The Alpha's Rogue Mate

Chapter 34

"What the hell," I ask loudly.

Xavier and Travis look at me shocked, I walk further into the room and see more pictures. Travis comes over to me and grabs my elbows, he is holding them very tightly. I look at him surprised, there's no tingles from where Travis is holding me. From everything I know about Mates, there should be tingles.

"What the hell are you doing in here Vexy," Travis growls at me. "When I say I want to talk to Xavier in private, that does not mean that you can just barge in here whenever you want."

"Travis, you're hurting me," I say. Travis has a very right grip on my elbows and it won't loosen, I feel something pop.

"Travis," Xavier says while rushing over to us. He takes Travis's hands off me and pulls Travis away from me. "You need to calm down."

"But she doesn't listen. How am I suppose to be calm when she doesn't even fucking listen," Travis growls at Xavier. "Ruby listens better than her."

"Who's Ruby," I ask.

They both look at me kind of surprised, and then the door opens. I look over my shoulder and see a girl with long red hair like mine and the same eyes as me. I look back and Travis and Xavier, they look completely worried. "Who is she?"

"Vexy you have to understand, this is way beyond you," Travis says.

"What are you talking about," I growl at them.

"You weren't expected to be at Full Moon, we never thought Alex would find his Mate," Xavier tells me.

"What are you talking about? I've never been to Full Moon, I've only been to Denali and Knight Pack."

Travis and Xavier give each other a look and then look back at me, they attack me and then everything goes black.

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I open my eyes to see my bedroom ceiling above my head, I sit up and see Travis laying next to me. Looking out the window I see it's nighttime, all of it must have been a dream. Travis stirs next to me and I look at him, he looks up at me tired.

"You okay," Travis asks me.

"Yeah. Just a bad dream," I tell him.

"Wanna talk about it?"

"No, go back to sleep." I wipe some hair out of his face. "I'm fine."

"Well I'm awake now." Travis sits up and the blanket falls off him, my eyes fall to his muscled torso. "You sure you don't want to talk about it?"

"I'm sure Travis. Lets just go back to bed."

"Vexy."

He makes me look at him, I try a reassuring smile but he doesn't buy it. Travis slowly presses his lips to mine, I hold onto his neck and pull him closer to me. Travis grabs my hip and pulls me into his lap, I smile into Travis' lips. I feel him pull on the bottom of my sweatshirt, I let it slide over my head. Travis goes to my neck and starts kissing my mark, he suddenly pulls away. I look at him and he holds his mouth in his hand, I try to make him look at me.

"Travis what's wrong," I ask after he gently pushes me off his lap.

"Nothing Vexy. It's time to go back to bed," Travis says from behind his hand.

"Will you look at me?"

Travis looks at me and I slowly take his hand off his mouth, it looks like someone cut his lip open. I stroke his lip and watch as it heals beneath my touch, Travis looks at me surprised.

"Better," I ask after it's healed.

"Much," Travis tells me. I lean closer to him and press my lips to Travis', but he seems to not want to get hurt again. "Time for bed."

I lay down with my back to Travis and then the light turns off, Travis pulls me to him but I don't look at him. I wait for Travis to be asleep before I take his arm off me and head downstairs, I dig through the fridge for food. Grabbing the pickles from the fridge I hear the front door open, I quietly close the fridge and walk towards the livingroom. Something grabs my arm and I jump, letting out a little yell.

"It's a little late for a snack isn't it," someone asks. I turn around and see Robbie.

"Jeez Robbie, you scared the hell out of me. What the hell are you doing here," I ask him.

"I came by to see my baby sister. But what I wasn't expecting was to find her half naked and digging through the fridge."

"Well I was sleeping but then I got hungry." I walk into the living room with my pickles and peanut butter. I start eating my little snack, Travis comes charging down the stairs.

"What's going on," Travis asks while looking at Robbie and me.

"Robbie just came by to see me," I tell him kind of rudely.

"What's wrong with you," Travis asks me.

"Nothing. What's wrong with you?" I don't know why but I'm kind of pissed right now.

"Vexy, are you okay? You seem kind of pissed," Robbie says.

"Do I," I ask him rudely.

"Okay, I'm gonna go. I love you baby sis," Robbie says while standing up and grabbing my head, he kisses my forehead. Robbie leaves and I continue to eat my pickles, Travis sits next to me.

"Do you know what time it is Vexy," Travis asks.

"No," I say while continuing to eat my pickles.

"It's one in the morning, Vexy. You seriously need to get some sleep."

"I'm hungry, not tired."

Travis looks at me and then gets up, I continue to eat my pickles and peanut butter. Travis leaves for awhile and then comes back, his phone to his ear. I ignore him and turn the t.v. on, nothing good is on right now. Travis stands in front of me and I start whining, Travis moves and walks into the kitchen.

"Shut up! I'm trying to watch this crap on t.v.," I yell at Travis. He throws a pencil at me and it hits me in the head, I growl at him and throw the pencil back. It lands in the wall right next to Travis' head, he looks at me shocked. "Shut up then."

"Vexy, calm your fucking ass down," Travis tells me.

"Shut the fuck up."

"You having a horrible mood swing or something."

"Did I hear something about a mood swing," a woman asks. I look at the door and see Travis' mom. She walks over to me and sits next to me, I shove more food into my mouth. "May I?"

"May you do what," I ask her. She gestures to my stomach and I look down at her hand, it goes slowly towards my stomach. "Check my stomach?"

"Yes. I'm Heather, Travis' mom. I'm a healer and I can tell stuff like your broken heart, stomach flu, or pregnancy."

"I am not pregnant. Travis and I haven't Mated."

"Just please Vexy, let me check."

I move the jar of peanut butter to the coffee table and sit back on the seat, Heather sets her hand on my stomach. Her eyes close and she starts mumbling stuff, I look at Travis for help and he walks over. I grab Travis' hand and Heather opens her eyes, we look at her. Awaiting her answer is like torture, I mean, I can't be pregnant.

"Mom, is she or is she not," Travis asks.

"Umm, I know this may be hard to believe but-"

"But what," I cut in.

"You're pregnant."