The Luna’s Hidden Destiny Novel – Alpha, we have required another rogue; she was found a mile from here by the river.’ ‘Okay, be there in ten,’ I responded. ‘That’s her, that’s our mate,’ my wolf Bain said excitedly, his growls telling me to move faster. He growled excitedly, I looked around, smelling the air as I picked up the mouth-watering scent. It was absolutely intoxicating, I had never smelled anything like it. I walked past the cells, the overpowering smell filling me. Causing a shiver to run down my spine as I stepped in front of the last cell. My heart stopped, she was absolutely breathtaking. “My Mate.” I said breathlessly, panic now filling me as she lay unconscious on the floor. I had doubted I could ever love. But I found myself falling head over heels for the mystery mate that has suddenly appeared. Why is she here and injured? Where is her family? There are all kinds of mysteries hidden, but I know I must protect her from danger.
Mila The wind was howling as the front door flew open, causing thick flurries of snowflakes to drift in as my dad kicked off his boots by the door. “Looks like the storm is coming in early, did you get all the firewood we need for the night?” He asked gruffly, rubbing his hands together as he walked towards the crackling fire. God, I had been so engrossed in my book that I had completely forgotten. “Getting to it now dad.” I said with a sheepish grin. I quickly jumped off the couch and grabbed my thick winter jacket, trying to avoid the disappointed look on his face. He shook his head and walked towards our humble little kitchen. “Mila, I asked you at least three times now.” He said with a sigh and a stern look on his face. “Sorry.” I knew I was forgetting something. I slipped on my boots and braced myself for the cold chill that was waiting for me just beyond the cabin door.
We had officially been thrust into the throes of winter. The weather was unrelenting and seemed to last much longer than intended. I was already craving those summer days, even though fall was typically my favorite season. The trees around here truly came alive during that time of year. The oranges, yellows, and reds that filled the skyline, were absolutely breathtaking. I would spend hours outside walking in the woods and enjoying the falling leaves. But now I just wanted sun. We lived in a small cabin, it wasn’t much but it was all we had. My childhood home, the only place I had ever known. It had always been just me and my dad, he was all I knew. His name is William James Rosewood. My dad, being my only family was everything to me.
We were a team, everything we did was for each other, our own little family. He is a tall muscular man with salt and peppered hair, his features masculine and sharp. He always grew out his beard in the winter, it was down past his chin now. I guess he fits the stereotype of a true outdoorsman, especially in the winter. I like to think he is quite handsome, but I might be biased considering he was my dad and the only other male I had ever seen, other than in movies we would watch. I loved my father with all of my heart, he had to be the bravest, smartest, and kindest man that ever lived. He had taught me everything, how to read and write how to hunt and fight, all of it. He even told me stories of the moon goddess and how she blessed our kind. We would sit outside most nights, looking up at the bright moon, thanking the goddess for giving us our own little piece of heaven.
This land and our home, keep us safe and together. We were our own pack, we didn’t need anyone else but each other. That’s what Dad always said, that I was the biggest blessing he was ever given. I didn’t know much about life outside of the cabin and the woods that surround it. Being seventeen, I hadn’t gotten my wolf yet but that would all change in another week. My dad promised he would start taking me on patrols when I turn eighteen, that I would finally get to go beyond our territory. It wasn’t bad being here, but it was the only thing I had ever known. My mother, Grace Anne Rosewood, was the main reason why we were out here hiding away. Her tragic death hit my father hard and put fear so deep inside of him that he hid us away. He told me the story once I was old enough, but it always ended with him filling with rage and transforming into Lucius, his wolf, and taking off into the woods. He didn’t come back for hours that night, it was just too much for him to bear.
