Rogue Alpha Queen

Chapter Thirty

Sitting on the bed, kicking my legs back and forth while being in this silence room. I couldn't help but to be board. There was nothing to do. Nothing to clean or any task Azrael asked me to do.

Sighing, I flopped backwards on the bed and stared up at the ceiling. Spreading out my arms with my legs still dangling off the side.

For some reason, Azrael hasn't let me leave her room ever since she brought me here. She even refused to let anyone else enter or see me.

Whenever she ordered food to the room, she kept the person out and went to get it herself. Keeping the door mostly close so only her body could peak out. Almost like she was guarding me.

She seemed rather clingy and possessive these last couple days. Her scent also became weird as well. I can't put my finger on it, it just smells different.

I think I smelled it before back at the Pack a few times from Alpha or Elijah. Then they disappear for a few days and come back more relaxed and happy. Chipper really.

Speaking of coming back, when is Azrael going to return? It's been a while and I'm starting to get worried. She told me not to but that didn't really give me any comfort.

My mind is going all over the place with worry, I'm just hope she's safe. She put walls up around her mind so I can't tell what's happening with her.

Hearing the door open, I turned my head and froze. My eyes widened when a large, humanoid wolf standing on two legs duck down and squeeze their body through the door.

Her scent filled my nose. "Azrael?" It can't be? Why is she like that? Wolves aren't supposed to be walking on two legs. Let alone be nearly as tall as the room.

Azrael looked down at me, her eyes a mix of red and black, signaling that both Azrael and her wolf were in control and trying to fight each other for control. "Azrael, what's wrong? Why are you like that?"

She didn't say a word, just closed the door behind her before slowly walking over to me, with me moving my legs onto the bed.

Looming over me as she stood inches away from my face, I didn't feel any ounce of fear. Her scent was still weird, actually, it was more noticeable now that she was so close.

Azrael growled lowly, raising one of her giant hands and placed it against my cheek. "Iris." She rumbled, her voice deep. "I...require your...help with something."

I tilted my head. "What is it." She growled again. Leaning down and rubbed her snout against my neck, taking in my scent and said nothing for a minute.

"My Rut is here." Her rut? Is that why her scent is all weird? "I need your help." My help? Thinking for a moment, my face went red with realization and I looked up at her before looking away. Shifting around as I thought about it.

I've never done something like this before. Through it would never happen to me cause I'm never really attractive and who would have sex with a Runt?

But Azrael is different. And it looked like she's in a lot of pain and is holding herself back from taking me. Her body shook as she waited for my answer, not moving her head from my neck. "Okay." I whispered. "I'll help you."

She growled, pulling away to be face and face with me. "Once we start Iris, I won't be able to stop myself and we will mate on days on end." Days? "Now, are you sure you want this?"

Thinking for a moment longer, I slowly nodded my head in agreement. Butterflies in my stomach when I spoke. "Yes. I want this Azrael. Please have your way with me."

A loud growl echoed from her and suddenly, I was on my back with Azrael's large form over me. Her midnight fur tickling me a little.

Her hands roamed around my body and her head was rubbing against mine. Her breath blowing against my ear and boy was it hot. The same with her touch. By the goddess, we haven't even started and I'm already getting overwhelmed by it all.