The Alpha King and His Rogue Queen

Kingly

"What are you going to do about Rain?" Nickolas asked once they got back to the palace. "She is getting bolder, and I am afraid at this rate, she will be unstoppable before the year runs out," he said and chuckled a little before adding "I can't believe she is stripping the alphas of the smaller packs bare." he scoffed. The female rogue was indeed becoming very popular and everyone wanted her head. However, she was smart enough to avoid getting captured for this long. It was widely believed that only the alpha king himself would stop her or she would get more uncontrollable.

"What's her story? I want to believe that something made her the way she is." Winston, ever the believer that there is good in everyone, replied without much of a thought, after settling down in his chair behind the large mahogany table in his office. He started looking through the stack of paper on his desk. There was so much work for him to do and this Rain was only going to slow him down, and make things a little more complicated than they already were. "Wolves don't just turn malicious overnight without a reason, that goes with becoming rogues too."

"She is a rogue, rogues are always malicious, it is their thing." Nicholas argued, unable to understand why Winston would even think there is any good in the female rogue.

"I am saying that every wolf belonged to a pack at one time, something made her the way she is. We find out why she became a rogue first, we will get the answer to why she became that way, tackle that and we will be able to stop her once and for all."

"Should I just bring her in for questioning?"

"Have you located where she set up camp?"

"No, Ivan and Fred that I sent on her tail came back in hysteria. They couldn't remember where they lost or or what happened."

"That was because she is not dumb. I wouldn't put it past those to make their presence obvious, she probably figured out they were unto her, she wouldn't just wait around and let them capture her now would she?"

"Isn't it strange that the alphas were always eager to empty their vaults with valuables for her? No questions asked and by the time they came to their senses, she was already long gone."

"Not to me, it's not that strange. She has mastered some kind of magic and, in this case, there are only a few who can wield such powers. I don't think she knows the repercussions of what she is doing."

"What do you mean?"

"Magic doesn't come for free, especially dark magic. Soon, she would completely lose herself and there would be no saving for her anymore."

"Are you considering saving her? She is a rogue, for f*ck sake."

"Yeah, so what? Everyone needs saving, Nick," Winston said.

"I hope you know she is also a thief, a rogue thief is not worth saving."

"Oh Nick, if she was willing to be saved, then I would give her a chance. But to save her, we need to find her first, get the rest of the guys. We are going hunting."

Winston

I don't know what intrigued me the most about this rogue thief called Rain, her ability to cause her target to be in hysteria or her blatant disrespect for my kingdom. She tends to be everywhere all the time and I had failed to notice her until recently, when she started to get bolder. I think she was trying to get my attention or pass a message. I have to stop her as soon as I can. I have way too many tasks to waste time on a small fry like her. She is gradually becoming a nuisance to my kingdom and I can't tolerate that. Contrary to what I just told my beta, I can not allow her to run amok for much longer or my kingdom will become a subject of ridicule.

My wolf Stark was a hunter, a darn good one at that. Now, unless I wasn't chasing after anything, that I wouldn't find it. Once my interest is piqued, it is only a matter of time before we sniff her out. She has successfully made herself impossible to ignore. We will get her soon and she had better start praying that I won't find her guilty or she will not escape getting punished for all her crimes. I must commend her for being able to avoid getting caught all this time. It felt as if she was after something. No rogue is bold enough to keep causing trouble like she is.

'What's there to be intrigued about? She is just a dirty little rogue, we don't need to know her history, just find her and end her and her gang of thieves.' Stark said irritably. He was always quick to meet everything that didn't go his way with his fist. I, on the other hand, prefer to ask questions first, get to the root cause of things. I like to think rationally before taking any action.

'As king, we can't be unreasonable. If we killed everyone off just because they didn't agree with us or did something terrible, we would be left with no kingdom to rule over.' I reasoned, in a pacifying tone for my wolf who is out for blood.