The reason was that they were mates, but she was tragically punished by a man who wanted her for himself, an Alpha. They vowed to hunt my father down, who was an omega and punish not only him but me as well. After my mother’s death when I was only six months old, he took me and ran. I didn’t blame him at all, to lose your partner, not only that but your destined mate..it was tragic, and that was why it still hurt so badly. Because that bond was given to them by the moon goddess herself, the other half to make you whole. So my father was truly never whole again after that, I could see it in his eyes sometimes, especially when he would drink on the rare occasion. He would get angry those nights, ending up lashing out, manly toward me. But he was always sorry, he never really meant it. Those nights were so few and the bruises always healed. I never held it against him, I know how hard it is to live without my mom and to raise a daughter all on his own. He tells me I look just like her, with my emerald green eyes and thick wavy chocolate brown hair, my fair skin, and my bright smile.
He told me she used to call me her little flower. I even have a necklace with a beautiful golden rose on it that I never take off. My mom wanted to give it to me when I was older so my dad made sure to grab it before we left, knowing she would want me to have it. That was my birthday present last year, considering my gift this year will be my wolf. I am so excited I can hardly wait. To finally have my wolf and be able to go beyond these woods, to actually see the world. I braced myself as the wind barreled through me, whipping my hair back and howling through the night. The sun was now setting but the sky still glowed with the gray clouds from the first big storm of the year. I couldn’t deny it, there was something truly amazing about these woods when it snowed. The air seemed to quiet and the sky illuminated as those huge fluffy snowflakes spiraled down, landing silently on the ground. But then the wind would hit, reminding me of the harsh temperatures that would last the next few days.
I shivered beneath my coat, the cold air filling my lungs and burning them instantly. I trudged my way over to the side of the cabin, walking towards our little red shed where we kept our firewood. We collected enough wood to last us for the winter, that was our fall chore. I spent many days lugging wood to the house and stacking it neatly. I swear I still had a splinter in my thumb from three weeks ago. I quickly picked up four heavy logs of wood and cradled them in my arms. The snow crunched beneath my heavy boots as I made my way back to the front. I made four trips, which should be more than enough to last us until tomorrow night. Suddenly, I heard something behind me, my senses going on high as a branch snapped somewhere beyond the woods. I froze, straining my ears for any other sounds as I scanned the tree line. Nothing, only the relentless howling wind that brought the snow flurries hurtling toward my face. I turned, trying to shield myself, and opened the front door.
I made quick work lugging in all of the wood and grabbed the last piece. The hairs on the back of my neck still prickling as I glanced outside one last time, the feeling of being watched lingered but not a sound to prove it. I shut the door and locked it quickly. Afterward, I slipped off my coat and hung it up right next to my dad’s then took off my boots. “Dinners almost done.” My dad called out. He stood in front of the stove as he continued to stir the famous chili that simmered in the pot before him. I glanced at the floor and saw the already melted snow trail that I left. Running to the bathroom I grabbed a towel and made quick work to clean it up. Knowing my dad wouldn’t be too happy about it. “Set the table for me Mil.” My dad said while he busily grabbed two bowls from the kitchen cabinets. “Okay, Dad.” I glided into the kitchen and peeked around his shoulder, being 5’2″ my dad towered over me, I must have gotten the short gene from my mom’s side.
“Make sure I get a lot of meat, you were stingy last time.” I said looking up at him, and narrowing my eyes. He chuckled, swatting me away with his spoon. “You get what you get, and you don’t throw a fit.” He said beaming. I yelled, he had said that to me since I was a small child. I swear it made me more and more annoyed each time. I grabbed our spoons and napkins, took them over to our small table, and placed them in front of the two chairs. That’s all we needed considering it was only the two of us. Winter was also the hardest time of year because we mostly stayed indoors. At least I had my own small room now. My dad built the extension four summers ago and went out for supplies a few times. Those days were the roughest when he would leave me here alone. The longest he had been gone was a week straight. By the fourth day, I feared he might not come back. But he promised to always come back, so I just tried to wait patiently and he eventually did.
