Claimed By The Rogue Alpha novel Chapter 80

Later that night…

==Matteo==

Darkness had covered everywhere now. Night had set in. I could hear the irritating sound of crickets and the breeze. Fucking nature.

I laid on my makeshift bed—which was my perpetual position now—and stared straight ahead. I waited for sleep to take me.

One of my men rose from his bed and walked out of the room, probably to take a piss. I didn't care. Moments later, he dashed back inside, eyes wide open.

But still, that didn’t move me. His words, however, shook my up. "We're surrounded."

At first, it didn't make sense, but then he repeated himself. "Sir, we're surrounded. There're people around the precinct."

I rose from the bed. Surrounded? Bu whom? Whispers broke and I glared at my men. "Shut up!" And there was dead silence.

"Philemon," I called the guard that'd come with the news. "What did you see?"

"Wolves. White wolves. They're hiding in this bushes and possibly armed as well."

I shut my eyes, trying to process the information. White wolves! How on earth had they gotten here? I'd been as discreet as possible. How on earth?

No, this wasn't the time to cuss. I had to be proactive. I went on to calm my men. We wouldn't charge. As per my principles, we would stay here and lay in wait. It was a better tactical approach.

And so, we were hunched on the ground, waiting for them.

The door of our shack was forced open.. Nothing less than thirty wolves trooped in. I charged, ready for battle. I was going to fight till my last breath, not sparing any soul. I did just that.

The assholes came with weapons. So, my men and I had to be extra careful. I worked skillfully, navigating through making sure I didn't get stabbed with their knives. As I fought, someone stabbed my back. Initially, I didn't give it attention, but then it growled and I caught what it said.

"Face me, you murderer." The voice was hella familiar. Curious and ready to know who it was, I dealt one last blow to the guy in front of me before. It was a white wolf, and from the look of things it was ….female?

Yes, I could see how relatively smaller it was. Fuck. I ignored her. I didn't usually face female wolves, but then she dashed on me, forcing me to the ground.

Before I could say anything else, she delivered a blow to my face. I winced. The pain was ephemeral. Having gained composure, I grabbed her hands and with all my might, rolled her to the floor. I raised my hand to smack her across the face, but then something hit me. Her scent. The smell of frangipani. I stopped. Olivia?

No way. No, there was no way. She cut off my thoughts and kneaded my stomach. I fell away from her, stumbling backwards.

She stood from the ground and began dashing out of the room. Wait! I chased after her.

I came outside which was lit up by the half moon, and spotted her dashing deeper into the woods. I followed her. Growling. After some time, she stopped abruptly and I did. I morphed back to my human firm.

"Olivia?" I said, approaching. She halted my steps, by growling.

"Olivia. Is...is that you?"

Roaring, she dashed on me and knocked me to the ground. She punched me. She tried sending another blow, but I held her. "Olivia."

She growled again and attempted tearing her hand off my grip. Unable to stay put, she kicked me in the stomach. And then, mounted on top of me, gripping my neck.

A litany of emotions coursed through me. Bewilderment, relief, fear...and a host of others. Like how the fuck is she a wolf?

"Why are you doing this? Why!"

She didn't respond but kept at what she was doing. Her anger pure. I wasn’t going to fight her. I couldn't. Her once hazel eyes were cold white, blank with no emotions. Who did this too you?

"Shut up!" She spat out and pounded me on the nose. I groaned. "You fucking, stupid, bastard!" Each word was followed by a punch.

Just when I sensed she was about to bite me, a shrill erupted.

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