Rogue (Lesbian Story)

Happy Days Are Over

Skylar's P.O.V.

"Don't push me Harry." I grit out as my eyes take over his weak frame. A small fire of anger ignites within me and my will grows thin. I want to hurt him. I want to blame him for everything that's happened. I want him to disappear but I can't. He, just like everyone else, is responsible for Santiago's death. Myself included. I wasn't observant enough to notice the changes of my surroundings. My home. I was too caught up in believing that we didn't have to worry about being targeted.

That obviously wasn't the case.

Harry, his begging persistent, drops to his knees as if wounded by my words.

"I can't become an ome--"

I cut him off, my anger getting the best of me," I don't care what you want, dammit! Do you think that Santiago wanted to die? No! He didn't but look at where he is now!" I shout, my heart rate picking up. "Do you know why he's dead Harry?" I ask as our eyes meet, his shamefully traveling to the floor.

"Please don't."

"Because you convinced everyone that I shouldn't know about Eric stalking my pack. If you had told me, there's no way I would have let him go out there with only two others. Hell, I would have sent myself but no. They trusted you and now one of us is dead." I state with disgust.

"You are beyond lucky that I've only made you an omega. This is no punishment. If you want punishment then leave and never come back. If you want to be seen as some "hero" that did the noble thing, then be my guest."

He stays motionless in the center of my office, debating if he would rather leave or stay. Minutes pass before he agrees to becoming an omega and leaves. When he opens the do, there is none other than Isabella waiting patiently for our meeting to be over.

"May I come in?" She asks with an eyebrow arched.

Stiffly nodding my head, I open a file that's been sitting idly on my desk. She takes her time entering my office as I gaze over the new account opened in my name. Where Peyton gets this money is beyond me. Glancing up, I notice that Isabella's eyes are trained on mine, watching my every move. Signing and closing the file, I give her my full attention as she begins to speak.

"How's Jess?" She asks quietly.

"Well, thats a question for Jess. Seeing that I am in Fact Skylar, I wouldn't know how she is doing." I respond seriously, waiting for her to state her true reason for visiting my office.

A small smile grows on my face as she mutters a foul response under her breath making my wolf growl.

"I'm really not that bad of a person." She clarifies randomly.

"No one is saying that you are."

"You don't have to say it. It's all in the way you look at me. I know you know about Jess. I know you know that I killed her parents b-"

I cut her off, "Like I said before, I'm Not Jess. This isn't a story for me. Now, please get back to your business because now you're just blatantly wasting my time."

Gritting her teeth, she gets straight to the point. "It's my sister. She's got into his head. From what I've heard she's the reason Eric attacked Santiago today. He thought it would be you."

My heart throbs from the mention of his name. Eric has lost every concept of who he is. Or was at least. He's even willing to hurt his daughter and son just to get revenge.

She continues, "He's agreed to work with her. And they both have a similar target in mind."

"Me."

"Exactly and if they are willingly to attack whomever they think is you, then I think that we should train harder and longer." She says, sitting up straighter as I study her. She's confident, I'll give her that. Audacious enough to tell me what I should do with my pack but smart.

"Why should I trust you?"

"Do you have any other way to get information? Besides I can't hurt you even if I wanted to. Jess cares too much about you and I can't hurt her more than I already have. " She admits honestly.

"Well that's reassuring." I breathe out sarcastically as I open more files, sensing that the conversation is nearing an end. She laughs genuinely as she rises. "Come back tomorrow. We'll talk with everyone then." I tell her with my face still in my work.

This is unbelievable. That damned queen has ruined everything. Eric's mind is poisoned and if he's willing to kill anyone that he thinks is me, then we have a bigger problem. What if there were children there? Would he have killed them too? My wolf growls. Just the thought of him hurting Becky or Lana makes my skin crawl.

I will protect them all, even if my life depends on it, they will live.
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Gentle lips press against my own, sending explosive shocks through my body. The blissful stinging lulls me out of my slumber and into reality, where my beautiful mate smiles down on me. Her golden orbs, out shinning the sun, stare at me like I'm the only thing that she ever sees. Cupping her delicate face in my hands, I smile. She's all I need to live. I draw her face into me as our lips meet again but this time I don't let her go.

Her small hands press against my chest, separating us as she giggles at my pout. Her eyes sparkle with joy, "We have to go Hun. We have a meeting today. Remember?" I groan, I completely forgot about out meeting with Isabelle and her sister. Havana laughs again, tugging me by my arms, slowly getting me out of bed.

"Just one more kiss.." I whine but she only giggles, placing a chaste kiss on my cheek which only upsets me more. "That was hardly a kiss. One more...please?" She leans over me, cupping my face in her hands, before her lips hungrily attack mine. Releasing my face, her hands travel down my stomach, gently grips my bare sides. At this point, my mind no longer functions. My tongue swipes her lower lip, begging for entrance which she grants painfully slow. Our tongues battle for dominance as her hands plunge into my hair. She tugs slightly, making a moan escape my mouth as her tongue dances with mine. Just as my handles settle on her hips, she pulls away, still nibbling on my lower lip.

"Now get up." My eyes take a second to refocus as I stare at her in awe. If she thinks I'm getting up after that then we have a problem. Shaking my head, I stare into her eyes, daring her to move me. She giggles as she takes hold of my hands once again but this time I pull her into me. With a slight squeal, she's in my lap with while I litter her angelic face with kisses.

"You. Did. This." I say between kisses as she laughs, playfully pushing against me. After some...convincing, we're both out of bed and heading for my office.

"Babe, we didn't shower. Let's go back." I tug on her hand but she just keeps walking, refusing to be side tracked again. Once we reach my office I head for my desk, taking a seat behind it as Havana makes herself situated next to me. Inside, waiting patiently for us, is Isabelle, Margret, Kota, Scar, Peyton, Claire and Ann.

Isabelle waste no time, stepping in front of me, "They are preparing for war."