The Rouge Queen

Chapter 8

I found myself back in the shed where me and my rouges hid. I looked around to see that it was empty.

I walked in to the centre of the large shed and sat down. Just taking in all the details.

I kept my gaze at the door, hoping any minute now, Justin will walk through that door. My rouges will walk though that door and cheer with pride.

"We did it!" Is all I want to hear. But no ones here to say that. The rouges left. I commanded them to leave, so they did.

Justin's dead. And I can't even think about being the Rouge Queen anymore. Without him by my side, I don't want to do anything. I miss him.

I put my knees to my chest and buried my head on top of my knees.

'If only I told them to attack someone else and not the King, then he would be alive. And I would still be a leader of the wild wolves.'

I let tears shed from the lost of not only my beta, but my friend, my brother, Justin.

I was to busy mourning that I didn't even realise someone had came in. I felt someone touch my shoulder, and by the sparks that were jumping on my skin. I knew who it was.

I looked up to see my mate. He looked upset, guilty even.

He came closer and sat beside me, he then embraced me in a hug. I obliged and buried my head in he's chest as I let a few more tears free.

He just sat there not staying a word. He just played with my hair in a comforting way. He wanted to let me know that he was here for me.

I had no idea why Elijah would do this. Why would he still comfort me when I attacked he's pack. Why would he come after me just to hold me? I lead killing machines. I was the reason people got hurt. But he didn't move from my side, he just sat there holding me as if I was something he couldn't let go.

"I'm so sorry." He whispered near my ear. He's voice was low and gentle, fragile almost.

I looked up at him with wide eyes. Why would he be sorry? He didn't do anything wrong.

"You have nothing to be sorry for. I was the one that attacked you." I mumbled the last part, too ashamed to admit it fully.

He put he's hands on my cheek and leaned he's forehead on mine. Quiet breathing was all to be heard.

"No, if I found you sooner then none of this would of happened." We stayed in that position for a while, just listening to each other's breathing.

"I'm sorry you had to wait for me. I'm sorry I left you alone." I closed my eyes while letting a tear drop. He quickly wiped it away and looked into my eyes.

"Please forgive me." He whispered. I looked at him in wonder. The Alpha King was suppose to be feared, brutal, scary even. But the way he spoke to me was none of those things. It was beautiful and gentle.

"There is nothing to forgive, you've done nothing to me." I replied. He looked at me with a loving smile and kissed my cheek that had a tear.

"Come back with me, my flower. Lead with me." The sparks in he's touch, and the way he held me. I wanted nothing more but to be by he's side.

I got up and looked down at him. He looked confused but I soon opened my mouth.

"No."

He got up in a hurry, and looked at me with hurting eyes.

"Why." Was all he said. He just wanted to know the reason so he can fix it, but nothing about me can be fixed. Not even having a mate can do that.

"My brother would of died in vein. My mother died because of the beta your farther had. My brother got the life I always wanted, but why? Just because he's mother was alive?"

I walked away from him, feeling the intense stare at my back.

"I'm still the Rouge Queen. Even if my rouges are gone, I'll find more." I looked back at him to see him standing in the same spot, hurt and angry.

"I will build an army. And I will revenge my brother, and all the other rouges that died." Before I walked out I said one more thing before disappearing. "You should've killed me Elijah. You should hate me, resent me. Because if you don't now, you soon will." I then left my mate standing in the shed alone and confused. I could tell he was hurt, but I've been hurt for 18 years.

I then made my way for another town. Somewhere private and alone. That is where I'll make my new pack. And soon Elijah will see me again, but not beside him. I will be the mate on the other side of the field. The one who'll kill my way through he's pack. Then, only then, I will feel content.