New Names and Bubbly Hippies

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After the doctor came in and said I was fine, asking me way too many questions, my mate lead me to an office. I didn't even know his name yet, so I decided to ask.

"What's your name?" I asked out loud. I wanted to mind-link him, but Juniper wanted me to talk to him in real life, so I did. But I was not doing that with other pack members. I was uncomfortable with it.

"Gerard Connors." He said, smiling at me. I didn't return the smile.

"Gerard Connors." I echoed, and his eyes turned darker as he shuddered visibly. I smirked before I cleared my throat and stared at the wall.

"What do I call you?" He asked. I didn't miss the way he shifted closer to me and stretched out a hand towards me, but never touched me.

"Rogue." I answered immediately, and my heart sank. I didn't want him to call me my real name. He could... 

"Your real name, I meant." He gave a short laugh and Juniper howled sadly at the idea of me having a new name. It made us both happy beyond belief.

"That's my first name." I said quietly. "I don't like it. I don't like my middle name either. Blood. Who names a kid Rogue Blood?"

"Your parents." He replied, sounding angry. I smiled softly as I stared across the room, ignoring the itch of the lace on my arms and the horrible choking feeling of wearing a dress. 

"Yeah.They weren't the best parents either, were they?" My voice had turned faraway, lost, and I didn't recognize it as me at all. It sounded too sad, too unhealthy to be hardass Raven. And as I realized this I snapped back to attention and looked at Gerard.

"You can give yourself a name, if you want. I won't call you Rogue if you hate it that much." He said, smiling again, his face lighting up. His emerald eyes were full of love and encouragement, and I suddenly knew my new name.

"Div." I said, smiling confidently to myself, and Gerard frowned a little.

"What?" I knew that face; he thought I was wierd, and I suddenly felt nervous sharing my information with him.

"It means evil spirit. The other name I would have chosen was Murmuur. I can't decide, really. I'm having a silent war with myself as we speak. Which do you like?" I asked him the last part casually, and Juniper really, really wanted to lick my face off. 

"What does Murmuur mean?" He asked, looking pained. I didn't understand why; did he not like my name choices?

No, no he's fine with them. Juniper said, suddenly sullen, and I wanted to raise an eyebrow at her.

What is it, then? I wanted to know, to make him feel better, but I banished these feelings quickly. I didn't care for him, even if he was my mate. No mates, no rules. No mates, no restrains. Mates mean no freedom.

Liar, She avoided my question and growled out the word to me. I could see she liked him, and that worried me. We couldn't like him; it'd make it harder to leave him.

Good, Juniper whispered. I rolled my mental eyes at her annoyingness.

"It's an Enochian demon. It's one of the fallen Troni, and it-" He cut me off with a finger to my lips, which I guessed was a good thing. Honestly, I was about to go on a long journey through the story of the Murmuur, or Murmur demon, and it wouldn't be the most interesting thing ever.

"Why are they both bad?" He asked in the same quiet voice, like raising his voice would kill him or something. I stared at him in confusion.

"Why? Alpha Connors, look at me." I motioned to my scarred face, the long scars that marked my arms and shoulders. He growled lowly, the sound completely animalistic.

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