The Rouge Queen

Chapter 10

ELIJAH'S POV

I was in my room still reading Adira's journal. Some of the things she wrote had me chuckling with amusement, as others had me shed a few tears of the pain she has felt. Her words were delicate and understanding. Reading her journal almost made me think I was right beside her through it all.

I was now up to the part when she was 12.

'Today I came straight home from school. I finally found a friend who actually liked me. And I was more then eager to tell the foster home that I live in, the good news. But as I went inside I saw my bags packed in the living room. I walked towards my luggage slowly, not wanting to hear them say it. To hear them tell me that they don't want me anymore.

I walked towards it carefully, trying not to catch anyone's attention. But I guess I was wrong. I turned around to see my foster mom standing there. She was always kind to me, always made me feel loved. Her husband although didn't. He would sneak in my room at night and asked me to do things that I didn't feel okay with. But I did what he asked, but I always wondered why he wanted me to do it.

I remember one time I had to go to the hospital when Darren, my foster dad was hurting me. I guess child support knows, and now I'm leaving.

But I don't want to leave my foster mom, and the new friend I made. I want to stay, but child support grabbed me by my arms and lifted me up. I was forced into the car as I banged loudly against the window....I didn't want to leave.

Tears and screams were all that was heard. But then I saw my foster dad get taken by police officers. I didn't understand, I don't understand why everyone doesn't want me.'

I felt a few tears shed against my cheek. I rubbed them away forcefully as I put the journal down on the bedside table.

It was 2:03am in the morning, but I was anything, but tired. I couldn't shake the idea of my mate being abused and abandoned over and over again. No wonder she became the Rouge Queen.

She probably even learnt how to shift on her own, and how to hunt and fight. I saw her fur, it was white. There are only a handful of white wolves left. They're extremely rare and powerful.

I just wished I met Adira sooner. Knowing that I could help her was eating at me. I felt guilty for the things she went through, and I didn't even know her then.

I tossed and turned during the night, till my thoughts finally gave in and let me sleep.

ADIRA'S POV

It's been a few weeks now. I'm still going through small towns trying to find any rouges that would follow me. But sadly I haven't found anything.

Sometimes I would argue with my wolf about going back to our mate. I know it's selfish to leave him without rejecting him. Because now he's leading a kingdom and a pack without he's mate. We hurt him, and it's our fault for everything.

We attacked him, we killed he's wolves, we hurt him, we betrayed him. But worse of all, we abandoned him. Just like we were abandoned.

I know the pain of being left or pushed away. I would never wish for that to happen to anyone else. But I did it to the one person who saw me as me. As the girl that wanted nothing but love and a home. And he gave it to me, but I still abandoned him.

I bet he hates me right now. Probably thinking about strategies to take down the army I was planning to build. After everything I've done to he's kingdom and pack, and to himself. There's no doubt that he hates me. He probably despises me.

ELIJAH'S POV

I love her.

I know it's something that you don't just feel out of no where. But this woman has been through hell, and she still finds it in her heart to help other wild wolves like herself. She made them a home filled with loyalty and respect towards each other.

I know, because of the way she wrote about them in her journal. She even wrote most of their names down and the things that they were interested in, and the things she could help them with to feel safe.

I couldn't help but love her. But what hurts the most is that I can't tell her. She's not here to hear me shout my love for her. She's not here to feel me mark her, and claim her as mine and only mine. She's not here to know her mate won't let anyone hurt her again.

Bottom line is, she's not here.

And it hurts.