Alpha of the Rogues

Chapter Three

 Chapter 3:

(Picture of Jaxon on the side)

So i wasn't going to die, speaking metamorphically, but I was going to die, of complete boredom. I was currently sitting shotgun next to my 'mate', god it was still weird saying that. I actually had a mate! We were currently driving to his pack house, to be honest, I never even knew Rogues had a “Pack house” I thought rogues would live in the bush land or somewhere unterritorial or whatever. But obviously they had to live in a house. I wasn’t sure what to expect. Surely it wouldn’t be as luxurious as my pack house. I had sat in silence for the past, what felt like, hours. I leant against the window, looking at the scenery. All I saw was trees. And trees. And, surprise, Trees. Yay life.

Finally I couldn’t stand the silence any longer. I was a seventeen-year-old girl for goodness sake, I needed some music at least. I fearlessly reached for the radio button. I pressed play and sighed when I heard pop music. Thank the lord for radios, I was surprised their was reception for radio in this are- I spoke too soon. The radio suddenly went annoyingly fuzzy and I groaned turning it off and looked at my mate. 

“Are we there yet? I am seriously going to DIE of boredom.” I said, forgetting the fact that he was an Alpha of the most dangerous rogue pack in the world. His forest-green eyes, which would make any girl fall to their knees, stared right at me. My heart pounded faster and I bit my lip, expecting – I don’t know maybe a slap? Punch? So I obviously flinched and shut my eyes when his hand reached out to me…and put a strand of my hair behind my ear. Oh. 

His eyes narrowed at me. “Did you seriously, fucken think that I would hit you?” He scowled. Finally, he spoke. God his husky voice was so sexy. He sounded Russian with a mix of Latina. S-E-X-Y, normally when people cursed at me, i'd flinch. Clearly every time he spoke I was going to lose my train of thought. That’s embarrassing. I finally remembered his comment and I sighed.

“Maybe.” I mumbled. Well yeah, if you hadn’t realized yet buddy, you’re the most sexiest and dangerous man in the world…apart from your dead father. Oops, you have my daddy to thank for that. His eyes flashed at my reply and I sunk into the seat, wishing I didn’t talk. 

The car came to a stop but I didn’t dare to take my eyes off of his as he leant slowly towards me, I bit my tongue in, not fear but curiosity of what he was going to say.

“I would never, never hurt you Karly.” He murmured, his lips brushing the nape of my neck as he leant in and unbuckled my seatbelt. I was hot all over and felt sweaty; he leant back and went out. I shut my eyes and leant back to the chair, reminiscing what just happened.

“Fuck.” I cursed as I was about to open the door, but of course my sexy mate beat me to it and opened it for me – making me scream and topple out, right on top of him. My eyes widened at our position. I quickly scrambled to my feet and brushed the dirt off of my and breathed in and out, trying to control myself. God, what was wrong with me! 

He stood up and pushed me back against the car, examining me from head-to-toe. I, naturally sucked in my stomach for my own insecurities. “Are you hurt?” He asked seriously. I frowned in confusion. “Wha-Yes, of course. I just fell! I barely touched the ground.” I said slowly.  He nodded and guided me inside...this little cabin.

It looked like the cabins i saw when i went to camp with my school for training, everything was made of wood and logs. I saw shirtless, muscular men outside the cabin cutting wood. I noticed they all had the same, dark, tattoo on their backs. It was a design i havent seen before. It was most likely their rogue pack symbol. I looked away and saw women staring at me in either curiousity or hatred. The elderly women just smiled at me. This pack of his seemed very quiet. No-one had uttered a single word, until Jaxon walked past them and they said, "Welcome back Jax," or "Hey Jaxon," or "Who's the pretty girl Jax?" I was shocked at their casual talk. I half expected them to bow to his feet and call him 'Alpha Blackburn' or something.