The Rogue Alpha and Her Mate

Meeting at last

Dianna’s p.o.v

It was morning and I was laying  in bed thinking of what happened yesterday at the club, the murdered man, the weird guy who bumped into me. Suddenly I jolt up, remembering. 

His tattoo, I’ve seen it before.

*flashback 8 years ago*

“Hello, my name is Bruce Vorace of the Hidden Pine Pack and I look forward to working with you Alpha Spencer of the Red Moon Pack.” said a weird man to my dad while the 12 year old me is hiding near the staircase, my usual spying spot. 

“The pleasure is mine Alpha Vorace.” daddy says while shaking the other man’s hand. I see his tattoo of a griffin on his forearm.

*flashback over*

The wolf who bumped into me had the same tattoo on his own forearm. He was no doubt, the son of the old Alpha Vorace. 

I look at my old dragon tattoo on my left arm with resentment, the tattoo that appeared when I was born, the one that belonged to my father and his pack. It had started to fade ever since I became the Alpha of the Belladonna Pack made up of roughly 1000 rogue wolves

I had a new tattoo of a patch of Belladonna on my right forearm, the mark of the pack.

Just to clarify, if you are an Alpha or a Luna, you get a tattoo on your forearm, while your other members get a tattoo immediately on their back. Which would mean that all of my pack members have a small mark of a patch of Belladonna on their back.

My thoughts return to the man again, he was the Alpha of the Hidden Pine pack, and possibly the only hope to keep my pack safe is if he accepts my proposal. Hopefully he only knew my identity as the Belladonna Wolf.

Then my wolf Donna popped an idea in my head, the first one in a few months, or maybe years? 

What if he saw your tattoos? 

I’m screwed.

Hunter’s p.o.v

I sigh as I stare at my ceiling, zoning out. Something was bothering me. 

That something was the very sexy and hot woman who bumped into me at the club, and how she happened to be the Belladonna Wolf. How was that even possible. Women are scary, but never murderers, all the women in my lives would beat me with their shoes if I told that to their faces.

Something was wrong. My wolf Xavier said, why does he insist on talking now.

I don’t know if you even noticed but she had tattoos on both her arms. Did you, by any chance, take a good look at them? 

Yea I think so I grumble back and I search my memories of her. There weren’t many.

Then I got it. 

The memory of her high-fiving the dude she had a bold Belladonna tattoo on her right arm (The one at her side) and on her left one a faded tattoo of a dragon.

*flashback 8 years ago*

“Hello little man.” says the Alpha of the Red Moon Pack, 

“Hi..” I reply shyly I notice his dragon tattoo and say, 

"I like your tattoo sir.” 

“Thank you boy, I like yours too” and that night my 13 year old self went to bed, happy to receive a compliment of an Alpha other than my own father.

*flashback over*

Oh goddess, she was the runaway daughter of the Red Moon Pack, I never knew her name,  and apparently the Luna of another pack. 

For some reason that really bothered me.

~1 hour later~

“Hunter!” yells Carlos while coming in. 

“What is it Carlos?” I ask annoyedly from my desk.

“Alpha, there is a Rogue Pack at our borders.” he says slightly out of breath from rushing into my office

“Well, what are you waiting for Beta, attack them! They can’t possibly be here to talk!” I yelled, it wasn’t good to be this rude to Carlos, but I was scared for my pack,

“Well Hunter, you got it right, they want to talk, a female fighter of the Rogue Pack came to the border and said so.”  I groan, but this Alpha wanting to talk to me sounded interesting, I told him my response,

“Fine I’ll be there in 5 minutes.” Carl (Carlos) mock bows and leaves.

Persia’s p.o.v

I, Persia Shun, was surprised when my Alpha and BFF told me to get the pack ready because we were going to talk to the younger Alpha of the Hidden Pine Pack. 

So I obviously obey and mind-linked the pack to get ready to have a parley with the Alpha of another pack.

~1 hour later~

We finally got to the borders of the Hidden Pine Pack and we sent our 2nd (now 1st since Hati died,poor girl)  and then I smelled coconuts filling the air, I knew it was my mate, and I know he could smell me but I could care less. Well, a tiny bit. 

Now don’t even say : 

Oh but why wouldn’t you care that much? He is your soulmate for goddess’s sake!

But the thing is, it’s kinda our thing in The Belladonna Pack. 

Either you mate joins your pack (It happens sometimes), you join his/her pack (Not very likely) and third you reject him/her (It happens most of the time).

Now, I’m not mad because almost everyone here has gotten their hearts broken at least once, and our Alpha helped them through it, she has gone through some heartbreak as well so the rule with mates came in. 

We all agreed to it, now thinking about it, I suppose we were all a bit impulsive. 

Our pack is mainly composed of she-wolves (About 600, with 400 male wolves.) Usually the other is not willing to get rejected so he/she decides to leave their original pack and join ours, they then become rogues.

Our pack is strong, everyone trains, even the women and children because they want to not because they are forced. We never force the children or women that don’t want to fight. During a battle or war, the ones who didn’t want to train, tend the wounded 

We are possibly the strongest rogue pack in the world. It was a pride in which I strongly invested in.

A few of us shifted into our wolves, not many though, either they didn’t exactly train that much in the art of shifting in clothes without ripping them, it takes a lot of concentration, or they were simply werewolves without wolves.

Dianna shifted into a pure white wolf , and Huda into a brown and black wolf. 

I felt so bad for Huda, her sister died and she and Charles are still mourning. 

In total probably 200 of us are shifted. We advance, Dianna in front me on her right and Huda on her left. Just then the Alpha of the other pack comes out 

“Well then, Rogue Alpha sir, to what do I owe the pleasure?”

