Fated to the Rogue Alpha

Vynessa;

Have you ever locked yourself in a bathroom, cried, washed your face, and come back to join the others as if nothing happened?

That's me right now as I sit at the dinner table with my father and his family after just losing my fifth mate, to the cold hands of death. And my wedding was to happen in three days' time.

I don't know what to make of life anymore. but I know to keep my late mother's name alive, I have to survive this dilemma. She has been the only one who has truly cared for me. She made me promise to bear her a pup. And the pup is to be named after her. That was my promise to her before she took her last breath.

That's the gift I owe her for exchanging her life for me that night. But looking at the way the Goddess keeps playing tricks with me, by killing any male wolf who dares to put a ring on my finger, and plans on taking me to the wedding altar, I feel I'm truly cursed.

Earlier this morning, the Goddess succeeded in killing the fifth male wolf. The last man who wanted to take a 25-year-old Gamma Wolf like me, away from the wings of my evil stepmother and step-sister.

The two evils who have full control over my father.

I'm fighting to stop the pain in my heart, and the tears that dare to flow down my cheeks because I can't let them see me as weak. That is what they desire, and I would rather die than give them that desire.

"Vynessa!" Father calls out, sliding a document through the dinner table, toward me. "I know you just lost the only man who had considered you worthy to be a wife, but right now, you have to focus on being useful to the family," he announces, standing up from his position.

Without thinking of my actions, I also sprint up from my seat, "What is this document, Father? And I think this is not the right way for a father to speak to his grieving daughter," I rush toward him, the document sitting perfectly in my hand.

His angry gaze sizes me from my forehead to my toes as his nose scrunches up in disgust. Immediately, I bit my tongue. I'd spit the wrong words. But I'm not moved by Father's angry stares. At least, not anymore. This has been his usual stare at me after the death of Mother, and his concubine-turned wife taking hold of him.

"That document in your hands is a contract marriage between you and Alpha Kryptos. It's already signed. Get ready, the wedding is in a weak time," his voice low, but powerful. Father makes to leave, but I grip his hand. My knees fall right before him.

"Please... Fath...er," my lips quiver even as I try to stop them from shaking. Tears filled my eyes.

Alpha Kryptos is one of the deadliest, and oldest Alphas in all the kingdoms. He's cruel and heartless. One who hates women so much. A lot of she-wolves have died in his hands after their fathers married them off to him. Only two old ones survived, and are still married to him.

I heard the things they had to go through to survive. Terrible things that will kill me just a few days with him.

Father snatches his hand from my hold, "Don't, Vynessa. Staring at you, I hate the fact that I'm your father. You look pathetic and weak."

My jaw tightens as I gaze at him, trying to understand when the once lovely father I had, turned into this. How did everything change so fast? Why?

I let out a breath of frustration, pushing my tears to the back of my head, "How do you expect me to marry a man who is older than you and already has two wives, Father? If Mother was to be alive, would you do this to me?" My voice is soft. I dare not raise it at him.

He immediately throws his face to the side, "You have no say in this. Alpha Kryptos has already sealed the business deal with the family. You either get married or he will have you banished from the pack," and with his cold words, he walks away.

My heart rips, beating faster than ever as my tears blur my sight. Slightly, my body trembles as sadness washes over me, and I grind my teeth hard, fighting my emotions.

The giggling coming from the side of my step-mother, Loxley, and step-sister, Camilla, is making my blood boil even more. I know they planned it all. My father would never have made such a decision of sending me off to the home of an old man, if these evil females didn't have their fog over him.

"You should be grateful that a cursed she-wolf like you, who has every male Wolf fleeing from her, finally found an Alpha. At least, he is powerful, and can't be killed by the curse you got from killing your mother," the annoying voice of my step-mother, Loxley Gravus, comes flooding into my head, causing my claws to bear forth in rage.

I bite hard on my tongue as I rise from the floor. Without uttering a word, I storm away from her and her mini-evil, because if I don't, I promise I will tear off their flesh. And I wouldn't mind facing the consequences of being banished.

Leaving Father's house, and running through the woods, the sorrow that destroys my heart feels like a relentless storm, tearing me apart from the inside out. My father's words, like a dagger, pierce my soul, leaving me gasping for air. The thought of that old, ruthless Alpha having me, makes my skin crawl.

