The Alpha and the Rogues Daughter

Chapter 9: A New Beginning

-Christians P.O.V.-

I sat back in the chair next to my little wolf. I chuckled at how possessive I already was of this she-wolf. I sat and watched her sleeping for a long time as her body slowly healed, no doubt the work of her wolf. I wanted to ask her a million questions. I tried to hold her, to comfort her, to kiss her. But, of course, that was out of the question for a while. Chaos whimpered. I know, boy, I soothed him, but she has been so hurt and abused it will take time for her to even allow our touch let alone all the other things we would like to do with her. At that, he huffed and paced. Then, hours later, "Hello," she whispered. I jumped, startled that she was awake.

I had been lost in thought. I reached out to comfort Eliana and let her know I was there, and she jumped at my touch. "I am sorry Eliana, I didn't mean to scare you," I said apologetically. "What is your name?” she asked quizzically as she sat up, looking at me for the first time through mostly clear eyes, I assumed. "Christian Crescent," I responded. "Well, Mr. Crescent, I apologize for being out of it so long" I looked at her, stunned that she was apologizing for being injured! "Little wolf, you have nothing to apologize for," I demanded, "You need to rest and heal completely, but once you do, I demand to know where you come from and who did this to you" With that, she began to cry. s**t, I thought maybe that was too soon. I stood up, not thinking but instinct, and gently sat on the edge of the bed, pulling her close to my chest as she cried. To my surprise she laid against my chest and sobbed. My heart was breaking for her.

-Elaina's P.O.V.-

I woke up unsure of how long I had been asleep when the smell of chocolate chip cookies and fudge filled my nose. He smelt good; from our previous encounter, I knew the man I had spoken to earlier was in my room. I squealed out a hello and startled him. Then he looked up at me for the first time since I had been here, I fully saw his face. With beautiful blue eyes, medium-length dirty blond hair, and chiseled features of a Greek god, the man was handsome. I began apologizing for keeping him watching me. At the same time, when I heeled, he cut me short and said something about taking my time to heal, but when I was done, he wanted to know everything.

I began to sob and, in an instant, he was holding me like I belonged to him. Like I was his to protect, not like I was his to control. Instantly, my body molded into his and I began to sob against his chest.

My mind raced through all the terrible memories of the previous day and previous years. I cried without end. He stayed with me holding me until I gave back into exhaustion.

-Elianas P.O.V.-

Flashes of what Roman had done in my mind. Nightmares waking me in a hospital room again. The man, Christian, as he had informed me earlier. Stood and walked toward the bed and, in one motion, pulled me gently into his arms while sitting near me. Usually, I would have pulled away, but something about his touch told me I was safe there. For a while, I sat with my head on Christian's chest and his arms around me as I cried and cried. I sobbed so long and hard that I thought I would never stop.

He never said a word; he held me gently to his chest and rubbed small circles on my back, attempting to soothe me. At some point, I cried to myself until sleep came; when I woke again, I was in the hospital bed, and he was slumped over in the chair next to me. I looked at him in the dim light; he was angelic. My heart fluttered as I watched him sleep, and I began to wonder how the goddess had picked me to be such a perfect man's mate.

Then it hit me that he would want to know what happened, and once I told him, he would reject me. I felt tears stream down my face at the thought of his rejection, and my wolf whimpered. I watched him sleep for a while, and at some point, I drifted back off to sleep.

-Christian's P.O.V.-

She lay in my arms sobbing as I slowly rubbed her back. My god, she was a tiny little thing, and all I wanted to do was protect her and make love to her. But, of course, I could not show the reaction; she was causing my body as I did not want to scare her. She had been through so much the last thing I wanted was for anyone, including myself, to hurt her ever again.

I wanted her to tell me everything that happened, but I knew that would take time. Every part of me, my wolf included, was enraged by the state my mate was found in. Chaos chimes in; we will kill them all, whoever hurt her. Yes, we would. I soothed my wolf as I held my little mate.