It happened every couple of months so he can stock us up on canned goods and things that we needed. I don’t know where he goes but I hoped after I got my wolf I could go with him too. He said it was too far away to walk, usually, Lucius does the traveling for him. Lucius, my father’s wolf, he seemed more protective over me than my dad sometimes. He calls me his pup and used to give me rides on his back when I was smaller. I’m sure he still could now considering how big he is. My dad’s wolf is Black with silver highlights, just like his own peppered hair. He is the best hunter and even took down a bear one time. After that, I learned he was not only big, but he was strong too. I wonder what my wolf would be like, would I be bigger like my dad too? I once asked about my mom’s wolf but my dad didn’t want to talk about it at the time. I think it still hurts too much, and not just him but Lucius too. After grabbing two glasses of water, I sat down waiting at the table patiently.
“Here you go Mil.” Dad said, placing the bowl of steaming chili in front of me. “Thanks, Dad, it smells great.” I grabbed the spoon and started digging in. I ate hungrily, the chili warming me from the inside as I glanced up at my dad. He was watching me intently, smiling as he started eating himself. “Once the storm passes I want to get you training in the snow, it would be good to go through some of the stuff we learned in the cooler elements.” He said between bites, glancing at me with his classic stoic look. I nodded my head, already halfway through my bowl as I wiped my mouth. “I can’t wait to get my wolf, then we can really start training.” I said smirking, reaching for my water as I took a long sip. I was strong and fast now, but I knew once I shifted I would be even stronger and faster, I couldn’t wait. Even though my dad was an omega he said he used to have some warrior training background. That’s how he knew how to fight and how to think quickly on his feet.
“Mil, you know it isn’t just about strength, you have to have wits too.” His eyes flashed as he looked at me. For some reason whenever I talked about getting my wolf, my dad seemed to get fired up. Maybe because I was turning into an adult now. Too be honest though, one of the reasons I was most excited to get my wolf was to have someone else to talk to, to actually have a friend. I loved my dad with all my heart, but having only him, a lot of times it felt lonely like I was craving that pack mentality. I would never let him know that though, I knew without a doubt it would break his heart. “I wonder what color she will be, brown like my hair? Or black like yours?” I pondered while scraping my bowl clean. My dad stood up, grabbing my bowl to fill it up again.
“Probably brown, usually goes by hair color.” He said while walking back and setting the bowl down in front of me. “Thank you.” I said while grabbing a strand of hair, and nervously wrapped it around my finger. “So..mom’s wolf was brown?” I asked curiously, looking down at my bowl. I could feel him tense from here. “Yes, it was.” He spoke firmly, causing me to look up at him. I was surprised he even told me. “Her wolf, Aurora, was the most beautiful wolf I had ever seen.” His words were distant as if he were lost in those memories. “I wish I could have met them.” I began playing with my food now, my appetite slowly disappearing. My dad reached his hand across the table, prompting me to place mine in his. “They would have loved you..they did love you.”
He said with a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. I nodded my head, trying not to feel sorry for myself as I craved that love so badly. I wished I had at least one memory of her, a scent, a voice, a feeling, anything..that was the hardest part. I didn’t even know what she looked like, no pictures or anything. After gently squeezing my hand he let go, grabbing our bowls and taking them to the sink. “I got it, dad, you cook, I clean.” I said quickly, pushing up next to him as I smiled brightly, trying to make the mood lighter. He chuckled and reached forward, brushing my hair out of my face. “How did I get such a good kid.” His voice filled with affection. “Oh, just a blessing from the moon goddess herself.” I said, fluttering my eyes innocently. “Uh-huh..doesn’t have anything to do with my parenting then.” He stepped away, placing the bowls down. “Maybe a little.” I said teasingly and he laughed, walking towards the living room. “You pick tonight, I’ll get the TV ready.”
He announced, looking over his shoulder. Excitement filled me, we had a small portable TV with a built-in VCR and dozens of tapes. My dad would bring a few more home when he found some on his journey. The TV wasn’t too big but it did the job. We would watch a movie on really cold nights when we couldn’t go outside. We did either that or listened to the record player my dad had. My favorite movie to watch right now was anything with Audrey Hepburn in it. My all-time favorite was a film called Sabrina. I knew that was the one I wanted to watch tonight and I’m sure my dad knew that as well. I quickly washed up and put away the leftovers. Once that was done I wiped down the counters and cleared off the rest of our small wooden table. Once I shut the kitchen light off I walked towards the living room and saw the tape waiting in front of the TV already.
