Chapter 5 Don’t touch my ROUGUE mate

Darren's POV.

I grunted as I hit the punching bag, again and again. I felt more vicious recently. I had successfully killed the Alpha of the Crescent pack for not doing as I say and trying to take over my pack.

My wolf enjoyed it the most, I wasn't called the psychotic alpha for nothing. I enjoyed killing and so did my wolf. I've killed lots of werewolves without batting an eye, I didn't even feel sorry for them, it felt like I granted who I killed salvation.

Anyone would've felt pity for the werewolves in his pack, but I wasn't just anyone, I took them as slaves, that was the best thing I could do for them, it was the mercy I could show them, though it still went against who I was.

I didn't show mercy, it made me look weak, yet for some reason, I felt pitiful when I saw mates together, I couldn't kill them, and their kid, maybe they knew it was my weak spot, that's why they put up a show, but I fell for it, I go soft when I see mates and little kids, it was the only morally right thing about me.

I've never had a mate, and I'm 300 years old this year, I've lived centuries without a mate, some say I'm being punished for being wicked, for killing werewolves and other species brutally, I think it might be true, the moon goddess punished me for killing werewolves like me, but what choice do I have when I love killing, I enjoy it so fucking much, the twisted part of me loves it, I revel in doing it, if gives me this satisfaction I don't understand, this calm when I take the life away from them, I enjoy this more than anything.

I thought I would be mate-less for life, but that changed suddenly.

"Alpha we caught a rogue werewolf outside the pack's area." Beta Karl said and I nodded.

"Yes, yes." My wolf said.

It was more excited than me when it came to killing, and now its mood lifted when it heard about the rogue, I killed rogues without blinking.

"Let's go," I told Karl and he nodded leading the way.

I sometimes gave my warriors the satisfaction of killing rogues, but I enjoyed killing them more than the werewolves in my pack, so I didn't bother making them kill the rogues for me, I did it myself.

I got ready smiling as I neared the door to the torture room, an alluring scent hit me immediately and I inhaled immediately, my wolf paced around also inhaling the scent.

I opened the door, and the scent hit me harder.

And I heard my wolf say something I thought I would never hear till I die.

"Mate." My wolf said.

For the first time, I felt different, excited that the moon goddess finally gave me a mate, and surprised at how my wolf loved it. It didn't like things easily, yet it loved our mate just by seeing her.

"Alpha," Karl called, and yet I couldn't reply. I was stunned, and I kept staring at my mate.

I took in her features, her light brown, and her hazel eyes that did the talking for her, it was obvious she knew I was mate too.

Then I felt something else I didn't understand at first, another male's scent, it faded, and I realized she was rejected.

I gripped the door tightly and she swallowed, I battled with my emotions, it was a strange feeling, something other than the desire to kill.

I almost laughed at first, but then I realized I would've been mate-less if the male didn't reject, I was upset someone will reject and hurt her and I promised to kill him, whoever it was, and I was happy he rejected her, she was mine now, and I would never let anyone else have her.

"Who rejected you?" I asked, unable to help myself, she gasped swallowing.

I knew she was scared of me, I just had that thing in me that made people scared.

"I..I'm." She stuttered.

"So you were rejected before?" I asked and she didn't reply.

"And you're my mate," I added and her eyes widened again.

I couldn't believe it, I got a fucking rogue for a mate.

The moon goddess really hated me, I didn't understand why she would give me a rogue as a mate.

I hated rogues a lot, I couldn't even stand them, and I don't care if she is my mate or not, a rogue is a rogue.

"She's our mate, you need to accept her." My wolf said.

"I'm not rejecting her, but that doesn't mean I like the fact that she's my mate."

I turned my back on her and left the torture room, my head started spinning after my wolf's statement, a part of me was happy for my wolf, and the other wanted revenge, revenge for rogues, I wanted to kill every last one of those bastards, I would gladly take out my anger on my enemies.

Rogues did a whole lot to me and I don't care what anyone says, but I won't take pity on them.

I made sure I told her my mind, she would regret being my mate, she would wish I rejected her, I won't show her any courtesy.

I went to the training room punching the punching bag as hard as I could.

I could hear my wolf's voice telling me to stop but I ignored it and kept punching until my knuckles bled.

This was good for me. It was better to take it out on the punching bag.

I looked at myself and stopped punching the bag, my eyes glowed red, a low growl escaped my mouth.

I was losing control, my wolf was going crazy in my body, he was fighting the control.

I clenched my fists and took a deep breath, trying to fight off my wolf. I knew it was upset, it had every right to be.

I walked into the bathroom, turning the shower on to warm it up, when I stepped under the stream of water the tension in my body relaxed, I closed my eyes breathing deeply as the steam filled my nose.

After a few minutes my wolf calmed down, I opened my eyes and stepped out, wrapping my towel around me.

