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Raven
It had been two days since Damien had announced that the Rogue is or was his brother. He hadn't said anything more about it, and could often be found following Neah around. Whether she wanted him to or not.
It made it impossible for me to spend time with her, when I was constantly being distracted by his scent.
And still, he had barely spoken to me. He watched me when I was present. Still keeping his distance like he was concerned I was going to attack him. The moment Eric or Dane were around, he would disappear to Mallory's home. 'He's being an idiot.' Midnight mumbles as I enter the packhouse
'Tell me about it!' Midnight was more frustrated than I was.
"She's getting dressed." Dane mutters to me with a frown as he strides by and towards the front door. "Damien is outside the bedroom."
"Are you really doing this? You are letting him guard her. We don't know anything about him!"
He stops and rolls his eyes at me. The same way he had done for years when he thought I was panicking about nothing. I wish he knew how irritating it was.
He turns around properly and rests his hands on my shoulders. "Raven, speak to him. He is your mate."
"I don't understand why you are being like this. I thought you of all people would hate this. Especially after everything the pack has been through."
"Things change. He isn't here for me. He wants to protect Neah." He sighs, running a hand through his short hair
"What if he is like Devon. What if it's a trap? And you are just walking away, leaving him watching her."
"Just because he hasn't explained the situation to you, it doesn't mean he hasn't explained himself to me." Dane tuts
"Oh. He's told you?" I ask, surprised.
"Out of respect for my position, yes. Now go and spend some much needed time with my mate before she has another wave of hormones."
I frown, but he just shakes his head and walks out of the door.
Damien is literally stood like a soldier in front of her bedroom door. His hands are clasped together and he stares straight ahead. I try to move silently, but his head slowly turns in my direction. He does not speak.
"I'm here to see Neah." I whisper. It felt like I had been caught trying to steal
The way he stares back at me makes it sound like I've just told him I have a bomb.
He steps to one side, watching me approach.
With one hand on the door handle, I turn my face to him. "Why are you treating me this way?"
"What way would that be?"
"Like I'm some kind of trash you just chucked out your car window? It's not my fault you have been paired to me! I already told you, just reject me and get it over with!"
One side of his lips tug up, but the smirk quickly disappears.
"Is this a joke to you?" I snap "Do you know how much it is driving me up the wall? Knowing that you are about. Smelling your scent everywhere I go and yet you haven't even made a move. I don't know whether I'm coming or going with you! Do you even want me as a mate?"
My heart thuds in my chest as I rant at him.
"You hate Lycans?" He states after a few minutes of silence.
I feel my cheeks flame, who had told him that?
"Neah is a Lycan." My defence was weak. "She's my closest friend."
"You should hate us." He takes a step closer and leans over me. "We are not the same as you. We are dark. We are cold. We are monsters."
His face is inches from mine. I should be scared by his warning. But this is the closest he had been to me since his arrival and I couldn't tell whether he wanted to fuck me or kill me. But I did know what I wanted.
"I'm not scared of you." I whisper, refusing to move from my spot.
"You should be."
My head slightly shakes at him.
Suddenly, he slams me into the wall, pressing his body up against mine. His lips hit mine with force. A deep longing growl rumbles inside of him as his hands slip under my top and grip my waist. He forces a knee between my thighs, pushing himself even more against me.
When Neah shouts, Damien pulls away. Forgetting me like nothing had just happened.
My heart is pounding in my chest as he enters her room, leaving me semi aroused in the fucking hallway, with the taste of his lips on mine. 'What the fuck was that?' Midnight gasps in annoyance.
'I have to get out of here!'
Slowly, I back away, reaching the stairs. Tears creep in at the corner of my eyes.
"No, not happening." I mutter to myself as I run down the length of the stairs, wiping my eyes. I'm not a crier and I was not about to start now.
Hurrying across the grounds, I enter the hospital.
It was my safe place.
The only place where I had control.
Where everyone in the pack relied on me.
Sinking down behind the station.
I sit quietly, letting Midnight calm me.
Why had I let myself get sucked into it?
Why had I let the bond cloud my judgement?
'We can't help it.' Midnight whispers. 'He brings out feelings that we haven't felt in a long time.'
'He's not Salem.'
'No he's not. Salem did us dirty.' I hear her annoyance, though she will never admit it.
Frustrated, my hand slaps against the tiled floor.
"Angry?" A low voice comes from the other side of the station making me freeze. I thought I was alone.
I couldn't smell anything. I couldn't smell another Wolf. That could only mean one thing.
'Dane.' I link my brother. 'It's here. It's in my hospital.'
'What are you talking about?'
'The Rogue.' I whimper
'We are coming!'
"I would rather you come out." The low voice rumbles. "I just want to talk." The beast speaks
'We should shift.' Midnight mutters
'No, it will attack.'
Slowly, and keeping my back to it, I get to my feet. I had no weapons or anything nearby that could be used to do some harm.
Turning, my breath hitches in my throat. I didn't get a good look at it in the forest but what I see in front of me is so much worse than the Lycans we fought. Damien was right, they are monsters.
It holds its gaze with me. Its nostrils flaring as it tilts its large head to one side. Dried blood coated its sharp teeth and snout. Did it kill someone to get in here?
"You smell of the traitor." It growls
I stare back, refusing to blink in case it moves. A part of me had thought Damien was lying when he said they could speak.
"How...how did you get in here?" I always locked up when I left
"Is that what you will worry about when you are dying Raven?"
"You know my name?" I squeak. My eyes flicker to the door, where was Dane? Or anyone?
"Who are you looking for?" It sounds like it's trying to laugh. "Your new mate? Maybe your big brother? Or perhaps even the female Alpha? None of them can save you, Raven."
'Keep him talking.' Midnight mutters. 'Buy yourself some time.'
"You've been watching me?" I follow Midnight's instructions, maybe then I would stand a chance.
"You can call it that if that makes you feel comfortable."
It hadn't moved an inch since I had been talking to it. Was it trying to freak me out?
"Your eyes keep darting to the door. I assume you have linked one of them." It rises up on its hind legs. "So now it is time for us to leave."
It jumps over the counter at me, its clawed hands locking around me before I have a chance to do anything.
It holds something over my mouth.
No matter how hard I fight, the more I breathe in whats over my mouth, the more I feel my body getting weaker and weaker.
My arms and legs grow heavy and are barely able to move.
It wasn't like fighting one of the bitten where their goal was just to kill in the sloppiest way. This one seemed to know exactly what I was going to try, like they knew me.
I couldn't fight any longer and my head falls back against a solid chest.
"Time for sleep."