“I figured as much..” my dad said, nodding his head toward the TV. He must have seen the excitement on my face. I quickly took the tape and slipped it into the TV slot, after pushing a few buttons the small screen began to play. I hopped over to the couch and flopped down, laying my head against my dad as he wrapped his arm around me, holding me tight. I inhaled, breathing in his earthy pine scent as I settled into his side. “This is like what, the sixth time in the past month.” He said yelling and I couldn’t help but laugh. “Hey, I don’t judge when you pick Singing in The Rain every other day.” I glanced up at him, raising an eyebrow. “Because Gene Kelly is a national treasure.” He said point blank. “And Audrey isn’t?!” I was appalled. He laughed patting my arm. “Okay, okay, she definitely is.” He said, conceding the fight. I nodded happily, staring at the TV as the beautiful Audrey Hepburn made her appearance. I must have fallen asleep during the movie because I was suddenly woken up in my bed by a gentle voice speaking to me. ‘Mila, wake up’. I blinked my eyes, confused by the female voice and wondering if it was a dream. I lifted my head looking around my dark room. “Hello?” I said quietly.
‘Hello Mila, I am so happy to finally meet you.’ The voice echoed through my head, I rubbed my eyes groggily as I looked through the room once again. Wait..was this my wolf? ‘Yes, I am your wolf, my name is Calypso.’ ‘But..my birthday isn’t for another week.’ I heard her laugh smoothly, her voice regal and refined. ‘Today is your birthday, that is why I am here darling.’ She practically purred at me. Confusion filled me, my birthday was on January 11th, and today was the 4th. Could my wolf have arrived early? Either way, excitement rose inside of me. ‘It’s nice to meet you Calypso, I can’t believe you are really here.’ ‘I have always been here, just hiding in the shadows, our bond finally connecting.’ ‘So you already know everything about me?’ I linked curiously, not realizing she had been able to see or feel what I have since I was born.
I heard her chuckle softly, ‘We are one, two entities with one spirit, I have loved watching you grow and learn. We are very beautiful and bright, we will have our mate begging on his knees when he sees us.’ Her confidence shocked me, I hadn’t thought about finding our mate. It was something I would dream about, wondering what he would be like or how he would look. I never wanted to really get my hopes up too high, considering I never left the cabin. ‘I bet he looks divine.’ I couldn’t help but chuckle, nerves filling me as I bit my lip. ‘How would he even find us?’ I asked nervously, knowing that I had never left these woods before. ‘Well, Father said we can go on patrols soon, that might be our chance. The moon goddess always finds a way.’ I nodded my head, smiling softly, knowing in my heart that what she said was true. Wherever my mate was.
I knew we would find each other no matter what. (Rowan) “Dude, do we have to do this first thing in the morning? Can’t we eat breakfast like normal people?” Blake said while panting heavily next to me, his feet struggling to keep up as we hit our seventh mile. I know he had been drinking last night, that was partly why I decided to do this run so early in the morning. “We do this first thing in the morning because we have meetings all day, and you have been slacking on your training.” My voice was firm as I glanced at him, seeing his eyes roll, the action pissing me off as intended. “Come on, just one more mile, then we will go get some food.” I quickly noticed that energy coming back as he nodded excitedly. Blake, my Beta, and brother was only motivated by two things, food, and fun. Considering Greta our head omega and chef was in her fifties I’m pretty sure fun was off of the table, at least I would hope so. “I want bacon, I haven’t complained once and yet you reward him.”
