His Queen

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"You've trespassed!" A booming voice had echoed throughout the forest floors making the birds flew out of their nests, leaving fallen leaves at their wake.

The hooded form stood still, not even daring to move an inch, as if speculating anything that has seen in its path.

It's been a shame for one to travel such lengths only to be cornered like a vile animal.

The sky was still at its darkened hue making the woods in the forest seem larger and far more scarier for a mundane to ever explore unless one was born in the woods.

Out of the shadow,  revealed a man, his torso bare, his face was stoic but held condemnation. It was as if the other party held any form of aghast,  which there wasn't.

"Did you know that this is pack territory?"  The man seized, crossing his arms. The hooded figure did nothing,  unmoving.

It was hard to figure the face under the hood, since all there was to see was a perfectly formed chin and the rest was darkness.

"Am I talking to a ghost?" The man taunted, he didn't have all day to chatter to trespassers especially one that was mute.

He could have captured the rogue himself already but something in him told him to sit idly and wait. 

"You can't escape you know." He added a dangerous smile playing on his lips. He took a step forward, but the other did nothing, so he took another step and another until he was a meters-length and was circling around the convicted.

The hooded figure turned its head towards the man, and the beasts lurking in shadows, emerged, teeth baring.  The man held out a hand to stop them.

They could sense a threat henceforth the reason to their behavior.

"Now tell me, rogue, why have you trespassed?" His tone changed drastically, his eyes turning the color of ember, he could almost shift then and their but he had control.

The figure raised both gloved hands over to the large hood covering its face. Seconds turned to minutes as the man anticipated the revelation of the hooded figure only to find that it was a woman.

Her face was sculpted like of the goddess Aphrodite, eyes so blue it could've mistaken as the ocean,  a perfectly figured nose, and rosy lips that make any man bow down to her knees. She was the epitome of perfection.

Her beauty was immensely greater than of a normal shewolf, the man thought.

"I had no knowledge that this was a pack territory,  nor was I not perceptive to where I was going." She explained the words flowing out of her mouth like silk. Her face was passive yet they held a dangerous tint.
The man had to choke on his saliva,  hearing the melodious tune of her voice.

But he wasn't yet akin to her motivity, whatever that might be.

"Beta, what must we do?" Another man,  smaller in form emerged from the shadows awaiting for a reply.

For a rogue to trespass pack territory,  death was the punishment. But for her case,  he didn't know.  He may be the Beta of the pack,  but it wasn't his part to decide the fate of the female rogue--a beauty at that.

"We'll take her custody, the Alpha will decide her fate." He said dismissively.

This rang a warning bell to her ears. She gritted her teeth, hands forming to fists. 

This was not meant to happen, she was not meant to be caged, imprisoned.

And an Alpha to decide her fate, was not part of her bucketlist of freedom.

She knew she had to escape, but she was surrounded, that she could tell. She could try and make a run for it, but they'll have her eventually.

The only resort she could have come up was to go along with it. The less threat they thought of her, the greater possibility of her escape.

"Come and follow me, milady." The Beta quirked a smile forming on his lips.

It was clear as day that the beta hadn't trusted her nor does she to him.

-

He had no intention to listen to any more of the complaints the Alphas in the committee has to put on line. He had enough of the petty excuse that for whatever reason, he wanted to lie down and get rid of the headache that was starting form.

The room was huge enough to fit a dozen of family, the walls were the color of cream and in the middle of it hung a gold chandelier. Below was a huge table with armchairs surrounding the sides, it was built for a committee.

"Rogue attacks should be one of our priorities right now, my liege." One of the Alpha, Gordon, spoke his eyes searching, as if trying to coax the other Alphas to agree with him.

He sat on his chair with his fingers crossed while he took a glint of interest to the matter.

"My liege, I had been informed that a rogue was spotted on the east territory." Another Alpha, Finn, said eyes darkening.

"Did you take him for questioning?"  He asked raising his eyebrows. It shouldn't be a surprise for him to know that rogue attacks are on a frequent level.

The Alphas in the room were given a task, and that was to take matters into their hands--including the lives of the rogues.

"Yes, my liege but-"

"Well then get on with it."  He said dismissively. Then he stood up, the silence in the room stretching.

"We're all done for today,  gentlemen." He unclasp his hand placing it inside his jeans,  while the crowd bowed respectfully.

"Yes, King Blaise."

-

"I didn't know I'd be tied up in chains,  well literally." She commented eyeing the silver chains the held her captive. If she could recall,  it had been an hour since her extravagant entourage.

Her eyes wandered towards the pack members who were doing their normal routine, some were working on lumber woods, the children playing, and women woving their way to make a day.

Curious looks were given her way as she followed the Beta to what looked like the torture chamber. And she was right for the stench of rotten blood had invaded her nostrils.

She would think she'd gotten herself in a mess, but her pessimistic mind would say otherwise.

She was far from terrified, although not in the situation she was in, but the fact that she had wasted enough time was more than enough to keep her insanity from clawing out.

"Now you know, princess." The beta smirked winking at the same time.

"Perhaps, you could unchain me and we'll talk like civilized wolves." She smiled batting an eyelash.

Her charms usually worked, and it did when the Beta walked towards her with that look she knew by heart.

Unfortunately for her, she had the worst timing for the door swung open and stood a rigid looking man.

He was well built compared to the size of the Beta and she could guess that he was the Alpha, of the territory she gracefully wandered off to.

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BTW,

HARRY STYLES' SIGN OF THE TIMES IS OUT NOW!!

IM SO PROUD OF HIM :')

this is a chapter i hope to take interest to the readers,  enjoy.  J