Scott, my alpha (scomiche) AU

Chapter 5: History

Pov change in the middle of the chap I'm so sorry. Also
*trigger warning* mention of violence, death.

Scott's POV

The moment he starts to shift I'm suddenly very curious. My wolf was so attracted to him. Will I be too?

I slowly see pieces of skin appear. He has a slightly tanned skin. Darker than mine. I see he is quite hairy but not the ugly hairy.

When he is finally completely shifted I can't help but let out a small gasp. He doesn't seem to have heard it.

I look at his face. He is beautiful. A small chin and beautiful cheekbones. His eyebrows are perfect. And don't get me started on his eyes. They are a warm brown with long lashes completing them.

One thing I don't like is that he is skinny. Don't get me wrong there is nothing wrong with skinny but he just looks starved. Which he probably is.

How can I reject him? He looks so small and fragile. Not to mention pretty.

But I have to. Not only for me but for the pack. I can't bring my pack in danger by just bringing in a rogue. It hurts my heart thinking about rejecting him but I have to.

He is examining himself and hasn't looked up to me. Scott, collect yourself.

"Now I would like to know your name, age and why you were crossing my land." I say. His big brown eyes look up in mine.

"My name is Mitchell." Wow, his voice! It's high. Not that I expected a very low voice or something but this is a high voice. It's pleasant though. Very pleasant. I like the name Mitchell too. It's cute. Just like him.

"I'm 19 and it was an accident!" 19?! That's so young. He looks like he has been rogue for years but he can't be if he's only 19.

"I was chasing a deer and I was so hungry and I wanted that deer and then it went in your land and I didn't mean to." It's like he's trying to say as many words in as little time possible. Does he speak the truth? I really don't know what to believe.

I wanted to comfort him but I can't. The closer I get to him the more difficult it will be to make my decision.

"Has that happened before?" I ask. Mitch looks up for a second before casting his eyes down again.

"No." He says before quickly adding, "alpha." I can't shake the feeling that isn't telling the truth about this question.

"Then why did it happen this time?" The story is kind off hard to believe but something in me just believes him. But I can't be prejudiced. I owe that to my pack. I have to treat him the same as I would treat any other rogue.

"I was just so hungry. The area where I was had not many animals and when I saw the deer I just had to have it." He says with his eyes still downwards. He sounds like he is about to cry. I can't comfort him though.

"For how long have you been rogue, Mitchell?" Saying his name for the first time is so weird. It feels good though.

His eyes finally look up into mine. I see tears swimming in them. before I can stop myself I have taken a step to him as I lay my hand on his shoulder. Sparks shoot up my arm. He flinches. I hate it. I don't want him to be scared of me but maybe it's for the best. I quickly step back again as I realise my mistake. I can't.

"9 years." He says. What?! 9 years?! How did he become rogue? What the hell?

"9 years?!" My voice booms through the room. He quickly scrambles away from me against the wall. "I'm sorry! Please don't hurt me!" He covers his face with his hands, his body trembling.

What happened to him? It must be hard being a rogue for 9 years when you're so young. And now this reaction. I think something bad happened to Mitchell and it makes me sad.

Mitch's POV

He's angry at me. I know he is. I've had men scream at me before and I can sense when they are mad. I don't know what I did wrong! I may have lied a little bit about one question but there's no way he knows.

"I'm sorry Mitchell, I'm not going to hurt you." Alpha's soft eyes look into mine. Now he's nice again? I don't understand.

"Will you tell me what happened?" He asks in a soft voice. He steps closer to me before kneeling in front of where I'm sitting on the ground.

I look around avoiding his eyes. I really don't want to tell. But I don't have a choice. I can't disobey an alpha. Especially an alpha who has me captive.

"I was 10 when it happened." I start with a shaky voice. "We were in a pack and life was fine. My parents were just regular wolves with a regular job. I had one older brother. The pack wasn't big, it had around 50 pack members." This was the easy part.

Now comes the hard part. "One day a pack of rogues came by. They wanted our lands. So they.." I sniffle. I can better just say it now. "They killed the entire pack." I hear the alpha gasp. "I was out at the moment in the woods. When I came back almost everyone was killed. Only the alpha was still alive. They were torturing him. I whimpered and they turned to me. In that moment the alpha jumped in front of me. Trying to protect me. They killed him, while he was protecting me." I'm full on crying at this point. Alpha is just staring at me with shocked blue eyes. "After that they took me and used me as a punch bag to get rid of their anger. When I first shifted I escaped and never came back. I've been a rogue since then. But it was better than being with those men. Everything is." I look down wiping away my tears.

Everything is quiet. I'm too afraid to look up. What if alpha is mad at me?

I kind off miss being out there. Rogue life isn't the best but at least I was free.

"I'm so sorry that happened to you." Alpha says before standing up. He walks away from me. He probably thinks I'm disgusting. I let an alpha die for me. I should have fought. I know I should.

"I'm sorry but I have to put you back in your cell." My heart sinks. I don't know why, of course he won't take me with him. "It's just a lot to take in at the moment. You understand that right?"

"Yes, alpha." The only thing that can save me right now is obedience. If I behave well, maybe he'll let me live.

He walks me back to the cells. A hand on my arm the whole time. I can feel the sparks flying between us.

"I'll bring you some clothes." He says when we arrive at my cell.

He cups my cheek with his big hand, staring into my eyes. "I'm sorry." With that he walks away.

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