Beautiful rogue

Chapter 3. Fear, rage, sadness.

Olivier pov.

She ran again and I didn't know what to do. I don't want to push her but she is rogue and my mate. How even this possible? I thought that rogues are the beasts who kill everything on their way and cannot love because they only feel rage. In school we learned about them, we kill them to protect our pack and Kingdom. Maybe she's diffrent from others. She didn't attack me, what more looked like she understood what I was saying to her. I was confused - not because I don't understand all of this, but because I want her so badly. I looked up at my companions who approached me while I was lost in my thoughts. I sighed as I stood up and waved my hand at them. I was irritated and furious. I was so close to her and at the same time felt like I was on a different planet.

- We have to come back. - my bodyguard - fully healed, handed me a bag with my clothes.

I didn't want to go home, not without her. My whole body ached like after a long, exhausting workout. It hurt because I resisted the strong urge to follow mate. Hector wanted her and I wanted her too but it was very complicated. Everyone was looking at me with worry as if I was about to disappear.

I nodded, put on my clothes and headed home without a word. My thoughts circled around beautiful, white she-wolf. I was so afraid when i saw her injured but she was fast and ruthless. She hurt three of the guards herself. I was fascinated and terrified at the same time.

- We have to tell the King about her.

My future Beta's voice took me out of my thoughts. I looked at him angrily, my golden eyes darkened instantly when suddenly I was right in front of him, blocking his way. I grabbed his shoulder, making him stop.

- I'll tell them myself. - I growled at him and left them in front of the door to packhouse.

I looked around the hall to make sure no one was there. I sighed, leaning against the wall and hiding my face in my hands. I've never felt so empty. It felt as if all the sadness was overwhelming my body and mind. I wanted to become invisible so badly. How was I gonna tell my parents that Moon Goddess picked a rogue as my mate? And then it hit me, as if an arrow had gone through me. I only started to feel anger. Until now, I had a perfect life, great friends, I was heir to the crown, and something like this happened to me. The logical part of me wanted to forget this girl as soon as possible, but Hector wanted her, my heart skipped a beat at the very thought of meeting her again. I have never felt the need to protect anyone as if my life depended on it. When she escaped again, I felt as if someone had cut off my oxygen supply.

I walked forward, passing cooks and a few warriors on my way. As I climbed the stairs, I pushed my wolf away, which was reproaching me and trying to take control by force to follow the white she-wolf. Throughout this whole situation, we did not get along with each other. We should work together, overcome adversities and come up with solutions together, but I have an offended wolf who would gladly bury me alive.

I was getting closer and closer to my goal. When I finally stood under the oak door on the second floor, my mom's bodyguard just nodded that I could enter. I felt like a child going to a parent to complain to everyone around. Her gaze, landing on me as I closed the door behind me, revealed that my mother was waiting for me. She couldn't have known about me finding mate yet, but she knew that something bothering me.

- What's going on, sweetheart? - she asked, raising one eyebrow up. Her gaze met mine when she chewed the tip of the pen in her hand.

She has been worried about me since I was a child. When she found out that I had bruised myself, she wanted to call a doctor immediately. Her caring nature often overwhelmed me. Only now do I understand why she was acting this way. Whenever she was worried she would bite her nails involuntarily, and even though she is a Queen and cannot do it, I have often caught her doing it.

- I need your help, mom. - I said, taking a seat across her.

I sighed, placing my cupped hands on the desk and staring intently at them. I didn't know where to really start. When I looked up again at the woman sitting in front of me, I didn't see any rush in her eyes, she was smiling boldly at me to cheer me up, and I felt like I had betrayed them at that moment. I knew that letting my mom know first would be the better option, because only she could handle his anger. If she had told him about it, she would have pacified him immediately, and when I told him about it, he would order me to reject rogue woman instantly. I closed my eyes and told the queen about the beautiful white she-wolf. About what I felt, how much I wanted her and how much I fear for her now, not knowing where she is. I even described the accompanying pain in my chest as if someone had ripped my heart out. When I finished speaking, I could see her brow furrowed even more than before.

- Did you tell the king about it? - she asked, then swallowed a sip of water from the glass beside her hand.

I shook my head at which she only grunted. I was prepared for a tough reaction from her, but I thought she regretted telling her so much. She tapped her fingers on the desk and was mumbling to herself, not giving me a single glance. She looked disappointed and I began to regret coming to her with this case. Finally she looked at me, and I jumped up in my chair, seeing the emptiness in her eyes.

- I felt something was wrong. Your father is so angry at something, and I knew it was something to do with you. That's the nature of a mother. - she said, rubbing her temples with her fingers. - You have nothing to worry about. Even though your father is King, he cannot force you to reject mate, but I think you should think about it considering the fact that you don't know if she will ever be human again. - She placed a small hand on mine, gently massaging my fingers. She tried to support me, I could feel it, but she didn't know how to deal with this situation. We all knew about my father's desire to have a political wedding between me and some high-ranking woman.

All I heard was a soft "I'm sorry" escaped from between her lips as the king flew into the room like a tornado. He was slightly taller than me, muscular, looking not much older than me. Black hair fell from under a large golden crown over his eyes and nose as he screamed at me how irresponsible I was and wanted to destroy his reputation. When he was done he was panting heavily, his gaze shifting from me to his wife, who was now standing. She walked over to him slowly, placing her hand on his shoulder. I saw his gaze suddenly soften toward her. Their bond was amazing and I never understood it until I found the woman of my life myself. I felt that there was an internal conversation going on between them and I did not want to disturb them, so I humbly remained silent, still standing aside. Suddenly, my father looked at me with his penetrating gaze.

- Will you reject her? - the question fell from his lips, and I was shocked that suddenly my father was kind to me. I denied it softly, and he only grunted under his breath. The parents exchanged glances one last time, only to finally look at me with concern.

- What's your plan? - Luna asked.

I shrugged, not knowing what to say. I've never been in a situation like this, my father relented too quickly for him.

- You will go with a few other werewolves to get this woman. You bring her here, we lock her in the dungeons, and you figure out a way to civilize her. - the Monarch's voice snapped me out of my momentary reflection. - When she will be human again, we will come back to this conversation and to her rejection. - after that, he kissed his wife on the forehead and left the office slamming the door.

My questioning gaze lingered on the little blonde and she threw her hands up in a defensive thicket that it was not she who had informed him about it. I knew that now I had to do everything to find the fugitive as soon as possible.