An Alpha's Mistake

Chapter 8

"Indigo." I called to her.

"Yeah" she replied.

"Indigo, what are we going to do?

Our mate thinks we are an omega and a rogue, when in fact we are possibly more powerful than he is; how are we going to tell him.

I mean the only reason we're here in the first place is so that we can use this as our little set up to escape and gather information about his pack and send it back to father, even though I wasn't really going to do that and now that we are will be the future Luna, which by the way feels uncomfortable cause I have this feeling that I won't make it as Luna but rather Alpha.

Oh Indigo, what are we going to do I can't keep the rogue scent up much longer because of this mate bond. I feel so compelled to tell him, but after we know we can trust him though and I don't know when that will happens.

What do you think?"

Indigo was quiet for sometime before she gave me a response.

"I think your right Phoebe. I think we should wait for the right moment to trust him with whom we really are. I don't want to have to hurt our mate because he wants the power that we can give to him.

We should wait, be patient. Just keep playing rouge omega in the mean time.

For now let's get to know our mate." She said.

"Okay. I just hope Orion is going to be a good mate."

And with that I got out of the shower, grabbed a white fluffy towel off its railing and walked back into the room.

I couldn't see my back-pack anywhere; it must be in his office, so I decided to wear something of Orion's. I don't think he'll mind, I am his mate after all. I found a pair of rather big grey sweatpants and a large white t-shirt which I tucked into the waist band of the sweat pants since it was so big. I then threw my long black hair into a damp messy bun. I wore the underwear I had yesterday because I think wearing his boxers is a little weird and with that I made my way to the door.

I turned around analyzing the room. Our clothes were on the floor, the bed was a complete mess. The room was untidy. I can't leave this place like this. I walked to the closest piece of clothing on the floor and picked it up. I put his clothes in the hamper while I just folded mine and put them on the edge of the bed which I had just pulled the covers semi-neatly on.

Satisfied with my work I walked back to door, opened it up and walked out.

I looked left and right trying to guess which direction my mate went. I took a deep breath trying to find my mates scent.

Right.

I started walking in that direction. I was met with a flight of stairs and decided to go down. He must be in his office. Before I took another step towards the stairs, a pretty fake blonde girl who looked like a drag-queen prostitute blocked my way.

"Excuse me." I said stopping right in front of her.

She looked me up and down with a smug look of disgust on her face. I noticed she was wearing a red mini-skirt that clung to her like a second skin along with a black off-shoulder crop top as well as black pencil thin stilettos'. She also had black and red fake nails or more like claws to match her prostitute look. She must be the pack whore, because she sure looked like one.

 "You must be alpha's mate" She snickered still looking me up and down as if sizing me up.

My inner assassin and alpha started to peek through a bit. I did not like the way she was looking at me and at the mention of my mate I knew this was not going to be a good conversation.

I tried to walk around her so that I can avoid the urge to snap her ugly neck. But she stopped me by putting her fake clawed hands on my shoulder pushing me back in front of her.

"This bitch must have a death wish" Indigo growled.

"Calm down Indigo, she thinks we are omega. She doesn't know" I said trying to calm Indigo down before she took control and destroyed the whore in front of us.

"Don't walk away when I'm talking to you rogue" I just looked up at her keeping quiet because if I opened my mouth, a great amount of profanities will flow out and I don't want to disrespect even the lowest members of my mates pack.

"Are you the alphas mate?" she asked me with serious expression plastered on her make-up cake face.

I just nodded my response.

 A sly smirk played on her lips "oh well aren't you just the ugliest thing. Do you really think you're going to be Luna? Do you think that Nathan would want you? Do you want to know why? I'll tell you why, because I'm going to be Luna. Not you a disgusting rogue omega. I'm sure you can't even please him the way I can." She spat at me.