Ch. 11: Welcome to the Rogues

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I did it, I was already part of the rogues.

My revenge was getting closer, I could almost hear the cries of my family asking me for mercy. They were not going to receive any, they did not deserve it, the only thing that awaited them was a painful end.

All my desires seemed more tangible with each new step I took. Finally I had the means to attack the Crimson Fangs and I had the power to destroy them. A month ago I didn't know how to defend myself against them, but thanks to my training I was even able to win.

I had to focus on my revenge, I was going to put all my efforts into it. Any other desire that crossed my mind was a nuisance and it would cost me nothing to eliminate it from my mind. What could be more important than seeing those who hurt me most of my life suffer?

Nothing could be strong enough to overcome my bloodlust. Or at least nothing should be.

Zaziel should not have been so important to me as to occupy a place in my thoughts.

But he did.

Memories of the previous night kept tormenting me. I wanted to be able to tear his image from my mind, to forget the words he said to me when he thought I wasn't listening. I fought and fought to make it disappear, and yet, the damned alpha wouldn't leave me alone.

There was no escape for me, the mansion I lived in was his kingdom and everyone inside it was at his service, me included. Once the official announcement was made, he would be my leader, and whenever he called for me I would have to be there.

We were playing a dangerous game even if we chose to deny it.

“Rosie, are you there?” The voice of Artec snapped me back to reality.

“You can come in,” I said, getting away from the window.

He crossed the room with quick steps like he was in a hurry. Then he grabbed me by the arm and started dragging me in the direction of the door.

“Enough thinking for now, you'll be late for the announcement,” he told me. “We can't start the show without the main star. Everyone is super excited about this, it's been a long time since we got a new member, most of the candidates failed the trials.”

“Wait a minute, how many candidates failed the trials before me?”

Artec stopped for a second, he scratched his chin and frowned. “I’ll say that at least thirty, Lion should know the exact number, you can ask him if you want.”

“And you didn't think of mentioning that before I took the trials?”

“That had nothing to do with you.” He gave a smile and resumed our walk.

The sound of laughter and chatter grew louder as we approached the meeting room. It was my first time in that place, no one other than the members of the rogues was allowed to enter the room, and although I already imagined that it would not be anything out of this world, I was excited to be able to enter.

Just as I had predicted, the meeting room was not much different from the rest. With the hardwood floors, black walls, and large windows, it matched the theme of the mansion. The only difference was the platform that had a lectern, I assumed it was for them to make the announcements.

"Look, they're waiting for us," Artec said, pointing at Lion who was waving at us.

I didn't care at all what Lion did, my attention was caught by someone else.

Zaziel stood behind the lectern, watching the crowd with a bored expression. My gaze did not stray from him for a second, not even when some of the members stopped me to congratulate me.

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