My feet suddenly halt in front of the flowing river, which is surrounded by green grass, and I allow my tears to stream down my face. I grip my hair, screaming and tearing through my flesh as the weight of the forced marriage settles upon me, suffocating me.

I hear my Wolf whimpering in pain even as she keeps healing my physical wounds. And I know if she wasn't born mute, she would say some words to fix my bleeding heart. Maybe I'm truly cursed, and my precious Wolf is also suffering because of my curse.

Just then, a loud, powerful howling approaches me from inside the woods. My eyes sprint through, trying to catch a glimpse of what is to come.

My whimpering Wolf suddenly begins to spin in excitement as the howling approaches even more. A whiff of nice woodsmoke welcomes my nose, filling my body with passion I've never felt before.

The howling stops but the scent becomes more prominent. For the first time, I feel my Wolf, Vance, forcing herself to speak but can't because of my curse.

The wind suddenly comes alive, blowing heavily on the trees, and I know it's time for me to return. Turning on my heels, I feel a hard grip on my waist, pulling me closer. My boobs rest against a broad chest.

My trembling eyes travel up, to take a look at the 6 '3 figure man standing in front of me. My heartbeat increases. The passion within me becomes intense. My gaze locks with his.

The thought of how a man can be this tall, with a perfect body build, light blue eyes, chiseled features, and dark messy but unique hair, fills my mind.

He is the most handsome man I've set my eyes on, but the cruel smile playing on his lips sends a chill down my spine.

I push onto his arms, trying to free myself from his hold. He grabs me tightly, pressing me into him, and I find myself melting into his arms.

His finger runs through my face to my chin, he lifts it up, looking over me. "Finally, I've found you," he utters. His voice, deep and perfect. Also filled with authority.

The whole of me becomes vulnerable right before this handsome stranger.

Alpha Arkon;

My Wolf, Atan, roars as my eyes on our mate are unwavering. She has the perfect she-wolf height for me, 5'6, and I can't get enough of her dark flickering eyes. My hand runs through her lower back to her long straight hair as I lean my face further in her.

With the stare in her eyes, it seems she doesn't recognize me as her fated mate, but I can tell she is fighting within herself to resist my handsome charms.

I bet you, she can not, because no she-wolf has ever resisted me.

Standing before her, my body is already burning with the desire to have her because her presence has overshadowed my thinking.

"Please, let go of me," she softly utters, but the stare in her eyes says something different. It's evident she wants me.

My eyes dart to her full lips as I slant my head, placing my lips on hers.

She parts her lips, and locks it with mine, giving me the approval I need. I hold her neck, kissing her passionately, and I feel her hands gripping my body causing my cock to kick.

I lift her and carefully place her on the grass, lying on her, my waist leaning in between her thighs. She reaches out for my white shirt, and like a hungry dog tears it off, and sends her hand to my belt.

I know she is dying to have me, and I suddenly assist her with my belt because I'm also dying to fuck her after many years of searching for her. We both undo my belt and zip, taking off my pants as I reach out to her dress wrap, also undo it, revealing her full boobs before me.

My mouth claims her left nipple and her soft moan fills my body with much desire, causing me to tear her pants in a flash, my cock penetrating her tiny dripping pussy.

Moaning harder as I hold her waist, thrusting her pussy, her boobs bouncing while she moans asking me to go harder.

We are so engrossed in our sexual pleasure, that none of us care about the fact that we are in the woods and anyone can walk in.

With each thrust, I feel an intense pleasure building up inside me. It's like a wave growing stronger and stronger, about to crash. My body is tense, my feelings heighten. I'm losing control, but I don't want to stop it.

The sensation is overwhelming, and all-consuming. I'm at the edge, and then... I climax. A rush of ecstasy washes over me, and I feel myself release inside of her, and everything within me becomes calm.

My body falls to the side, my lips slightly curve, a faint smile playing on them as I hold her in my arms. Can't believe how everything happened so fast but I'm glad that she is finally mine.

Her soft hand plays on my chest, giving me a relaxation I never felt, and just in a few moments, my eyes close in deep sleep.

"Alpha Arkon!... Alpha Arkon! Mr. Gravus and his family are already at the guestroom, awaiting your arrival!" The voice of my head warrior keeps ringing in my head, disrupting my precious nap, and causing me to wake up.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, Cormac? Is this part of your duty?" I sit upright, my face contorting into a frown. "Why are you here, and h....? My voice suddenly cuts in my throat, my eyes widen, and my neck moves side by side searching for her.