She had sometime later drifted back to sleep. I laid her gently on the bed and covered her with a hospital blanket. I sat on the chair next to her and dozed off.

-Roman's P.O.V.-

I returned home feeling satisfied that the mutt would no longer be an issue. Nevertheless, I took two days, one for Eliana and the other, to gather the supplies my pack needed. Upon my arrival, my mother and father were furious that Eliana had run from me.

Well, at least that's the way I told the story. I told them she had attempted to escape, and she and I began fighting. I told them I injured her well, but she fled into thick wood, and I could not retrieve her.

My mother was furious, but my dad seemed sad and angry. That's not possible, I thought; why would he be sad? I shrugged it off. In the end, I had gotten out of forced marriage, so my plan had worked, or so I thought.

-Eliana's P.O.V.-

I woke up screaming the nightmare of the events in the forest repeating themselves. "Eliana," Christian called, "wake up," he pleaded. I opened my eyes and jumped, startled. He was leaning over the bed with concern over his features. "Eliana, are you ok?" He asked with a touch of remorse in his voice for scaring me. "I am sorry, sir," I responded. Which caused him to c**k an eyebrow at me. It had been days since his guard had brought me to the hospital. I was healed and kept these packs of Alpha in my room, watching the guard until this point.

"Why would you be sorry?" He asked. Before I could respond, he said, "Eliana, none of this is your fault." At those words, I lost it. I began to sob like a child. He wrapped his arms around me, and although I flinched, he would not let me go. "Shh, my lil wolf," he soothed. "You are safe now," he added.

It seemed like a long time before I calmed down. But eventually, I was calm and had been brought a large breakfast. I had been eating on my own for a day, but Christian still stayed with me and ate his meals with me. We sat in silence for a few and then Christian asked, "Eliana, I don't want to rush you or make you uncomfortable, but you have been here nearly a week, and I would like to know all about you." I looked at him, and his eyes showed curiosity and determination.

I sat silent for a minute as my wolf urged me forward "tell him your story," she insisted. "He has shown you the only kindness you have known since you were a child." She added. "He deserves a chance, Eliana." She finished. I swallowed hard. Unsure of where to begin, "Why don't we start with your childhood," Christian suggested. I took a deep breath and began well at the beginning.

-Christian's P.O.V.-

I sat there for an hour, listening to Eliana's childhood memories. Then, finally, she smiled for the first time since she had been here, talking about her mother and father. She told me their names were David and Casey. She knew that she had come from a pack but could not remember any of the rankings or even the name of her pack.

She then told me about the fire and destruction of her village. That she had been out in the woods playing. She told me a stranger had saved her, but it would not be a rescue with a happy ending.

Hours later, she had revealed the rogues' names to me, including the one who repeatedly hurt her the most. Roman, I thought I was sure I had never heard of him, but his father, Draco, was another story. Draco was no alpha, although he claimed to be. He had not only destroyed many small packs killing their Alphas and slaughtering the entirety of the pack, but he had attempted to attack our lands a few years ago.

"He was the wolf who led the attack that killed my father," I told Eliana. She looked at me with sadness and said again, "I am so sorry." I was startled by her words; why was she sorry. She had nothing to do with anything, and far worse than losing a loved one had been done to her.

She recounted the day before my men found her in vague detail as the scum Roman had done things to her that made my skin crawl and fire burning inside my body. Chaos was just as angry as I was.

When she finished, she stared at me as if waiting for something. Her tears rolled down her face in waves, but she made no noise. The anger was coming off me in waves, and I was worried that maybe I was scaring her. "What is it, my lil wolf?" I asked, "What are you searching my face for. "Disgust and rejection," she said sadly.

The look of shock on my face had to be apparent. Eliana honestly thought I would somehow blame her for the horrible things the rogue pack had done to her.I walked to her, my wolf pacing in my mind. Before she could move or say anything, I kissed her passionately. I needed her to feel what I felt for her.