The Alpha's Little Bride

Rogues

It was getting darker as the sun was past the tree lines, soon it would fall beneath the horizon and darkness would engulf the woods. Pearl did not mind, her vision made it easy to navigate. If she got cold she could just shift to her wolf, it was her pride that she was concerned about. She had started the argument to sway Wyatt to understand that she was too young and that it was ultimately her decision as it was her body. Wyatt had countered with that he was eight years her senior and knew better and that she should listen to him. That made her furious and she served him some low blows about his behavior in the bedroom. At no point did he stop to listen to her about what she wanted, even though they did have that wonderful night he quickly went back to old him. And so she was just a bed warmer for him, he clearly did not care that much for her. Wyatt was enraged, he phrased it with her not voicing her opinion and should be more assertive in bed. But it was really his pride that was hurt, his mate was not fulfilled with his performance. So they both stooped low and the argument quickly took an ugly turn.

Back in the pack house was a seething Wyatt, he thought that Pearl had run home to his parents. He was not about to show any weakness and did not contact them or Pearl. He wanted her to come back crawling to him, he was a bit concerned that her father would point out the agreement they made. Soon the sunset and coldness started to seep through the woods. Pearl took off her clothes and shifted to a wolf, completely unaware that she was dangerously close to the border. Not the border close to her parent's pack, the border to no man's lands where no packs ruled and rogues could roam free. She slept that night beside a large rotten log, she was comfortable enough in her wolf form. When the sun rose again she shifted back and put her clothes back on. She sat down and the log and felt miserable and hungry. She didn’t want to walk back to her pack house so she considered taking the run to her parent's pack. But her pride was stopping her, if she ran back home she would have to admit that Wyatt was not the perfect mate after all. She sat there on the log for hours just contemplating how she could win this argument with her head held high. She knew that Wyatt was a very proud alpha so convincing him would be near impossible.

The sun was peering over the treetops when Pearl heard some rustling around. She had been so engulfed in her own thoughts that she wasn’t aware of her surroundings. Her blood froze as she saw several rogues creep in on her from all sides. They were in wolf form and were crouched close by, ready to pounce. She froze in her spot, she didn’t know what to do. She was outnumbered and inexperienced, so she hoped a miracle would happen. One of the wolves shifted back and grinned at her with a sickly smile. He looked filthy and ragged just like his wolf. The rogues smelled bad and the foul smell offended Pearl's senses. The rogue was stark naked and not shy at all, he did not care that a young girl was looking at him. Pearl was a bit unnerved by seeing another man so boldly naked in front of her but she feigned her indifference. “Well well well, what is such a pretty little thing like you doing out here all alone?” Pearl tried to play it tough to talk her way out of this, she had no chance to escape any other way. “I’m just taking a stroll on my pack lands.” She lifted her chin high as she answered, and she tried to be assertive as she spoke. The rogue quickly caught on and he was elated, not only had they gotten them a fine catch. They had found a high-rank catch, a pretty catch. He licked his lips as his eyes trailed over her body. Pearl shivered in disgust, she got that eerie feeling that she had said something wrong. The filthy rogue chuckled as he looked at her with lust

“so we found ourselves a high-rank wolf, a pretty wolf to warm my bed. You will do just fine for a night or two.” The other wolves shifted as well and they all started to chuckle as all color drained from Pearl’s face. She stuttered as she voiced out as hard as she could “I wouldn’t do that if I were you, I’m alpha Wyatt’s mate, he will surely kill you all if you harm me.” She lifted her chin high again to make sure she looked confident in her statement. But she soon felt sick to her stomach as it turned to the worse. The rogue laughed out hard and seemed very pleased with himself “I got myself a Luna! What a wonderful prize! Don’t worry little Luna, I don’t care that you have been mated. I can mate with you still, you look pretty enough for me.” He was absolutely shameless as he looked at her with malevolence. He started to walk slowly toward her and the look in his eyes had her tremble in fear. She shot up but could not make another move as all the rogues jumped in to grab her. She tried to wrestle out of the grip but it was futile. The lead rogue grinned at her as he trailed a hand over her cheek and then let it slide over her chest. He made sure to grab her breast and squeeze it hard so Pearl whimpered. Then he quickly held up his hand and punched her hard in the face so she passed out.