Pointing at the position she is supposed to be, my angry gaze fixes on Cormac, "Where is she?"

"Where is who, Alpha?" He runs his eyes everywhere in confusion, and the rest of my men do the same. "There was no one here when we arrived, Alpha. Who do you speak of?"

I let out a soft sigh, and stand up from the grass as the realization of the fact that she has decides to flee before I wake up, hits me. But she can't run too far or run away from me. She is already mine, and I will look for her and claim her after I'm done with my purpose of visiting this pack.

I snatch my clothes from the grass, dress up, and storm out of the woods, my men follow behind me.

Getting to the guest room, and meeting up with Mr. Gravus, his wife, and his daughter, a big smile spreads on my face. He is my father's old-time friend, and I always respect him whenever he requests my attention. However, this is the first time I'm meeting up with his family.

"Alpha Arkon! Thank you for honoring my invitation," Mr. Gravus rises from his position, with his head bowed in respect. He introduces his wife and daughter to me, and I order him to take his seat as I sit in front of them.

"So tell me, Mr. Gravus, why did you request my presence in your pack? You know as the Alpha of the Rogues, I'm only required to leave my pack for something very important."

He clears his throat into his fist, "I will head straight to the point because you are a busy man. I'm here to request two things from you, and I hope my request gets granted," he fixes his gaze at me.

My head nods as my ears straighten, waiting for his request.

"My younger daughter over here, Camilla," he points at her. "Informs me about her feelings for you, after the very first time she saw you at the event I attended at your pack, alongside her. She says her only desire right now is to be your Luna. She went as far as turning down the proposal of the Alpha who wanted her for your sake," Mr. Gravus pushes forward on the couch as he continues....

"I understand this is a little too much, but please I would love it if you consider her as one of the she-wolves waiting in line for you to pick them as your Luna. She can be your first choice. I promise you she is strong and commanding, even as a Gamma Wolf."

I whiff in amusement over his request. Such a lovely father. This is the first time he has ever requested anything from my household after he saved my father's life from that fire. His daughter looks beautiful, but I do not want her, not even when I've met my mate.

I push my head backward, crossing my right leg over the left, "Mr. Gravus, I understand your...."

"Please, Alpha! Don't give me any response right now. I would appreciate it if you give my request a proper thought before giving me a response," he stretches forth his hand toward his wife. She pulls an invite from her handbag, and hands it over to him.

He stands up, giving the invitation card to me, "This is an invitation to the wedding of my older daughter, Vynessa. She is getting married to the Alpha of our pack in a week's time, and I will wish for you to attend. Thank you for your time, Alpha. We wish to take our leave," and with that, they all walk out of my room.

I hold the invite in my hand, my lips curve into a faint smile. It's funny how that old Alpha of their pack still wants the taste of young blood. Fucking bastard.

I don't think I can attend this unimportant wedding because I have a lot on my desk, and the most important is finding my mate.

Standing up from the sofa, I request the presence of my warriors. When they arrive, we all step out to go look for my runaway fated mate.

Vynessa;

It's been five days already since my father locked me up in my room after I returned home from the woods. He's doing everything within him to make sure I don't escape before my wedding with that old man.

The wedding is in two days' time, and for the first time, I'm hoping that my curse comes into play. The Moon Goddess, who enjoys taking the lives of my mates before my wedding, should take this old man's life. I will be very grateful. But it seems she's playing her tricks once again by keeping this one alive and ruining my life.

I know my life seemed ruined before my father informed me about this marriage, but I was ready to try something again with a young male wolf. At least someone who can satisfy me sexually like that strange young man.

Even being locked up in this room, I sometimes find myself gushing over the one-time sex I had with him. For the first time, I allow my sexual emotions to take full control of me for a man I know nothing of, but I don't regret any bit of it.

It's a one time thing, and I know it's nothing special to him. A handsome man like him can have whatever she-wolves he desires, and love will be far away from his heart.

I had to leave when he was fully asleep because I didn't want to see his reaction when he woke up. I've heard a lot of she-wolves speak about how badly they get treated after a one-time sex with a handsome male, a wealthy male, or an Alpha male. This set of men is filled with pride, and I don't want to give an opportunity to any of them to make jest of me.

