Taming the Alpha

Step Eleven

"What's she doing here?" A voice sneered. I snapped out of my thoughts to realize that pervert rogue was standing in front of us, a snarl on his face. Fear coursed through my bones and I stepped back, getting ready to make a run for it. His good eye scanned my body, a nasty smirk stretched across his face, causing his torn ear to rise a little. I could already tell he was imagining everything he wanted to do with me.

"If you look at her again, I will kill you." Brute growled, his power rolling off him in waves. My wolf was shrinking away even though it wasn't directed towards me. Pervert rogue didn't show any emotion, but I was sure his wolf was feeling the same as mine. He gave a short nod before running off without giving me a second look. I let out the breath I didn't realize I was holding in as Brute turned to me.

"Thank you." I muttered, giving him a small smile. He seemed confused by this, but gave me a small nod and continued walking. My chest tightened when I noticed we were walking towards the house where Brute lived. Wolves around stopped and stared at us as we passed by. Most of them checked me out, but their reactions were mixed. Some with lust, some with hate, and even some with confusion. I wasn't sure what they thought of me. They probably thought I was another one of their Alpha's victims that he was going to rape and kill. I was starting to think that until most of their reactions turned to confusion or surprised when Brute led me right up to the door of the house. It didn't seem like he was notorious for bringing girls into his room from what his wolves' expressions were telling me. Maybe I was special to him.

He led me through the house and up the stairs. We came across a door and when he opened it I recognized his room right away. My heart sped up when he closed the door, and it wasn't because of fear of being killed. Knowing that we were alone caused my skin to flush.

"You can set your bag down." He said, sitting down on his bed. His eyes stayed on me as I slipped my backpack off and set it in the corner of the room.

"This- this is a nice room." I stuttered under his gaze.

"You're so weak." He commented, standing up again. I flinched at his words and looked everywhere except at him. I couldn't deny what he said, though, because he was right. I couldn't even imagine how weak I seemed to him compared to all the power he possessed. His power literally radiated off of him, and it didn't help that he was coming closer to me. I didn't move and instead let him stop in front of me, only inches separating us. He brought his hand up and rested it on my cheek. Heat and tingles shot through my cheek and then throughout my body from his touch. My wolf gained a little control of my body and she leaned into his touch, almost rubbing my cheek against his hand.

"I know how you can access your real strength and power." He told me. My whole body froze at his statement. He knew how I could overcome being the runt? If he was telling the truth, I would no longer be a disgrace to my family. I could finally be able to prove myself to everyone and not be the weak link. Lucas wouldn't have to look after me anymore and the bullying would stop. I would be able to train and be considered an actual werewolf.

"How?" I asked, looking up at him. So many emotions swirled through his eyes and I had no clue what any of them meant. One emotion stood out, though, when a smirk started tugging his lips. I suddenly had a bad feeling about what he was going to say next.

"Completing the mating process." He answered. My stomach fell while heat flared in my cheeks. It was true, though, mating tended to make female werewolves stronger. Usually it wasn't by much, but it could be different because of how powerful Brute was. This also meant that Brute wasn't going to reject me again, unless he wanted us to both slowly die. I couldn't find a reason to say no.

"Okay." I whispered, nodding. Surprise shot through his eyes but it quickly went away as he advanced on me. He didn't waste any time to close the gap between us and brought his lips to mine. It was like fireworks had exploded between us and it felt like absolute bliss. I let my hands run up his chest before snaking them around his neck. His hand was no longer on my cheek and instead traveled down my body before resting on my hips. That didn't last long until his hands went further and gripped the back of my thighs and throwing me up. Out of instinct I wrapped my legs around his waist, causing heat to burn between my thighs. My whole attention stayed on his lips, but in the back of my head I could tell that we were moving. One moment I was being held up and the next Brute was gently setting me down on the bed. He stayed on top of me, making sure he didn't crush me with his weight. The only time he pulled away was to literally tear my shirt and pants off, leaving them in a shredded pile on the floor. Fire raged through my body as his hands roamed my bare skin. I wanted to feel the same so I tugged at the bottom of his shirt, knowing I wouldn't be able to tear it off like him. Brute pulled away slightly to allow me to pull the shirt over his body before throwing it in the pile with my clothes. I went to do the same with his pants, but he was already pulling them down. Once they were finally off, he picked me up and threw me more onto his enormous bed. I didn't have time to get my bearings as Brute was on top of my again. I could feel him against me but my attention turned to his ripping my panties off of me. A small gasp escaped my lips at the sudden moment, which seemed to turn him on even more. A growl rumbled through his chest and he pulled his boxers down, chunking them across the room. I made the mistake of allowing my eyes to travel down and I literally froze. My brain slowed down as I realized what exactly I was about to do. I was about to lose my virginity to my mate. That was a pretty common thing among wolves so in reality I had no reason to freak out, but there was no doubt in my mind this wouldn't be Brute's first time. Hell, it wouldn't be his second time either. Even though it was hard to verify because every wolf they took never came back alive, rumors were that the rogues raped some of their victims before killing them. I knew it was true because pervert rogue tried to rape me when they attacked my pack. With this knowledge, I knew my mate had been part of this. The sad part is that I wasn't worried about the raping part, I was worried because I was extremely inexperienced. I had done nothing more than a kiss and only could guess what to do based off of books and movies. What if I was horrible? What if the horrible sex made Brute want to reject me again?

"This is not a good time for you to overreact," Brute's rough voice pulled me out of my trance. I realized then that his hands were no longer on me and instead used them to keep his weight off of me while I mentally freaked out on the inside.

"I've never done this before," I whispered.

"I could've guessed that," He chuckled, a small genuine smirk playing on his lips. When I didn't react to his humor, his smirk fell and his face softened, which looked strange with his red tinted eyes. He moved his hand under my chin and gently pushed my head upwards. He planted a soft against my lips, bringing me a small amount of comfort.

"I can't promise I won't hurt you, but I'll try to take it slow," He reassured me. I bite my lip since I still felt some anxiety, but I still nodded my head. If he was going to be nice while I was inwardly freaking out, then I knew I was okay with completing the mating process and becoming official with the Alpha of Rogues.

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