Tristan glared at Blake, his breathing even and his pace steady as we all ran side by side. “Well some of us have been working overtime trying to get this Rogue nonsense figured out.” Blake shot back at him, almost tripping on a rock as I held in a laugh. “We have doubled our patrols, and Tristan is getting the new security detail up and running, after that, we should be more secure.” I said firmly, I know Blake feels like thing since a few rogues were able to cross our borders and ended up outside some of our Omegas housing. I was pissed, this shouldn’t be happening, plus they manage to break into one of the homes. Luckily no one was home at the time. Those two Rogues are actually in the dungeons as we speak. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on them. ‘Let’s show them why they don’t mess with our pack.’ My wolf Bain growled, causing me to quicken my pace. We rounded the corner towards our pack house gates. The grey stone building stood tall way up ahead as we passed a few shops that were just opening. Suddenly the smell of freshly brewed coffee slammed into us, even Tristan faltered as we all glanced between each other. “Rowan, if you don’t stop and let me have some bad coffee, I am going to snap.”
Blake said with wild eyes. I nodded my head with a smirk and we slowed our pace. “Brave of you to be threatening your Alpha.” Tristan scoffed. “Oh no, I wasn’t threatening my Alpha I was threatening my brother, huge difference.” Blake patted Tristan on the back. “Brother or Alpha, I will still give a lesson either way.” I quipped causing Tristan to smirk now. “I got the coffee.” Tristan said while walking towards the building. “It’s okay gamma, let your beta pay for your coffee this morning.” Blake winked at Tristan and he rolled his eyes, already done with his nonsense for the day. “Are you paying for mine too?” I said with a raised eyebrow. “Well, now that I think about it, you should be the one paying, considering you dragged us here at 4am.” He opened the door for me, standing aside as he still showed respect for his Alpha even though he was a bad guy.
Once we got three cups of freshly brewed coffee, we started walking back, sipping it slowly. “So after the meetings today, I think we should go check in on our guests and see what they have to say.” I glanced towards Tristan who nodded excitedly, he usually handled the interrogations for Black Stone. I have been the Alpha of Black Stone for the past seven years, my father Vincent was the Alpha before me and his father before him. It was an honor to be born in this pack and to now be the one to care for it. I couldn’t help but feel like something was missing though. ‘Yeah, our funny Mate!’ My wolf Bain growled at me angrily, pacing in my mind as his irritation rose. ‘If we don’t find our mate soon, you know what we will have to do.’ My voice was steady and unwavering. ‘No! I refuse to take a chosen funny Mate, our Luna is out there and we will wait for her.’
I couldn’t help but sigh as I closed the link, my wolf has been more pissed off than usual this past month. The urge to find a Luna for my pack growing stronger every day. Knowing I needed to pick one soon, considering our mate was nowhere to be found. Plus, we needed to keep this pack strong. To know my mate was someone that I had no say in whatsoever freaked me out. I couldn’t control her family history or past. The way she looked or acted, it was terrifying. Would that be what was best for my pack? To be given a random mate and not have any clue if she would be a good Luna or not. I needed to think with my head and not my toe. Knowing my mate would cause a natural attraction like no other as soon as I met her. I reached up, brushing my shaggy silver hair back as I looked ahead of us. “Bain again?” Blake asked, looking at me wearily as I nodded.
For being brothers we hardly looked alike. His black hair was a stark difference from my silver. They say it is a genetic trait that skips every generation. My grandfather had it too, his wolf silver just like mine. Both our parents have black hair, so it was quite a shock when I was born to say the least. I thought about what Bain said, how he refused to take a chosen mate. Then Chloe popped into my mind. She had been the latest girl I had been playing. Her father was a beta from one of our alliances and she joined our pack a few years ago. She was a good candidate for Luna, considering she grew up in the higher ranks. She was decent enough and knew the Luna responsibilities. Was I in love with the girl? Definitely not. I had never been in love and didn’t plan on it ever happening. It just wasn’t something I was capable of. Being an Alpha I refused to be. I needed to be cutthroat and professional. Able to make the tough decisions for the good of my pack and not have anything holding me back or clouding my judgment. I decided at the end of this month to start deciding on who my Luna would be.
