The Lonely Rogue

Chapter 33 Caspian

Just as I began to feel breathless and dizzy, she pulled away, her face bright red and her breathing heavy. I tucked her hair behind her ear, removing it from her face, and stayed silent as she caught her breath.

Cole was pecking at the back of my mind, trying to mindlink me. I guess Jett reached out to him and asked him to come help so I wouldn't have to. I finally let him in just for a moment, giving him short instructions to come to the restaurant with help to clean up.

"Junie?" I whispered and she smiled at the sound of my voice.

"Caspian." She said my name for the third time; each time was like the first, new, exciting, and full of hope for our future.

"I've been wanting to do that since the first day I met you. Clearly you're braver than I am." I teased her and her face lit up.

"I couldn't help myself." She smirked, biting her lip.

"Oh please, help yourself to me anytime you'd like." I said, pecking her lips quickly as she giggled.

"We have quite the mess to clean up." She sighed, looking around the restaurant.

"Cole is gathering up some men to come help. They'll be here soon." I said.

"Do you know who they were?" She asked.

"Outside there was a woman who I saw meeting with your brother a few weeks ago. She said she was coming for you." I confessed. I didn't want to tell her anything about this, I wanted to keep her in the dark, but I knew that would only piss her off more.

"Oh, lovely." She grumbled in frustration, dropping her hands from my face. I snatched up one of her hands as we walked around the restaurant to assess the damages.

"They said your family owed the rogues a blood oath since before you were born." I said.

"I have no idea what a blood oath even is." She replied.

"It's when someone makes a deal, an agreement, or pledges an allegiance in blood. It damns not only them, but everyone in their bloodline to the same fate, unless they are released from the oath. It takes a very powerful witch and isn't done lightly, not to mention how rare knowledge of the procedure is." I explained.

"It must've been my grandfather. He was the first to go rogue and it wasn't just by accident or lack of choices. He was a radical, a zealot. He went rogue because he hated the pack's allegiance to your grandparents, to the royals. He always upheld the ideals of the Council as do my father and brother." Junie sounded disgusted as she spoke of her family.

"Your father and Reid are still in prison at Cypress. We'll integrate them about this blood oath." I said.

"Reid probably won't know anything, just my father." Junie said, glancing sideways at me.

"I'll call Alpha Avery immediately and let him know. I'll visit myself as soon as I can, as well." I replied, watching her carefully as she picked through the carnage.

"I don't understand what they want with me. I've never been involved with any of this." She sighed, seeming to be speaking mostly to herself.

"She didn't seem to know that you were my mate or that Reid and Corbin were imprisoned. Maybe the rogues thought they went dark and were going to use you as bait." I suggested.

"Who did you say you spoke to?" She asked me.

"Her name is Brittney." I said. She paused and eyed me curiously,

"I've never heard of her. I've only ever met three rogues, they came to the house a few times one year when I was just a girl; maybe twelve or thirteen. It was right around the time Reid really started getting involved in everything. It all seemed very initiation-like, I mostly just remember that it creeped me out." She mumbled.