The Alpha Rouge

His Deal

Skylar's POV:

Pain.
Bright flashing pain.
It was everywhere.
It was everything.
It filled me.
Every cell.
Every beating and breathing part of me was filled with a burning sensation, none I had ever felt before.
At first, it seemed as though I were alone. Left to fend for myself in this horrid state. My eyes were open and I could hear what sounded like voices in the background, but nothing was registering in my mind. Well, nothing besides the fact that I had been marked.

I had heard stories of being marked. My mother used to tell me when I was little about the ceremony of when she and my father were first bonded. In our pack, the significance of finding ones mate is held above all else. Without your mate, it was almost as if you would die of an unhealed wound that you were born with. The one person who was put on this earth to complete you. The bond between two mates is something very special, which is exactly why our pack made it a custom to have ceremonies for each newly bonded wolf. It is very much similar to a human wedding, except it involves not just pledging loyalty to ones mate, but to also mark one another in a bond that could never be broken.

As my body continued to burn, I felt an odd pulling in my chest, something that made me want to open my eyes and forget about the pain. I tried to, with all my might I tried to become conscious of what was around me, but the flashing pain was too strong.

Suddenly out of no where came a freezing cold touch that shocked me out of the painful abyss. My blue eyes flew open, narrowing in on the thing that had instantly soothed me. What I found was something that I wished I hadn't opened my eyes for. The Alpha rouge stood over me, his green eyes burning with passion and excitement as he observed my face while my pain disappeared completely.

It took a moment for me to notice that he had both his hands on mine. I tried to pull out of his grip, resisting the urge deep down in my chest that told me that getting closer to him would make me feel even better.

"Don't" he suddenly growled with authority, his grip on my hands tightening. The harsh tone of his voice instantly made me freeze and stop with my attempts. I looked back up at him, a whirl wind of emotions crashing through my body as I looked at his furrowed brow.

"Let me help you." He said, his tone of voice suddenly changing to a calm and almost sincere tone.
"Get your hands off me!" I snapped with what little energy I had. My voice cracked, and for the first time I felt very weak.

"You don't really mean that." He said, his smirk disappearing as his eyes scanned my features.

"Skylar, I can help you." He said after I didn't reply. How he knew my name I didn't know, but that was the least of my concerns as of now.
"Just let me help you. We are bonded now, my mark on your neck is what is keeping you alive. You are pulling from my strength but it isn't enough. You need to put your mark on me, and then we will be one. You'll be able to gain back all your energy and heal completely. Once we are connected you and I will be more powerful than ever."

Again the devilish smirk appeared across his handsome features. He knew that I was weak and needed help, the only problem was I wasn't willing to take his offer. If I was to officially bond with him, I would be stuck, forever mated to the creature nightmares are told about.

I would never connect myself to a monster like him. Just knowing that he had marked me and halfway completed the mating process made my blood turn to ice. He disgusted me, and I was mad at myself for enjoying his touch even for a second.

I didn't reply to his offer. I just used my energy to pull my hands out of his and look the other way.

As soon as his touch left me I could feel the pain come back full force. I gasped and tried to fake that it wasn't crushing me, but with little success. I closed my eyes and tried to block it out, both the pain and his presence. His husky scent was all over me. It filled the air and called to my senses telling me to go to my mate and finish what he had started. Every cell in my body wanted his touch back, his hands to roam all over me and take away this pain I was in. I wanted to give up, but my pride would never let me.

A low growl pulled me out of my thoughts. His dark presence loomed over me as he said, "I can feel your pain Skylar, you are doing this to yourself. You don't have much time but I do. I can wait this out. I'll wait until you're so weak you'll have no choice but to finish the mating process, and then you will be my Luna." He said, his voice cold and final.

With that he left the room, and the farther he got from me, the quicker the pain washed through my body, so much so that once the door to my room closed, I had lost consciousness.