So even though Bain was going to be mad about it, he would have to settle for whoever I deemed worthy..sorry buddy. ‘God, you.’ Bain growled at me, and I rolled my eyes. He was being so dramatic this morning. We made our way to the pack house and slipped through security. A few omega lived here that worked in the house but mostly the higher ranked and their families resided here. There were certain wings in the house where each family stayed. We even had a pool, a gym, a gaming room, mostly Blake’s idea..and even a small movie theater on the third floor. My parents Vincent and Laura still lived here considering my mother was acting as Luna and there was more than enough room for them to stay. We entered the building and headed for the kitchen. I already linked Greta, the head omega, to start on Blake’s pancakes and Tristan’s bacon.
She was more than happy to help, she respected her Alpha, unlike any omega I had ever met. But Greta specifically had a soft spot for Blake, he always went in there and treated her like a queen. I notice he started getting two desserts after a while and I had to put a stop to that. It was getting to his head. We walked through the kitchen doors and stacks of chocolate chip pancakes were waiting for us. “Oh my wonderful Greta, you have outdone yourself again.” Blake said, sweeping her into a hug and spinning her around. She giggled wildly and swatted at him to put her down. “Oh Beta, you haven’t even tried them yet.” She said shooing him towards his food. Greta was a heavier-set middle-aged woman with copper hair and brown eyes. She had worked with us since we were kids, so she was more like family than anything. “Thank you, Greta, has my dad come down yet?” I asked curiously, usually, he is in here bothering her by now. “He took his breakfast in the study.” She quickly placed a bottle of syrup in front of Blake who grabbed it hungrily. Tristan looked towards him, shaking his head as he bit into a piece of bacon. “He’s probably on the call with the elders, to discuss the rogue issues.” Blake said with his mouth full. “Your such a pig.”
Tristan scoffed with mocked disgust. They were actually best friends if you could believe it. They had been since grade school. Blake and Tristan were both four years younger than me. Tristan had deep red hair and always acted respectful. His demeanor is elegant and poised, he was rarely flustered and handled things calmly and with little emotion. He was our go-to guy for a lot of things but being the gamma he was head of the warriors and their training. I could actually count the few times I had seen him laugh. They usually involved Blake getting hurt or in trouble. Glancing up I suddenly saw a petite blonde skip into the room excitedly and yelled internally. “Baby, you started without me.” She pouted at Blake. Tristan and I gave each other a look. ‘Here we go again.’ Tristan sighed through the link. Jessica..Blakes girlfriend. Let’s just say she wasn’t his first girlfriend but it’s been his longest. They have dated for six months now, neither finding their mate so far.
Considering Blake is only twenty-four he still had more than enough time. “Sorry baby, Alpha made me run this morning, I needed to eat, I was about to die.” He said dramatically, throwing a sharp look at me. “If only we would have held off just a little longer.” Tristan mumbled under his breath, causing me to smile. Jessica glared at Tristan, plopping into Blakes’s side as he began to feed her. If he was this bad with a girlfriend he chose, I couldn’t even imagine the mating bond and how attached that would make him. Jessica’s eyes met mine as she slowly took a bite off of Blake’s fork. They were what I called “Come to me” eyes and that was another reason why I disliked her. She was hot, yeah, but she was constantly trying to seek my attention. That wasn’t my thing, no way at all would I have relationship with my brother’s girlfriend. Don’t get me wrong, I’m no saint, but even I wouldn’t go that far. Plus the way he treated her grossed me out. I hated that kind of nonsense, the nicknames and puppy eyes, let’s just say I lost my appetite after Jessica came into the room, for more than one reason.
Considering I have never made anything official with a girl this type of stuff turned me off completely. I usually did just casual date, never lasting more than a year, I made sure of that. Chloe had been my longest “relationship” and I didn’t even call her my girlfriend. She knew that as well. I wasn’t the only guy she was seeing and she definitely wasn’t the only girl I was with. I made a rule to never have relationship with the staff though. That would just make things awkward and messy, we learned that from Blake. But even when I finally choose a Luna, she will have to understand that I can’t spend all day doting on her. Not to sound like a bad guy. No woman I have ever met has drawn me in that much to want to spoil her. She will just have to learn to live with that. ‘You are a bad guy.’ Bain growled, I knew he saw things differently, finding our mate was all he ever thought about. I didn’t even know what to expect, it’s hard to imagine falling in love or being with someone because they fit you perfectly. That’s what they say the mate bond is, the perfect match for you completely.
