I slam the door close, excitement begins to engulf me as I jump around like a hyper puppy. She laughs at my being and sits on the bed, becoming seriously silent. I freeze and walk over next to her, so that I could sit next to her and hear everything that she had to say. 

She took a deep breath before saying, "I'm a lesbian."