Rejection to the Alpha King's Daughter [amazon edition]

Chapter 15 - Albot the Rogue

Chapter 15 – Albot the Rogue

"So why can't we go into the garage?" Blake asks, his bright eyes shifting to the door that leads to the garage. I sigh, scooping a large portion of rice and steak slices into a bowl that is for the new guest in my home before scooping out some food for Blake and Alice.
"Because Crystalline decided to save a rogue used in a dog fighting operations last night." Atticus chimes in, his fingers flying across his laptop. Since returning home and spending all night last night and most of the day, my uncle has not left his seat at the breakfast bar while I tended to the rogue, making sure he made it through the night alive. He is relentlessly trying to get to the bottom of the illegal wolf fighting ring and help save those rogues being abused for the amusement of Hunters. I glare at him – not liking the monotone he uses to answer Blake - before turning to smile at the pups and bringing a glass of orange juice to them.
"You both already know I am the Lost Princess, I explained it to you on our drive to Toronto." I start, watching them both nod.
"So because of this, it is my duty to help the wolves in need. The rogue needed me to help him and so I helped him." I explain, watching as Alice accepts my answer while Blake mulls it over before eventually accepting my explanation as well. Smiling, I ruffle his hair happy with the progress Blake and I have made. I hope that soon he will come to trust me without having to second guess if my words are honest or not.
"Uncle Atti, keep the kids away from the garage please." I ask as I collect the food and a few cold water bottles for the rogue in my garage, my uncle just waving his hand dismissively.
"You know I will darling. They listen better than you do anyways." He answers with a sigh. I roll my eyes at his words, deciding that I will have to play the cute niece card later for not listening to him and going near that rogue last night. But I just had to get that silver collar off of him if the healing process were to start. Making sure that the pups promise to stay in the house, I leave them in the kitchen to eat and make my way to the garage door just inside the entry way, dodging a few boxes that still need to be carried upstairs. Opening the door slowly, I pause when a low warning growl greets me.
"It's me. I brought food and water." I call out gently, waiting for the growling to stop before entering. With the door firmly shut behind me, I lock it so that the pups can't follow and slowly walk towards the injured black wolf, his brown eyes following my every step.
"Its not much, just some rice and steak but I don't want you to over eat while you are healing." I explain, settling the bowl of food in front of him. He sniffs it, giving me a curious look before taking a tentative bite. I smile, glad to see this wolf trusting me as I sit on the cold concrete, placing the second bowl down and filling it with fresh water from the unopened water bottles. He watches me as he eats, letting me push the water towards him as he takes a deep sip.
"I hope you are feeling a little bit better. It took me all night to make sure you didn't die. You have some nasty wounds on you that made helping you hard." I sigh out, brining my knees to my chest and waiting for the wolf to finish. I want to take a brush to his fur, to help smooth it out and comb out the knots for him. To take him for a bath and help clean all the wounds. But I need to gain his trust first.
"Would you mind if I shift?" I ask, wondering if having another wolf lay near him will help quicken the healing process. He eyes me, his distrust evident as he thinks over my words. After a few moments pass, he nods his approval and I smile. Slowly getting up, I make my way towards the other side of the garage behind a few boxes, removing my clothes including my necklace and placing them just outside the protection of this make shift wall so that the rogue can see. Then I shift. My bones realign themselves quickly and within seconds I re-emerge and carefully trot towards the rogue. A look of shock is on his face as he realizes I am a runt, barely four foot in length compared to his six foot long wolf, and I can see him softening towards me. Once I am three feet away, I slowly lie down, careful to inch my way forward until I feel his tongue flick across my forehead.
Looking up in surprise, I see his deep brown eyes studying me for a moment, before he motions me to come closer, and so I do. I carefully move until I am lying beside him, his large fluffy tail coming to cover my body as he settles his head across my neck. The rogue accepted me and I can't help the happy feeling that has my tail wagging gently. Feeling content, I close my eyes.