But my brain rationalized that they might just be that..the perfect mate. Just someone to help you continue on the bloodline. I saw how my parents looked at each other though, still to this day. But I honestly didn’t know if I was capable of loving, it wasn’t something I ever felt. I knew how people viewed me, cold and unrelenting. Well, at least outside of my family. The real people I was around knew I was like that because I would do anything for my pack. That’s why I haven’t been in a rush to find my mate, but every alpha needs a Luna. Was that normal to think that way? Or was there something wrong with me.. we finished breakfast and I took a quick shower. After stepping out I wrapped a towel around my waist and walked toward the closet. Since we had meetings all day I just decided to wear a black button-up long-sleeved shirt and black slacks. Once I combed back my shaggy silver hair I quickly slipped on some black shoes and began walking down. Suddenly something shifted a feeling inside of me pulling like a string. I stopped in my tracks, wondering what that feeling was.
After a few minutes I didn’t feel it again, I shook my head and started my day. Must be lack of sleep, I had been staying up late to finish some reports for the elders on the rogue activity, that must be it. Before I knew it, it was lunch time. “Dude, I am starving, those meetings dragged on for hours.” Blake yelled, plopping down on the leather couch in my office. I glanced up at him as I continued to check my emails. “Link Greta to bring some stuff up, we can eat while we work through this last meeting.” I said distracted by my emails as I sifted through them. ‘Alpha, we have required another rogue, she was found a mile from here by the river.’ Tristan linked me, a woman rogue, that was rare. ‘Is she coherent enough to talk?’ I linked back, almost forgetting about the rogues we were supposed to interrogate later tonight. ‘She is in pretty bad condition, not sure how much longer we have.’ ‘Okay, be there in ten.’ I glanced up at Blake. “Lunch will have to wait, we have to go to the interrogation rooms.” I said quickly, something inside of me telling me to get this over with now. Blake frowned and nodded his head. “Better to get that done with on an empty stomach, knowing Tristan.” He sighed, standing up.
We walked through the pack house, making our way toward the dungeons and suddenly an overpowering scent hit me. The smell of honey and fresh rain. My heart began to beat erratically, Bain became more active as he started to prance around. ‘That’s her, that’s our mate.’ He growled excitedly, I looked around, smelling the air as I picked up the mouth-watering scent. It was absolutely intoxicating, I had never smelled anything like it. My heart felt like it was about to burst and my feet moved quicker as Blake looked at me in confusion. “Bro, what’s up?” He asked, seeing me sniff the air as I followed the scent towards where we keep the prisoners. She was here, she had to be. Who could it be? Did we hire a new guard or something? I quickly walked past our stationed guards and practically ran through the hallways. The scent getting stronger as we made our way deeper into the building. ‘Mate, mate is here, I smell her.’ Bain said excitedly, his growls telling me to move faster. “Rowan, what on earth man.”
Blake said, struggling to keep up. God, she smelled so good, my body took over, my instincts pushing away everything as I burst into the dungeon. My breathing ragged as I searched the confused guards faces. Only one female was here, I went up to her, sniffing. She tensed as I looked into her eyes..nothing. ‘No, not mate.’ Bain roared in frustration. “Alpha, is everything okay?” Tristan asked me, a perplexed look on his face. “Where is she.” I mumbled to myself and sniffed the air once more. “Who?” Blake asked, exchanging a baffled look with Tristan, they must have thought I had lost my mind. ‘Over there.’ Bain howled, tugging me towards the scent once more. I walked past the cells, the overpowering smell filling me. Causing a shiver to run down my spine as I stepped in front of the last cell. Blake and Tristan stood by me, glancing in. My heart stopped, she was absolutely breathtaking. “My Mate.” I said breathlessly, panic now filling me as she lay unconscious on the floor.