Alpha's Rogue

Chapter 4

Clarissa's POV

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My wolf jumped with glee, while I on the other hand began screaming. "How could you?! What passed through your head?! What in your right mind were you thinking?!" I began throwing insults his way. He just stood there licking my blood off his lips, smirking! I ran over to my mother, and began to sob into her arms.

    Why me? What did I do to deserve this? My mother wrapped her arms around me, comforting me. Dean began speaking, "Take the other woman to the cells. I'm taking my mate." The Beta scowled, "What are you going to do with her?" Dean chuckled, stepping closer to me. "Have my way with her, that's what I'm gonna do."
    I whipped around and let out a low, guttural growl. "No. You're not separating us! And you certainly won't have your way with me!" I yelled. He began to smile, "I like 'em feisty!" he exclaimed. I began growling even louder, my mother putting a hand on my shoulder to calm me. I turned to her and began to whisper so low not even an Alpha could here me. "We run on the count of three. Ok?" She gave a swift nod. Knowing one of us weren't going to make it only made me feel bad. I  can tell you who wasn't going to make it.... Me.

    I put one hand behind my back, one, Dean began to walk towards us, two, he was five feet away. "Three!" I yelled. My mother swiveled on her heels, dashing away. Dean pounced at me as I turned to run, throwing me to the ground. By now mom had made it to the tree line, "Run! And don't look back!" I hollered as she stood there staring at me with fear in her eyes.  I sobbed quietly, hoping she made it as the Beta and retired Alpha chased her.

   Now coming to realize the position Dean I were in. He was in between my legs,his crotch at mine, with his face buried in my chest. Trying to break free of his hold, we ground together. "You like that... don't you?" Dean said as he began to grind in me. It took all my might to suppress the growing moan wanting to slip out of my mouth.

    Not being able to hold it any longer, I let out a loud moan. My first moan. I've never engaged in anything sexual. I thought you should save your virginity.

    My thoughts were interrupted by an unconscious Julie being carried out of the forest, retiree had begun laughing at my expression. "What's wrong mutt? Sad we caught your partner? What, are you gay?" I growled at that statement. "Don't talk about my mother and I like that! You have no right!" I roared. He held a look of shock on his face."You weren't expecting that? Were ya?" I quickly fired at him.

     He emitted a low growl, saying "Don't disrespect me! My son's mate or no. You will be obedient! You will submit! Understood?!" He wanted me to submit to him? Ha! Fat chance! Alphas don't submit and I, being one, will certainly not! "No. I do not submit to petty Alphas, who place themselves above others. I am an Alpha! And I certainly do not bow down to you, a retiree!" I exclaimed throwing in a smirk at the end.

     He looked shocked? Why did he look shocked? Oh my gosh! I didn't! I just told them we were Alphas! He cast a wicked smile my way, glancing back at my unconscious mother. "May I?" he asked Dean. Dean nodded, putting on a stoic face. He stalked towards my mother, a murderous look in his eyes. Realizing what they were permitting, I screamed, "No! Please, no!" I turned to Dean, tears in my eyes. "Please, I'll do anything." He looked surprised, then happiness spread across his face. "Anything?" he questioned. "Yes, anything. Just, please, don't kill my mother. She's all the family I have left." I whispered the last part.

      Dean's husky voice spoke out, "Stop! Bring them into the house. Put her mother in the guest room closest to ours. Clarissa is coming with me." My face paled. We walked towards the mansion-like building, people staring, others risking glances with pure adoration in their eyes. What have I done?

      Dean leaned down, his face inches from mine. "I'm glad I found you." I looked up at him, shock clearly seen on my face. Dean's laughter broke the calming silence, washing over me with joy. I blushed slightly, "I'm glad I found you too." As I said that  Dean's face showed that of adoration, love and pure joy. He leaned down, our faces merely centimeters apart. His soft, plump lips crashed into mine. Stopping, I put my arms around his neck, his hands snaking around my waist pulling me impossibly closer. He let out a low groan, looking down I noticed the growing bulge in his pants. I make the big, bad, Alpha moan and groan.

      His hand suddenly found its way to my butt, giving it a hard squeeze, causing me to gasp. Granting his tongue entrance to my  mouth.  Our tongues dancing, battling for dominance. Giving in I backed down. Leaving Dean smirking against my lips. Pulling away, I looked around, not noticing the huge crowd that we had accumulated during our heated make-out session. My cheeks  burning a bright red. Dean draped his arm around my shoulders, leaning into me.

       We entered the mansion-like building, heading to the third floor. "Where are we going?" I questioned. He smirked, "Well, you've already met my father. Now  all that's left is my mother." My face paled. Oh, lord, please help me. Dean whispered into my ears, "She'll love you."  I crossed my arms over my chest, pushing out my bottom lip. We walked through the Victorian house. I'm guessing this is the pack house. There are a bunch of werewolves here.
When we walked up the stairs to the third floor, I heard a shrill voice crying out in surprise. Oh lord help me! I never even wanted to accept him! Now I have to meet his mother! This is unbelievable!