His Broken Mate

Chapter : 1

"I wish I were a little girl again because skinned knees are easier to fix than a broken heart."

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Alexander Knight :

I turned the almost naked girl around and pushed her to the wall pressing my erection to her ass as she moaned. What was her name again? Cara? Cole? Candice? Never mind.

I didn't know, nor did I care, this was just a form of stress relief after the hectic day I had.

My wolf grunted disapprovingly, he only wanted our mate to be in our arms, not some cheap female who threw herself at me. I believed I didn't have one, after all, why would the moon goddess want to mate someone as heartless as me to anybody and destroy their life.

"Alpha!", My beta, Carter said barging into my office. But quickly closed the door muttering an apology after seeing what I was doing.

"Goddess, don't you know how to knock Carter?" I asked clearly annoyed then continued "What's the matter?"

"Alpha, there is a she-rogue that has entered our pack territory. She has been shot by a silver bullet on her lower abdomen and lost a lot of blood, she's currently unconscious and has been placed in the dungeon.", He said peeping in from the door.

"Is there any hint of danger from the rogue?", I questioned but was cut off by a whine coming from the girl pressed between me and the wall "Baby, that can wait can't it?", She purred seductively, wiggling her ass trying to gain my attention, stupid human, I'm sure this w***e had no idea what the matter was or even the fact that werewolves existed, not to mention she was about to be f****d by the strongest one of them all. I just turned a deaf ear to her and diverted my attention onto Carter.

"According to her current condition, No, but it will be better if you pay her a visit after you are done with your uh- stuff.", He said waiting for my next command, standing awkwardly, I nodded at him and motioned him to leave, he bowed submissively and practically dashed out closing the door behind him.

"Now it's time for your punishment, you've been a naughty girl haven't you?", I said and the girl looked at me lustfully.

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An hour later when I was finally done with the girl and threw her out of my office I was on my way to see this infamous 'She-rogue-shot-by-a-silver-bullet'.

As I entered the dungeon, I was hit by the most amazing scent ever, it was the smell of strawberries mixed with talc, unique and one of a kind. My wolf started pouncing around in my head screaming, 'Mate! Mate!'. I pushed Carter aside as I ran following the sweet smell.

As I approached that one dungeon, the prominent fragrance of my mate got clearer and so did the smell of blood. I could hear soft whimpers as I let out a low growl. Everything near me went red as I looked at the she-rogue, my mate, and the Pack's future Luna.

My heart shattered into pieces as I looked at my mate. She was covered in blood as she clutched her stomach. She lay there fast asleep, but her soft whimpers didn't go unnoticed by me, although I sure would be missed them if it was not for my werewolf hearing.

I let out a growl, as everyone around me bowed in submission, my mate flinched but didn't wake up.

My heart clenched at her current state.

"What's wrong alpha?", Carter questioned. "Why did you run away and why are you here with this she-rogue?"

"She is my MATE your future LUNA, get the pack doctor as soon as possible," I commanded, and his eyes widened in realization as he rushed to get the pack doctor.

Unable to see my precious mate in such condition, I went forward and held her in my arms. Sparks aroused when I held her, but I disregarded it.

My wolf was howling in agony and hurt at this state of my mate. And even though I didn't know her, I felt this strong urge to protect her with all that was in me.

I picked her up and carried her bridal style to our Female pack doctor, Abigail, she is an old woman, around my parents' age. She carefully examined her before turning to me, "Alpha can you please leave, we need to perform a surgery to take out the bullet before it does any further damage."

My mate was soon rushed to the operation theatre and I sat outside.

I waited and waited, for what felt like forever but we're mere hours.

Abigail came out of the operation theatre and I frantically rushed to her.

"How is she, Abigail? Will she be alright?", I asked her, worried about my fragile mate.

She sensed my distress and placed a hand on my shoulder, which immediately helped me calm down. She had this motherly aura surrounding her and I had a mother-son bond with her. My actual mother never actually had a heart to heart conversation with me. All she cared about was social status and money, my father even didn't like her all that much and I sometimes even doubted them being mates!

"She will be fine son, she was shot by a silver bullet in her lower abdomen, I have successfully removed the bullet, Thankfully, it hasn't hurt any organs, and just grazed one of her ovaries, which hasn't done much damage, though it may take some time to heal since she is not in a good condition and has lost a lot of blood and probably faced mental trauma. I have put her in a medically induced coma so that her body can focus on healing itself. I must say, she's a strong survivor though!" She said.

It felt like I was stabbed a million times in the heart. My little mate had to go through so much! And I, her mate couldn't even protect her.

The guilt was eating me up. What was worse was I was f*****g another woman while my mate was dying in a cold dungeon.