Rogue (Lesbian Story)

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Sky's P.O.V.

The hug lasts no loner than five seconds but I'm still grateful for her touch. Within those five seconds she made up for the four years that I suffered alone.

After the release, she quickly gets to working on whatever idea has run through her mind, leaving the two gentlemen who accompanied her standing outside in the cool morning air.

"Well are you coming or not? Were on the clock you dolts! You and I both know he's watching, so chop chop!"

She claps her hands and, as if snapped out of a trance, they begin to move like pups listening to their master. Hauling in different boxes of all sizes, they move past us not once asking for assistance.

I watch as they set up alarm systems, cameras, defensive mechanisms, upgrades for the old and abandoned home, anything that would protect anyone from everything and I'm amazed. The men work skillfully, manipulating the time and forcing it to slow down which it obeys eagerly.

What should have taken months turns into hours as the husky men finalize their work. Peyton rest against my office doors, watching them intently, silently demanding that they hurry. Whoever "he" is really seems to have scared her to the core.

Who could he be and why was she scared? Peyton is a fierce woman and for as long as I've know her she never, and I mean never, took shit from anyone. She was her own woman and did whatever the hell she chose, when ever the hell she chose. So who could have the control to tear her away from herself and live?

She glances my way and a small smile tugs on her lips before she turns again but I just stare at her, trying to figure out where the rest of her has gone.

Where the hell was the woman that made my mother laugh until she was red in the face; or the woman that stood up to my father, her alpha, because she thought he was wrong and how the hell can I get her back?

"Kiddo, you always overthink things."

Her back still faces me as she observes her servile men, waiting for one of them to slip up.

"Yeah, well, I can't help it. I lost my mother and I'm slowly losing you, so thinking is the only thing that keeps me sane because it can't leave me."

I know that what I said was selfish but at this point in my life I needed that. I needed for her to know that I missed her but she left me at the same time my mother did.

A pair of arms wrap around me tightly and I fall into her embrace. I didn't want to seem like a broken child who needed help but I am. I am broken and when I needed her the most she vanished and left me to put myself back together again, which obviously didn't work.

"I never left yo--"

"Then where the hell did you go?! Why the hell was I alone for four fucking years?!" My voice breaks and the tears that I wanted so badly to stay at bay, finally overflow and spill out of my eyes. I rip out of her embrace and stare into her hurting eyes as she looks into my broken ones.

Her voice, still even, says, "Who do you think arranged for you to be transferred to The Faded Night Pack? or arranged for Zari to look after you? Who do you think convinced Eric and Melissa to not sell you over to Victoria?"

Her words run into me, sending me off balance. How could she have done all those things and still not be with me? How could I not have know?

She shuffles past me and grabs a suit case, bringing it back over to where she previously stood.

"Don't think, for one second, that I left you, kiddo, because I never will. Now stop crying, you're an alpha!" She smiles, wiping away my tears. "Now, I've got to go. I'll be back in time but for now, stay out of trouble, will ya kiddo?" She smiles one last time before leaving the house with the two men behind her.

After shutting and locking the door, I look back at my pack and feel ashamed for showing them my weakness. They all give sympathetic smiles before Harry picks up the suitcase that Peyton seems to have forgotten. He quickly makes his way to the dinning room, setting the case down, with a soft thud, on the table and gesturing for me to open it.

Straightening myself up, I walk over to the table and open the case, revealing several bars of gold, a key and coordinates, and papers with each of our names on them connected to different bank accounts.

"Holy... Who the hell is she?"

I smile, silently thanking her.

"Peyton Blackblood."

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