Dianna’s p.o.v

Just as the man I bumped into the other night comes out I smell the heavenly scent of cinnamon and apples. 

Just great this man was my mate yippee! Note the sarcasm.

And after Two years of searching (I'm 20) and I find him now? 

What really pissed me off was when he called me sir, so I mind-linked my pack to shift on my command 

“Are you such a coward that you won’t show me your true self. Rogues are supposed to be one of the courageous aren’t they?” he mocks.

NOW I yell in mind-link and right then everyone had shifted with clothes on.

 I see the other pack gape at the sight of us. Then the man’s Delta snorts and says 

“Is this some sick joke? We are here to talk to the Alpha, not the Luna.” Luckily I took the scent masking mixture again, I always do. 

Then I look at the Delta and lift my right arm and point to my Belladonna tattoo and his eyes widen.  

“I am the Alpha.”

Carlos’ p.o.v

I could smell mangoes and peaches and I was staring at her, but she wasn’t even looking at me and my wolf whimpers slightly at the lack of attention that was given to him.  

The Alpha of this rogue wolf pack was a female and she was the killer at the club, meaning she was the Belladonna Wolf.

Hunter’s p.o.v

When the pure white Wolf shifted, in its place stood the killer at the club.

She was the Alpha of the largest and strongest Rogue Pack in the world and the Belladonna Wolf, and yet again, she doesn’t smell like anything. Weird.

Dianna’s p.o.v

I started laughing when the Beta suddenly said, it probably isn’t funny to you, but you see, my father was the one who gave me that nickname, the father who never gave a s**t about me. I laugh because my careless father is the one who gave me the nickname that got me famous in the Wolfish World.

“Y-you’re the Belladonna Wolf, you’re the killer from the club” He looks puzzled at the sight of me laughing. 

Eventually I stopped, but my stomach hurt and tears were streaming down my face from laughing so hard. I give a smile and say 

“Yes, yes, I am indeed the Belladonna Wolf.” I mock bow “At your service.” 

 “What do you think you’re doing here?!” bellows the alpha, he was scared, I could tell by the fear in his voice.

“Geez dude, chill out!”

“Chill out? Chill out?! How am I supposed to ‘chill out’, When the most dangerous assassin is here, after murdering a man in cold blood. What did he do to you?!” 

Alright, now that pushed me off the edge so bad that Persia and Huda had to restrain me until I was calm.

That jerk had the nerve to smirk. He obviously knew that he had hit my weak spot.

Hunter’s p.o.v

The Beta and Delta had to hold the Alpha back. 

I knew that I hit something that made her so angry. But after a few minutes they let her go cautiously. 

The female Rogue Alpha starts to laugh, not that laugh where she thought something was funny, but a dark chilling laugh that could shake you to your core and her face turns cold immediately.

“I never kill without a motive.”

 “That man wasn’t innocent FYI” says the girl on her right the Beta probably. She jumped into the conversation, she had a steely look in her eyes. 

“That man...” says another girl, Asian, probably the Delta “That man r***d my sister.” My eyes widened, well s**t, I had just provoked them all.

“Nobody is ever innocent Alpha dear, trust me, I would know.” the Belladonna Wolf said, calmly.

Dianna’s p.o.v

“Anyways I have a proposal for you.” I say, dangerously calm.

“What is it?” the jerk Alpha asks.

“Make me your Luna.” I say bluntly. There were whispers of rage in both packs 

“Who does this woman think she is?” 

“Our alpha is going crazy” I held up a hand and everything went silent 

“And just why would I do that?” I just smile at that question.

Hunter’s p.o.v

“Make me your Luna.” she said, I got so mad and confused,  

“And why would I do that?” she answered by smiling at my question.

“Persia, pass me my case please.” and then her Beta named Persia apparently went behind a few people and brought out a black case with her name engraved in it : 

Dianna Spencer

So her name is Dianna, like the Moon Goddess. 

“First things first” she says 

“What is your name? You already know mine.” she indicates to her case. 

“Hunter Vorace” I say bluntly, I couldn’t help but have a spark of appreciation for her asking.

“Hunter.” she says almost sensually testing my name on her lips, I shiver.

Dianna’s p.o.v

After finding out his name I start talking, 

“Do you know how Belladonna got its name, Hunter?” I ask, going on my knees, pulling out a tube half filled with Belladonna. Not waiting for an answer I say 

“Because women used it to make their pupils dilate, believing foolishly that it would make them prettier, how vain is that? After that, it was named Belladonna, pretty woman, in Italian.” I grin and smell the tube. Next I open a vial of wolfsbane and add a few drops. 

“Are you crazy Dianna, wolfsbane could kill you.” I felt the wall I built around my heart crumble at his concern.

“No it won’t” I reply and proceed to mix it and then add rose dew, vanilla essence, a hint of magic, and shake it. I looked in his direction and smiled. “Cheers” and I throw my head back and chug it.

Hunter’s p.o.v

She finished it and muttered lowly,

“Damn, Persia, remind me to bring water next time.” she says with a cough and I release a breath that I hadn’t realized I had  been holding. 

“Sure thing D.” Persia replies with a laugh and helps her up. Right then I smell roses, vanilla and the tiniest bit of Belladonna

. I gasp and stutter in surprise as I realize 

“Y-you're my mate?” 

“Understand why I asked you now?” she asks and I nod dumbly.

I could feel that Xavier was happy that we found our mate after 3 years of searching, I was happy too, although I couldn’t help but think to myself.

My mate is the Belladonna Wolf as well as the Alpha of the largest wolf pack in the World.