I'm the Alpha's Mate

Chapter 7

At my grandmother's house, everything is cozy and relaxed, while here, I am scared that if I touch something it will break, shatter, and get me in trouble. It is a lovely house, but far too extravagant and fragile for me.

"Soobin?" I call out to him as we make our way down the same hallway, the one that leads to the Alphas office. "I need a favor."

He peeks back at me, looking rather curious. "What?"

I take a deep breath. "When I was in the cells, there was a girl in the same one as me. I want her to be let free," I ask.

He lets out a noise, one telling me that he is thinking, then he turns back to the hallway. When we come up to the familiar, gray doors my heart starts to pick up the pace, my nerves spike. The intoxicating scent of my mate fills my nose. Soobin lightly knocks on the door and I come back to reality. A low "come in" prods at my ears. Slowly, the door opens, and I am almost too anxious to see her again.

I enter the room, but Soobin does not, he shuts the door behind me as if to trap me. I glance up and see the Alpha sitting at her desk, as before she looks powerful and intimidating. I begin to feel extremely bare in the nightgown and robe.

Something about this woman has me begging on my knees. She makes me feel desired without saying a word. The Alpha stands up and slowly walks over to me. My breath hitches when she reaches only a few steps away, but she comes closer until she is right in front of me. Her scent makes my mind go foggy.

"I see you found my robe." Her voice is smooth and husky, like music to my ears. She rolls the very soft fabric in between her fingers, a spot right beside my neck.

I can hardly speak, and I am sure if I tried that it would only come out as a squeak. I no longer have dirt spread on my face and dusty clothes, but my hair is damp and possibly tangled, as here I am again, worrying about my appearance.

"The g-girl in the cell-she needs to be set free," I say with the last of my courage.

"Making demands so soon?" Her hand gently scoops up my own, her touch soft on my skin, and I only begin to want more. The feeling of her, is something so new, so addictive, so good.

"God, I love the way you react to my touch," she chants in my ear, causing my mind to run blank, erasing all things I had planned on saying. A blush floods my cheeks and I look away, not wanting her to see me like a gushing fool. I have never been in a relationship before, let alone kissed a boy. Obviously, at eight years old I was not running around kissing every boy saw, for obvious reasons. With grandma, I did not think about boys at all, as there were none around.

"Look at me," she says.

"I'm sorry, but I don't know anything about packs and hardly anything about mates. I barely remember my old pack." I gaze up at him and look him right in his emerald eyes. "I have to get back to my grandmother."

Her handsome face hardens. "Why are you not part of a pack?"

"I don't-I don't know." Truthfully, I know, but I do not see the need for her to know. My grandmother chose life this way, so I obey. My time in a pack was not great anyways, and now I have no desire to be in one.

"What do you mean you do not know? Have you always been rogue?"

"What's rogue?" I question, confused.

She looks at me, almost like she cannot believe what I am saying. "Where do you live?"

"With my grandmother, across the stream," I answer her while gently pushing out of her grasp, though I already miss the feel of her. "I have to get back to her, she doesn't know where I am."

Suddenly a man comes through the office doors, he seems startled. The Alpha immediately looks at him with hard eyes. "Alpha, we found a group of rogues on the border, we brought them to the cells. What should we do?" The man asks for orders.

"Get rid of them."

"Get rid of them? The rogues? I do not understand, Yeonjun called me a rogue, so why did they not get rid of me? "What are you going to do with them, lock them up?" I questioned.

"I don't have time for this, Hanbin, just do as I say." My mate grumbles and crosses her arms over her chest. My eyes stay fixed on her bulging muscles, like a fourteen-year-old girl. I quickly snap myself out of my trance and cross my arms over my chest in response. She does not have time for what, my question?

The man, Hanbin, leaves the office in a hurry and I attempt to follow her out the door, but of course, it is not that easy. My mate grabs my shoulders and turns me back around, back facing her. The tingles from her touch slowly spread throughout my body, instantly relaxing me.

"I don't think so," she mutters.

"I have to go make sure my grandmother is okay. At least let me check on her, make sure she is at home and safe." she sighs. "Alright, but you are not going alone."

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