"You made a mistake moon goddess." I muttered.

Laura's POV.

"Alpha, the meeting is starting." The Beta came inside the room he left me in, he turned to me glaring hard at me.

I swallowed looking away. I still remembered the promise he made to me.

He walked out of the room, I heaved a sigh of relief when he walked out, the tension and anger I saw rubbing off on him was scary.

I scanned the room looking for anything to keep me busy, I wanted to speak to him about us being mates, but it's obvious he did not like that, the pure undiluted hate I saw in his eyes was evidence enough.

I picked the business magazine I saw on the table and scrolled through it, I kept trying to wrap my head around everything once more, I still couldn't believe I had a mate again.

Dropping the magazine on the table, I jumped on the bed, inhaling the scent of the bed, it smelt so fresh, better than what I've always slept on, and it was soft, I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.

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I woke up yawning loudly, I looked around the room, and I panicked for a few seconds, then I realized the room I slept in, and the memories of everything that happened yesterday hit.

I remembered that I have a new mate and that I was in his room right now.

I was in Alpha Darren's room, my mate, the psychotic alpha.

I saw a dent on the bed and I blushed, he must have been here last night and I didn't hear him while sleeping.

Though I'm sure he must have come in to strangle me.

I couldn't see him anywhere in the room, it was obvious he left, I wondered if it was yet another pack meeting, like the one he went to last night.

I wanted to try and tell him to not hate me, I was tired of having mates who hated me, but I wasn't sure he'd listen.

I knew it'll be about me, I was a rogue, and being his mate wouldn't change anything.

I knew I didn't belong anywhere, and I couldn't help but feel sad, it felt like I didn't fit in at all anywhere.

Sighting a strange door, I opened it and gasped when I saw the library.

It had lots of shelves that lined up every wall, it felt like a dream library, something I wouldn't see an alpha having, but he seemed intelligent.

"This place is nice." My wolf said.

"Oh well it is, but I'm still scared, nothing is easy, no one gets things easily and I feel like everything is just too good to be true," I said.

"I understand, but it's because you've been suffering before I even showed up." My wolf replied and I sighed remembering the years I suffered for not shifting early and not having a wolf, everything sucked then, and whatever I faced became worse year after year, after every werewolf my age shifted and I didn't, my life became more miserable, I didn't find peace in any form or manner.

"Luna." I jumped, dropping the book I held in my hands.

"Dean," I said when I saw him come closer, he was my mate's Nephew, the only one who made me feel welcome, but he was still wary.

"Good morning Luna," Dean said and I frowned, shaking my head. I wasn't a Luna, I wouldn't call myself that, I was weak, and I had a weak wolf, I wouldn't dream of being a Luna.

My mate hates me, he would make sure I don't exist even if he didn't reject me.

"Dean, I'm not a Luna," I said and he frowned, raising a brow.

"Call me Laura," I said and he smiled.

"Luna Laura." He said and I shook my glaring at him.

"I thought we talked about not calling me Luna?" I asked.

"How can I not call you Luna?" He shot back.

"Because I'm a rogue, and I'm not suited for that role," I said, closing the library quickly.

"It doesn't matter, you're the alpha's mate and that directly makes you the Luna, rogue or not." He argued.

"Well, I'm not sure the pack would accept me, no one will, I'm not that special." I said with a shrug.

"My uncle will accept you soon enough, just be patient."

"He has been mate-less and he will have no choice but to accept you," he added.

"You're smart, you know that right?" I said.

"I know, Uncle teaches me sometimes, and I read a lot, and train with him, he's so smart, making me become smart like him." He said and I chuckled.

I suddenly wondered how everyone who is scared of Alpha Darren would react when they find out he's a caring uncle, I'm sure they'll find it hard to believe as I felt right now.

I found it hard to believe, the alpha I saw yesterday wasn't the one I was hearing about today.

"Can I bring you food?" He asked and I nodded, my belly grumbled immediately and he laughed.

"What would you like?" He asked.

"Anything is fine." I said.

"Anything is nothing." He countered.

"Chicken," I said and he smiled running out of the room.

I felt slightly better when he left, he made me feel much better, and happier than I felt earlier.

I suddenly remembered what he said about the Alpha being mate-less, that he has waited a long time for his mate and I was shocked that he never had a mate, I even thought his mate died and he was given another, I didn't know he never had one and I was his mate after a long while.

It made me wonder what the moon goddess had in store, they said she's always full of surprises.

But I hoped he ended up liking me, I found myself attracted to him already.

"I've brought the chicken." Dean came in with a tray filled with chicken.

"Our chef's special, crispy chicken." He said and I inhaled while eating quickly.

It tasted so good I ate five without realizing it, "you were really hungry huh?" Dean asked.

"Yes, and it tastes so good," I replied and he smiled.

"Thanks," I said.