Tyler p.o.v.

"Get her into the car!" I said making Miles and Josh lift her into the van. He thought to himself "lucky we're in the woods because it would look creepy loading an unconscious female into a van!"

"She's in!" miles reported closing the back door.

"Good, we need to get her to the cells before she wakes up" I said knowing the pack cells were under the pack house, soundproof and easy access to the Alpha.

I hopped in the van and we were off.

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After a short trip we arrive at the pack house, as we did, I contacted the Alpha "we found the rogue, weird though, it's a female, she seems non-threatening just a little thief".

"IT'S A FEMALE!!" he roared through the link, for any human I imagine a major headache would have followed.

Marcus p.o.v.

It was a female rogue, which almost never happening with rogues. There used to be a lot of rogues who traveled between packs, but now few dared to go alone. However, rogues were a lot more dangerous then they had been in the past, I wonder why a female would travel alone and without her mate or family. She would probably be written off, She either had to be part of the pack or there was death.

I sat in my office waiting for the rogue to wake, so they could bring her to me for questioning.

Alex p.o.v.

My eyes cracked open, my body sore from being ATTACKED.

"Morning sunshine" Cleo greeted.

"fuck off!" I hissed

"If I could fuck off, you would be doomed, you know you love me" she beamed inside my head.

"Your right" I muttered.

Looking around, I was in a cell of some sort, walls rusted with steel bars over the windows. I was on a typical steel 'bed' across the steel toilet caked in.......imma say chocolate because I wanted to throw up looking at it.

'Wakey wakey!" the tall blonde said opening the cell door "Time to see the alpha, I pray your future iS bright!"

Alpha was the one of the words I didn't like hearing.

"You could just kill me and get it over with" I stated no emotion causing his eyes to soften.

"Hey..."

"I don't need your pity!" I hissed

"Very well, you either come willingly or I carry you, your choice" he said crossing his beefy arms.

Fuck face.

I didn't reply, no way in hell I would go easily, being a rouge taught me to fight even in my human form.

He sighed, "I didn't want to do this but your being difficult" he said before coming to stand in front of me.

I screamed jumping to the side, but I was too weak at this point to fight properly, considering I was still lightheaded from the earlier blow. He got my hands behind my back before shoving me forward.

"Piece of shit!" I spat

"Watch your pretty mouth" he bit.

The whole way I kicked and struggled making it take longer to get me there, each time his grip got tighter.

I finally got a good shot on the stairs elbowing his face making him let me go, I ran up the flight of stairs to what seemed to be a living area. I eyed the place but didn't look for long... focusing only on a way out. I found a door thank goodness! Opening it, a man outside it with blonde hair, brown eyes, and roughly 5'9".

"Shit I'm screwed! I thought to myself.

"Nice try I guess Tyler can't handle a little rogue." He said pushing me to the ground onto my stomach, latching my hands with silver handcuffs which burned like hell!

"Kinky" I hissed jokingly.

"Tough now but wait till you meet the alpha" he growled "though we shall see what he does with a human rogue".

Yes, human I though sarcastically!

Stupid mutt.

It didn't matter if you were human, you were made to belong to a pack or you had your freedom taken, in this world, you were supposed to be belonged to a pack.

I huffed as he got me to my feet shoving me forward, "damn they couldn't just ask if I could walk?" though fear was racing through me I kept the outside calm. But as we got closer to his office I started to panic.

Wiggling, trying to once again get away, I shouted "PLEASE JUST KILL ME!"

Tyler stopped surprised, quickly shaking it off he took the cuffs off, opened the massive door, and pushed me in closing it behind me, I turned around a jiggled the handle with no luck because...

locked

"Turn rogue and stand before me!" he growled.

I turned, looking at a huge man sitting at a desk, eyes ice blue, hair brown, tanned and muscular. At this point it was (A) safe to say I was dead, and (B) shaking uncontrollably and (C) trying desperately not to shift. I would have put money on uncle being the one to kill me but this was much worse!

"What are you doing on my land." he stated no emotion in his voice. I didn't answer shrinking back against the wall.

" WHAT IS YOUR NAME?", when I didn't answer again he was up in my face "DO YOU LIKE DEFYING AN ALPHA" he said wrapping his hand around my neck lifting me into the air, cutting my oxygen off.

Sparks flew where his hands were, next thing I know I'm being dropped, hitting the ground with a thud.

"Mate" he choked, falling to his knees concern on his face.

'Mate' Cleo gushed, like I didn't just get choked by him!

I gasped for air coughing, putting my hands to my throat, tender to the touch. Definitely going to be bruised.

"Shit! do I never get a break?!" I thought to myself.

'he's our break' Cleo purred

Gross