The Rouge and the Reject

The New Luna of the Grey Winds

AN: Sorry it's kinda short, but after having my  fingers duct taped together for weeks I can finally type like a normal person!  That and my fingers aren't purple anymore! How exciting! Hahahaaha, anyway here's another Mason chapter! And a little gif of his new mate "Arya" Let me know what you think! 

Mason woke up in a state of pure bliss. Opening his eyes he looked out the window in front of him staring at the soft grey sky. Rain pelted against the roof of the pack house. Mason loved cold rainy days like this. It was the perfect day to stay inside and spend time with his perfect little mate. Stretching his arms over his head he groaned contently listening to his stiff joints pop in all the right places. A small moan escaped the lips of the sleeping girl next to him; Mason looked down at her and smiled sweetly. He finally had his mate, she looked so cute laying there sleeping soundly. Mason wondered if she would still look that cute when she woke up and realized she was hours away from her home or any humans. She was all his, and he couldn't have been happier.

Carefully stepping out of bed he pulled the covers up tucking the slumbering girl in more. Mason walked across his massive suite to the small kitchenette. Pulling two mugs out of one of the cabinets, he began making a pot of coffee. Just as the pot finished brewing there was a soft knock on the door. Mason walked over to the door and punched in the four digit code to unlock it, revealing a tired looking Sean on the other side.

"Morning!" Mason beamed cheerily. Sean was completely taken back by his attitude, expecting Mason to growl out some order instead of greeting him happily.

"Uhm...good morning Alpha. Is there anything I can get for you or our Luna? I was about to run out to the store. There's a storm headed our way and we need some supplies." Sean asked, his eyes scanned Mason's sweet till they landed on the small body buried under the comforter in the bed. A sickness settled in his stomach at the thought of what he had done last night. Sean had worked hard to play the role of a good Beta and keep the peace between Mason and the rest of the pack. But kidnapping? That was not on his list of duties, but if it would keep Mason content until help got there, then it had to be done. That poor girl would never have a normal life again, once a human entered their world they couldn't leave. Sean only hoped that he could save her from his monster of an Alpha before he tried to forcefully mark her.

"Actually yes, if you wouldn't mind I need some food, maybe grab her some clothes too, and I need two boxes of dark brown hair dye, and some candles. Here give me a minute." Mason smiled as he left the doorway and walked over to his nightstand opening the top drawer he pulled out a wad of cash. Mason handed the money to Sean with a grin, "Use all of it if you need to, I'll be staying in here with my mate for a few weeks getting to know her. I don't want to have to leave for any reason." Mason was beside himself with happiness. Sean on the other hand was barely able to compose himself without wanting to attack Mason.

"Sure, call me if you think of anything else you need." Sean smiled taking the money from Mason he quickly began walking down the hallway. Sean punched in the code for the door at the end of the hallway before walking down the two flights of stairs that lead to the rest of the pack house. It was eerily silent in the pack house. The only people that dared to stay under the same roof as Mason were his warriors, but in the last month they had all been on guard duty twenty four hours a day, training the teenagers that Mason had pulled out of school. Everyone else had moved to the opposite side of the territory, multiple families hiding out in homes. The air was thick with fear and tension inside the once bright and welcoming pack house. The aura was almost suffocating. Jogging through the second floor, he left the pack house. Sean jumped into his truck and left the driveway making his way to the border of the territory. He had to warn Mark and the others that Mason had abducted an innocent human to replace Arya. There wasn't much time; they needed help soon before all hope was lost.

Mason relaxed on his recliner waiting for his mate to wake up. There was a horror movie playing quietly on the flat screen television that hung on the wall across from him. Mason lit up a cigarette and inhaled a thick cloud of smoke. Looking out the window Mason watched as the rain fell, his mind wandered. What would his mate be like when she woke up? Would she be happy to see him? Would she run to him with open arms? Or would she spend the rest of the day crying? Mason could only hope for the best. He didn't have the patience to deal with a disobedient mate. Arya needed to know her place and Mason fully intended on letting her know.

Sean returned an hour later with a box full of supplies for Mason. He left them in the doorway and returned home without a word, leaving Mason with the task of putting everything away in cabinets. He was finishing up putting the toiletries away when he heard a soft noise coming from the bedroom. Mason's eyes lit up as he quickly made his way back into the bedroom. Sure enough there she was, sitting up in bed. Her bright blue eyes as wide as saucers as she frantically scanned the room taking in her surroundings. When her eyes finally landed on Mason she let out a small gasp. Mason leaned against the doorframe to the bathroom and smiled brightly at the terrified young woman.

"Finally you're awake! Did you sleep well?"Mason asked in an uncomfortably casual manor. The girl sat there in silence for a moment, letting out short shaky breaths as she tried to calm her nerves.

"Wh-where am I?" She asked her voice cracking slightly as a fearful tear slipped down her cheek. Mason frowned a little as he lifted his weight off the door frame, making his way across the suite to the kitchenette.

"Our bedroom of course!" Mason let out a light hearted laugh as he pulled out a coffee mug for her. "How do you take your coffee?" he asked changing the subject.

"Please, I...I want to go home. I don't even know h-how I got here..." She pleaded softly trying her hardest to keep it together. Her eyes welled up with tears as she looked up at him. Mason gripped the handle of the coffee pot till his knuckles whitened.

"This is your home. How does cream and sugar sound?" Mason replied through gritted teeth. He began pouring her a hot cup, ignoring her as she started crying. Mason didn't want to hurt her, not this early in the game. He had to keep his anger in check. Turning around to face her, Mason plastered a smile on his face as he walked over to the bed, cup in hand. Placing the cup on the night stand, he sat down on the bed next to her.

"Please just let me go." She was sobbing now, her cheeks soaked with tears, her eyes wild with fear.

"I can't do that Arya. See baby you're my mate, I can't let you go. I just got you back." Mason reached up to stroke her hair which resulted in her flinching and scooting away.

"My name isn't Arya, its Leah." She hissed out pushing herself further away.

"Shut up!" Mason growled "Arya baby, you're making this so much more difficult than it has to be." He spoke in a softer tone attempting to reason with her.

"Stop calling me that! My name is Leah! You have the wrong girl please!" She begged.

"Enough! Shut the fuck up! You're never leaving this room, the sooner you understand that, the better." Mason roared, Leah whimpered and cowered away. "And if I hear you tell me one more time that you're name isn't Arya, I'll make you wish you were fucking dead. So if I were you, I'd smarten up and learn some fucking respect for your soon to be husband." With that he stormed out of the room locking the door behind him leaving Leah to her thoughts.