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Alpha Rogue: Untold

Alpha Rogue: Untold

Author:ArrianeDale

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Werewolf

Introduction
There are different sides of the stories. Reasons why decisions have been made. Reasons that even though will hurt someone has to be done. If only you know what the other is thinking... but would it change anything?
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Chapter

Chase's POV

It was never my intention to hurt her, yet, it was inevitable as I rejected her.

She was right, I rejected her because she was human. I was quick to judge and though it was wrong in human terms, in a world that needs immediate decision and the responsibility that I should always consider my pack, I couldn't accept her. It was not entirely because my mate is a human but because I am a half human. Another human in our bloodline won't do any better in my pack.

My mother's mate was a human, incapable of running a pack of werewolves, grandfather continued his reign until he saw me fit to transfer the position. Truth be told, I never imagine having a mate. Alphas are born and raised only for the pack, at least that's what grandfather used to say. He taught me almost everything that I know. He raised me to be the Alpha.

With human blood, I was not allowed to be in a place with humans as it would corrupt my thinking. I can't be weak. That includes going to the nearby school.

Although the pack was not forbidden, the mere thought of having humans around reminds me of the weakness in my blood.

However, as soon as grandfather left, Kyle and the others managed to convince me to enroll to a school. They reason that I would be dealing with them at some point and as our kind is not well—known, I cannot act like an Alpha all the time. I don't exactly see the need, yet somehow I still comply.

It was a fine day, a good time for a run, instead, I was attending school. Kyle kept reminding me of the things that I shouldn't do like killing someone. I don't kill without enough reason. But if he kept on bugging me, I would have.

First day and my nerves were on edge. The noise did not help with my suddenly ticked nerves. I hid my presence the whole time and I was doing rather well until... in the cafeteria. She walked in. Not minding the funny looks. She seems to be in her own world. That's when Rion uttered the inconceivable, "Mate". My whole world stopped, my sense of time, of reason, of myself waivered at the mere sight of her. I know for a fact what mates are but I never thought that such... that she exists. That I exist for her and... no... my whole world broke as realization sets in. She's a human, and even how amazing she is, she can't be my mate.

And that was how I made an unforgivable decision — rejecting her.

"Nathalia Nicolai." Her name echoed in my head continuing in an endless run. I had to keep in mind that I had to reject her, and I felt disgusted towards myself. How could I reject her?

I almost couldn't contain myself when I saw her witnessing me kissing another girl. I was mad. Maybe, I was desperate to forget how I just rejected her. But she left as if nothing happened, and somehow it made me mad even more. She was a human after all. When I found out that we had a class together, I wanted to curse whoever put me in this class. I knew it was bound to happen. The odds of meeting her or having a class with her, it is possible but I never said I am ready for that.

I wanted to protect her but it is unfair for her. How could the Goddess fated us to be mates?

I was weak and I couldn't imagine the next Alpha to be weaker. I was a fool to even come up with that decision, one after the other, when neither cut the bond. Maybe I regret my decision because she's also the same kind, but much stronger. To think that she knows of the mate bond and I rejected her twice, seeing those bruises and her condition because of me, I started questioning whether what I know and learned are wrong. However, thinking of those things won't do. As she threatened the pack, I saw not the fact the she will indeed prove true to her words, but the glimpse of how she does not want to cause trouble. Her resolve, her stand against an ill—fate, it was fascinating as it was bitter. I suppose both of us knew, neither of us are ready for this. But that, perhaps, made us soulmates.