Rogue Alpha Queen

Chapter Ten

My eyes widened and I leaned forward. "Azrael BlackWood?" My words were fearful whispers when spoken. Remembering what the two young shewolves talked about back at the Pack house.

Azrael frowned by the fear in my voice but suddenly grinned, crossing her arms over her chest as she tilted her head to the side. "You heard of me, little flower?"

I nodded, blushing at the nickname while staring at my mate with amazement and slight panic. "Just that you're a Rogue Alpha and that...that...I can't remember the rest."

Listening to those shewolves weren't really my top priority back then. I was still wrapping my head around the fact that people with Alpha blood can go rogue and focusing on cleaning the floor.

Hearing a small chuckle, I snapped out of my thoughts and refocus on the muscular woman across from me. Forgot she was there, watching and smiling. So embarrassing.

Looking closer, I don't see why Alpha and those shewolves are terrified of Azrael. She looks really nice. Even though she's laughing at me right now.

But wait, if she's an Alpha, is she going to reject me for being a Runt? My heart breaks at just thinking that.

No one wants a runt for a mate, let alone an Alpha. A powerful, handsome one at that.

Goddess. The way she smiles is so beautiful and cute. Her laugh, is giving me a weird feeling. And her eyes are looking at me with...love?

No. She shouldn't look at me like that. I'm a filthy good for nothing, runt. A mistake! She shouldn't be mated to a low ranking wolf like me. She deserves better. She needs better. "You don't deserve someone like me."

Azrael stopped chuckling, staring at me with shock for a moment before a burning rage took over them. "What's that supposed to mean, little flower. You're mine."

Tilting my head down to look at the ground, making a bow. "You deserve someone better than me." Why are my words so empty. And what's with the heavy feeling in my chest? This is for the greater good. "Miss, where is my Alpha? He'll be upset if I'm not back at the Pack house soon. I have to do my chores."

Growling, I heard Azrael abruptly stand up and take a step towards me. "What the hell are you talking about, Iris?"

"Alpha needs me. I have to return to the Pack house so just reject me-" A ear piercing roar filled the room, shaking the walls and ground. My cup of water even fell over.

I froze in fear, unable to move while everything went numb. My fingers twitched as loud, angry footsteps echoed across the room. A pair of booted feet stepped into my vision and stopped right before me.

A familiar rough hand grabbed me by the chin and forced me to look up. "Open your eyes, little flower." Despite Azrael not being my Alpha, she is still an Alpha and I have to follow her every command. Even if I don't want to.

Slowly opened my eyes, I instantly saw nearly pitched black eyes staring back at me. My breath hitched. Her wolf was on the verge of slipping out and taking control. Am I...Am I gonna get hurt.

I should have kept my mouth shut. A runt like me has no right to speak and tell an Alpha what to do. No wonder the Luna sew my mouth shut, I don't know when to shut up. "I'm sorry. Please forgive me for speaking out of line, Alpha Azrael."

Watching as Azrael clenching her teeth, trembling out of rage, her grip on my chin tightened while her eyes became more dark. "You.Are.Mine."

Her words sends shivers down my spine and I stared at her wide eyed. My mouth agape.

"I'm NEVER gonna reject you. You're mine. MINE!" Are her canines growing longer? And her voice is getting even deeper. Why is she so angry? Shouldn't she be happy to reject me? It'll be good for her. She deserves a better mate. I'll just hold her back. I'm no good for someone like her. Someone so powerful and handsome.

Azrael pulled me closer to her face. "You're never leaving my side, little flower. You're my soulmate, my other half! If you try to leave me, I'll make sure you won't attempted or ever think about doing it again."

What does she mean, I'm never leaving her side? I have too. Now. The mating bond is still really new and not that strong, she has to break the bond now so it can be less painful later on or she'll die if the bond grows any stronger. Breaking a mating bond...is not that difficult. So why isn't she doing it? Why is she acting this way? "Why do you want me so much?"

"Because you're mine!" I only belong to Alpha. He claimed me. He marked me as his property. The mark of the Golden River Pack was burned onto me. I'm his. I have to go back to the Pack house. Alpha needs me. "I have to go back, Alpha Azrael. Please forgive me."

Azrael growled at that, "You're never going back there! Not after what that disgrace of a fucking pack did to you!"

"Why do you care so much? I'm just a runt." Azrael stared at me with wide eyes, looking shocked and surprised. Then, her expression changed to rage as she tsk and let go of my chin.

Without saying a word, she stood back up and stormed out of the room. Slamming the door behind her so hard that the door cracked which made me flinch.

Staring at the cracked door for a moment, saddened that Azrael had left me, I turned back to look at the spilled water.

Letting out a small sigh, steadily getting up onto my feet. I looked around the room for a moment before spotting a napkin on the table.

Hobbling over to it and grabbing the napkin, I went back to the spill and got onto my knees, cleaned the mess that was made in silence.

Finished, I was breathing heavily and felt sweat running down my face. My injuries are really doing a number on me. Wiping my hand across my forehead, my attention went back to the long sleeve that was dangling in my face.

Looking more closely before lifting the shirt up to my nose, I took in a deep breath. A wave of pure bliss calmed me when smelling Azrael's scent. Is this her shirt? Why would she allow me to wear one of her clothes.

I should clean this to get rid of all the filth I got on it before returning it to her.