The Rogue's Mate

Let me die already

Riot's suspicions were met when the large male's hand gripped his jaw and forced it up to look at him. The male before Riot stood about 5'8, he was about 4 inches smaller than riot but he was much faster, stronger and far more lethal. Or so he thought. He had short, dark brown hair, pale skin and light blue eyes. The male smirked showing perfectly pointed canines as he looked at the weak, broken male before him. 

"When Bryce told me he had peace offering I laughed. Yet now I find it a rather good idea." he began turning riots face from left to right looking at how bad his coven had treated him. "A shame really, Family drama and all that. Luckily I was able to outlive all mine," he said. Riot could hear his words and feel his unusually cold hands against his skin but he didn't have the energy to open his eyes or even talk. This angered the male. He released riots chin letting it fall to his chest once more, tugging his already sore arms. He winced, just a bit. 

"You don't even have the decency to give me your attention. How on earth Remus thought you being Alpha was a good idea I don't know." He was right. His father appointed him Alpha but he had no interest in working for the pack. He loved his pack, his family that took him under their wing but he hated the job itself. Hated having to follow orders.

"Now look at you, a sorry excuse of a man." He tutted before frowning. He looked towards the entrance he came in from and pursed his lips into a tight line. As he did, a young woman rushed into the chamber. "Someones, in the mine's their attacking the vampires," she said in a rushed tone. The male seemed to be frustrated with this.

"Then fix it! We are not relocating again. We can't afford too." he said looking back towards the male. The young girl ran off once more. Gunshots could be heard echoing the caves and caverns, Growls grew louder, screams of anger became screams of fear. They echoed closer and closer.

Even though he could feel the fear rolling off the male before him, Riot wasn't scared. He was actually..Relieved. Was it because he was about to die? The man before him about to die? He wasn't sure but he welcomed it. Whoever IT was.

The male lifted a large, steel sword from the place it rested against the cave wall and shook his head. "Wish we could have had more fun riot." he reared back and riot braced himself.