The Only Alpha Luna

The Argument

"Hello," I say looking at the two snuggling on the couch. I knew that they didn't acknowledge me because of my rule. A rule that isn't written down, a rule that I really can't enforce. So it's not really a rule but something that I appreciate and consider under respect. I bring the three wolves, and the Alpha, I mean Tom upstairs. I walked into the room that was the first door on the right. There were two twin beds, and an en suite which had a toilet and shower.

"This is your room," I say looking at the guards while they are in their wolf forms.

"They said no." Tom replies for them, I look at him and with a look that I hope said guess they don't have a choice. "They insist on sleeping near me. Where are we sleeping?" I laugh at the thought. We were not going to be sharing a bed. End of discussion, I never would allow him to be that close to me. The moment I allowed him that close to me was the day that I had finally brought down one of the many layers that prevented me from trusting people.

"I'll show you your room, which is completely separate from me." I say without thinking walking to the room that was directly across from the one that I just showed them. "Here" I say opening the rooms door. There was a full size bed, a walk-in closet, an en suite with a toilet, shower, and bath.

"Is this as close as I'm getting? For now." I nod my head, I couldn't possibly let him be any closer. I couldn't risk being closer since the bond had been pulling me to be next to him all night long. The thought of him not being with me stung, but it had to be done. This way there wouldn't be any confusion with the signals I was sending. Which was leave me alone. "Do I get to know where you sleep?" I shake my head giving him the only answer he needs. Tom sighs, and then lays down on the bed. Looking at the ceiling as though he can't find the courage to look at me anymore. Maybe his wolf was tugging him as hard as mine was pulling me to be next to him. To soothe the anger, and hurt that she heard.

"Rogue, come." I say looking at the wolf who cringed when I said rogue. The guard that hadn't seemed to leave his side growled.

"Leave it alone." Tom says, probably his way of telling the wolf to let me and the rogue be. The word was strained though, as though he couldn't handle the thought of me being alone with another wolf. My wolf wanted to do nothing but have him hold us, yet I didn't make a single move to touch him, and neither did he for me.

The rogue in wolf form followed me down to the basement. As soon as he saw the cell, the barred cell that wouldn't allow him to kill anyone in their sleep. The rogue shook his head, bowing it, and slowly backing away. As though telling me he would rather take his chances outside of the territory lines. I growled at him, as though understanding that it meant he didn't have a choice. He walked into the cell, I locked it, and didn't look back. When I reached the top of the stairs I realized it would be rude to have him sleep in the complete darkness. Shaking my head I turned the light on, the light that was in the middle of the room. Not wanting to give him enough light to form a plan on how to leave.

After closing the basement door I realized, just spending a few minutes with Tom had changed me. For no reason at all I had given the rogue an inch of my trust. Something I haven't done in years for anyone. I walked into the living room, and there was a note on the couch. It said a simple sentence.

Argument. Leave disappointed.

I had no words. That wasn't much of an argument. Maybe it was because they realized my answer as soon as I locked the rogue in a cell downstairs. I wouldn't be giving him them tonight. Shaking my head. I went to my room, got in my tank top and shorts. Replaying an argument that would surely happen in the morning. My eyes drifted close without thought. I hadn't realized how tired I was.