'Then we will create a new kingdom, it doesn't matter how, we can procreate until we get the desired group that we would rule over.' he explained, as if it made sense.

'Can you hear yourself? Procreate without a queen? I would like to see how that is possible.' I chuckled a little. Does he think creating a living being is a joke?

'Who says we need a queen to procreate? There are a lot of ways to achieve this, we can always choose one of those sweet she-wolves, as queen, or mistress. It doesn't matter which,' he said, and I realised he didn't care much about anything anyway, so I wasn't surprised.

'And risk meeting our fated mate when we are already bonded to another? No, thank you.''Now that is where you are wrong. We have been waiting for our mate for too long. I don't see her magically appearing all of a sudden, isn't it time to start exploring other options?' he pointed out, and it stung not only because he revealed his plan of not wishing to wait around any longer before choosing a mate, but I am never going to let him do that.

'Nope' I replied, making sure to pop the letter P in the word 'Besides, you have been taking care of those urges of yours without problems, so you have no reason to complain.''Sometimes, I wonder why the moon goddess paired me with such a weak human, you are very unreasonable and annoying.' Stark huffed.

'I ask the same question everytime,' I said, smiling, 'You are too impulsive for words, but I guess the reason you stayed stuck to me and chose to be my wolf at any cost was because you found my attributes appealing. Now that I think of it, do you think it is too late to change wolves?' I asked cheekily.

'Stubborn, unmanageable, stiff-necked human,' he insulted.

'Awnn, I love you too.' I replied playfully and Stark just huffed and puffed before receding into the back of my mind. Although my wolf and I have our differences, we are a pretty good team. Our ideologies may be different most of the time, and we don't necessarily agree on the same thing. But we both complement each other in the areas one of us might be lacking. I was very young when I got Stark and at the time, I didn't know he was a royal breed until much later. My life wasn't always perfect, not when my mother was a little omega serving a ruthless alpha, who just decided to end her life one day because he felt she was disrespectful towards his luna. I can never forget what happened after that, but my life was never the same again. I was only ten when I got Stark, the youngest ever to get his wolf, but that wasn't all. I took down alpha Dimitri and his warriors with my bare hands because they wouldn't stop coming at me. At that young age, I could literally beat any alpha if they challenged me and, most shocking of it all, I had never been trained in combat before. At first, I was scared to face anyone and lived in hiding for about six months, only going out at night to hunt for food. Because Stark was a royal wolf and created to rule, living in hiding wasn't doing him any good. If anything, it was killing him slowly. Eventually, I got out of hiding and thought I could live normally on my own. Of course, things didn't go my way at all. Even though I gained Stark at ten, I didn't shift until my twelfth birthday. Everything changed after I shifted for the first time. Stark was a massive wolf that even I was scared to see his reflection in the water. And even if I wasn't trying to be domineering, because of Stark, every other wolf of higher rank began to bow and submit to me. I didn't know how to control my royal aura, so it was always spilling and wolves of high calibre were intimidated by me and always unwillingly submitting to me. Anything I say goes, if someone had a contrary opinion and Stark doesn't like it, well, they wouldn't live to tell the story. When I eventually learned how to control it, I had achieved so much and even erected my own castle. Now I could easily blend in with ordinary wolves and act like one too, without standing out too much. Stark was, however, patient with me, he made me the king I am today. I will be twenty-nine next month and I have yet to meet my fated mate. I have had my fair share of females over the years, but I feel it is time I settled down. I have gone to every mating gathering there is, trying out every possible place I could find one with the rest of my soul, but it is like they were not yet born or something. After years of continuous disappointments, I began receiving marriage proposals from prominent alphas all over the world. They all wanted me to take their daughters as my chosen mate and make them my queen and when I turned them down, some said they didn't mind if I made them mistresses, but I could never accept such an offer. I knew deep within my core that my mate was still out there somewhere, we just had not had the opportunity to meet yet. I plan to wait for them, no matter how long it will take to find them.