But I'm slightly fulfilled that I get to have the last feel of a young cock before my wedding to an old man, and I don't know if I will ever allow that old man to have access to my body.

"Vynessa! Alpha Kryptos is here!" My father announces as he finally opens the door of my room.

A tall man in a blue tailored suit walks into my room. His silver hair slick back, revealing a face etched with ruthlessness. His piercing brown eyes shine with cruelty as he fixes them on me.

Despite his advanced age, he bleeds a sense of power, and his broad shoulders square, his posture confident. His hands wrinkled but still firm, resting comfortably in his pockets. My eyes widen and my heart skips in fear.

Just a stare at his face, I know I'm done for, getting married to him.

"Did your father tell you my reason for getting married to you?" He picks up a fancy small ball on my dressing table, rolling it in his hands, his gaze fix on it.

"I don't know, and I don't care. I do not want...."

"Shh, quiet! Halting his left finger at my face, his eyes still fix on the ball. "I'm not seeking your opinion. I only need a yes or no to my questions."

I anxiously gulp, my heart racing, and I feel my body temperature rise in anger, "My father didn't give me a reason," gripping onto my dress.

"One month after this wedding, I need a son from you. I hate unproductive she-wolves," he drops the ball on the dressing table, and makes to walk away.

"I will never bear you an heir, male or female because...." instantly he storms toward me, gripping my jaw, his fingers pressing in, causing tears to well up my eyes.

His lips twirl to the side, a cruel smile playing on them. "You do not have a say in this. One more word from your sinking mouth, I will make sure to cut off your tongue," he flings my face to the side and storms out of my room.

I feel weakness in my legs, my body trembles as I fall to the ground, clutching my dress and whimpering. For real, my life is over. I have nowhere to run to because I know he will find me, and I can't take my own life because I promised my mother I would never. The only thing left for me is to stay in this room and wait for the day of my wedding with this beast.

I break into heavy tears.

*********

"As of today, I pronounce you, husband and wife. You may kiss the bride," the priest pronounces as I stand at the wedding altar, facing the ruthless old man. Tears well up in my eyes.

Alpha Kryptos brings his lips closer to mine, and I throw my face to the side.

He pauses, his eyes narrowed as he grinds his teeth in anger. "Don't you dare act stupid before me or I will end your miserable life," he wraps his hand around my waist, dragging me closer to himself.

I make to speak but the stares from everyone around halt my words in my throat. I dare not respond to the Alpha or show a sign that I'm trying to challenge him in the presence of everyone. Trust me, I won't live to see the next minute.

Praying for this wedding to finally come to an end, when I hear powerful howlings approaching the wedding garden. My eyes move to the side and I see a pack of rogues emerging from the trees, their eyes fixed on me.

"Who invited these rogues to my occasion?" Alpha Kryptos roars.

My father rushes forward, holding the hand of Alpha Kryptos who has finally let go of my waste. "The rogues are not here to interfere with your business, Alpha. I invited their Alpha, Alpha Arkon, to this great occasion," my father softly utters, causing me to wonder about his connection with the Alpha of the Rogues.

The Rogues are believed to be deadly, and very gruesome. No pack dares to challenge them or their Alpha. However, I do not know what he looks like.

The only Alphas who had once challenged the Rogues were the Alpha of my pack, Alpha Kryptos, and the young Alpha of the DeadMoon Pack, Alpha Thane. Because they are also ruthless.

"Why would I want to waste my precious time attending the wedding of an old man who is meant to be in his grave?" I hear a familiar deep voice, coming from the middle of the pack. "I'm here to claim my fated mate," the voice howls, and the pack of Rogues split in two, revealing the handsome stranger I had one-time sex with.

My eyes widen, my heart racing faster but my chest feels constricted, like a vice is tightening around it. How did I stupidly give my body to the Alpha of the Rogue? Someone whose father caused the death of my mother.

I clutch onto my chest, fighting to grasp when he suddenly storms toward me, gripping my hand. "You are my reason for showing up here, Mate," he pulls me behind him.

Mate? What is this man speaking of? The Moon Goddess is too wicked to connect my fate with the son of my mother's murderer.

The weakness I feel in my body makes me vulnerable. He makes to leave with me when Alpha Krypto suddenly holds my other hand, "She is already married to me, and you have no right over her," he roars, and I notice the anger that fills the eyes of both men.