06
I also watch my Mate.
I am not sure what Alphas do, all I know is that they are the leader of the pack. One of the many things prodding me in the back of the head is the title, Luna. She is the queen to the Alphas king. Will I become Luna ? The girl that was locked in an attic then hidden at her grandmother’s house, the girl who speaks to a person no one else can see. I do not sound like the person for the job. Not only am I clueless about Alphas, but Luna’s also, which seems obvious. How can one know about the Luna and not the Alpha, and the other way around ?
« Listen, we aren’t trying to cause you any trouble. »
My head turns in the direction of the voice.
Off to the right, in the direction of the building, I see three men, one of them being Ryker. The other two look to be standing against the wall, their backs to the dull bricks. « What’s going on over there ? »
« Nothing, now keep walking, » my mate says uneventfully, though there seems to be something going on. As I look closer and think harder, I realize that those two men must be the rogues Ryker was talking about.
My feet begin to lead me in that direction, driving me away from my grandmother’s house.
« You are not going over there, » my mate grabs my arm. « Just a minute ago you were begging to see your grandmother, so that is what we are going to do. »
« What’s happening over there ? » I question while pulling my arm from his grasp. « Those are the rogues, what are they doing ? » My mate says nothing but gives me a certain look. « I want to go over there. »
« You are not going over there. »
Suddenly, I spin around and quickly walk in the direction my feet are dying to take me in. I can feel my mate behind me. Surprisingly, I notice an object in Ryker’s hand, but I cannot see it clear enough to tell what it exactly is.
« I said—« he begins, and I interrupt.
« What is he holding ? Is that a… Is that a gun ? » Immediately, I start to move faster. « He has a gun, » I glance back at shout at my mate, who oddly, does not seem as surprised as I am.
That man, Ryker, he is going to hurt those people, he is going to shoot them.
« You have to stop him ! »
« Evangeline, stop, » my mate says harshly. « Don’t make me force you. »
His threat only makes me move faster, and soon enough the three notice me hurrying towards them. « I see your gun ! » I yell to Ryker as I stomp accusingly up to him. « How could you do something like this ? »
He peers behind me, at the Alpha, looking right past me as if he did not hear me. « We are leaving, » my mate tells me, not giving me any options by the tone of his voice.
Without thinking, I snatch the weapon from Rykers grasp and hold it to my chest.
« Evangeline, let go of the gun, » he says carefully and reaches his hand out, expecting me to give it to him.
I ignore my Mate and glare at Ryker. « You were going to kill these people. »
« Yes, as my Alpha ordered me to. »
My brow furrows together before I look back to him. « You ordered these people to be killed ? » I ask with the gun still in my hand.
My mate suddenly steps forward lunging for the weapon, but I move away and hold the gun up out of fear. The nozzle points directly at his chest. « Give me the gun, » his voice grows more tense, more unforgiving.
« You were going to kill me—you called me a rogue ! »
« Why would I kill you ? » He steps closer. « Why would I kill my own mate ? »
My hand begins to shake. « I-I… All I want is to see my grandmother. »
« We can do that. »
« And I want these people let go, a-along with the girl that was in my cell, » I order, the gun still pointing at him. Obviously, I am not going to shoot anything, but they do not need to know that.
« I can’t do that, » he says.
I straighten my arm, emphasizing that there is indeed a gun pointing at his chest.
« I know you aren’t going to shoot me. You can’t. » His eyes gaze steadily into mine, making me clench my free hand into a fist. « Now give me the gun, so you don’t hurt yourself, and we can go see your grandmother. »
« No, I want them let free. You called me a rogue and all I did was accidentally step on your land. »
« Yes, » one of the men against the building calls out. « We did not know this was claimed land, Alpha, or we would have stayed far away. »
My mate does not engage with the man, but instead, he attempts to grab the gun again, this time gripping my arm, holding me in place. Knowing that if he gets it, these people will die, I do the only thing that I know will make him listen to me.
I quickly hold the gun up to my head.
My mate lets go immediately.
« Let them go, » I repeat, and this time I see the fear in his eyes. « I’ll do it. »
« Evangeline, please. Move the gun. »
« After they are let go. »
He runs his hand through his hair. « Fine, let them go, I don’t care. Now give me the gun. »
« And the girl in my cell. »