Chapter 7

DONALD

"What?!" He stood up from his chair and stood behind me and his eyes widened in astonishment. "That's not possible. How did that happen?"

I looked at him and opened my palms on either side of me as I shrugged. "I'd like to blame the moon goddess for casting such a cruel fate on me." I ran a hand through my hair again, this time messing it up as the image of Julie's body flew into my memory again. For goodness sake!

"Wait, hold on. If that's what happened, don't tell me you slept with her. Did you?" He asked again and when I nodded affirmatively, Ray sat back on the couch and looked at my table for a few seconds, before he motioned for me to tell the story. I told him what happened, from meeting her at the club to spending the night with her and then finally rejecting her as my mate, and when I was done, Ray whistled loudly.

"You rejected her, and she did the same?" I nodded again, and he shook his head. "I'm sorry, man. That's the worst thing to happen to anyone, especially you."

For a second, I wanted to tell him about my regrets in immediately rejecting her, but I stopped myself. As an Alpha, I needed to be firm on my decision and show no sign of weakness, not even to my best friend. Opposite me, Ray began to stroke his chin, deep in thought, before he started,

"Donald, you know what this means right?"

"What?" I asked, my mind still flooded with the rapid events that had taken place in my life within twenty four hours.

"Julie Scarborough is the deadliest rogue alive, and I'm completely sure this development has angered her just as much as you," he said, and while I dimly wondered if I had told him I was angry, he continued, "Valleyfield Pack may be in danger if she decides to react and take vengeance."

I sat forward in my seat and looked at Ray with angry eyes. "She'll be crazy to attempt it."

"That woman is crazy, Donald. Very crazy," he murmured, and a tingle went up my spine. What had the goddess dragged me into?

JULIE

Getting to my Rogue territory, my head banging with a series of pain and anger. I really wish I didn't go to the club last night. All this wouldn't have happened. Why was I in the influence of alcohol to the extend of leading me to have sex with that Alpha. The last thing I really want is a mate, but if the goddess wanted to give me a mate she shouldn't have given me a top tier pack Alpha. The goddess must have purposely made us mate even though we have been long enemies.

I shook my head and sighed before walking to the house door, but before I pushed my way in, I arranged my hair which looked shattered and unkept before walking into the house. I looked at Sharon who was seated comfortably on the chair with a glass cup of wine in her hand, her attention was on the television. She dropped the glass cup on the table and walked up to me hurriedly as she noticed my mood and facial look which seemed different from yesterday's look.

"What happened?" She asked with a worried look but I only walked past her, giving her a false statement. I walk into my room with my head aching badly. If I haven't left Sharon or walked out on her, she won't stop pestering me with questions, which is the last thing I needed. All I really needed now was how to have a warm shower to cool my brain and to take the recent memory of last night with Alpha Donald out of her brain. I walk into the bathroom with my dress on me. I really have to wash his fucking scent out of my dress, I would have given it to one of the maid to wash but I have to wash it by myself considering how Sharon was sniffing my dress. I pulled off my dress, I took a blue fragrance soap and washed as much as I could till his scent faded. I entered the bathtub filled with warm foaming water. I washed my body thoroughly with the warm water. I dipped my head into the bathtub trying to erase the memory but it seemed the more I try to forget, the more it became clearer. I stood up from the bathtub with water dripping across my body. I reached for a towel and wrapped it around my waist. I walked out of the bathroom and dried my body with the towel. I put on some casual clothes and walked towards the door to lock it.

"Oh! Why can't I just forget last night's memory?" I thought as the memory gushed into my head. I ruffled my hair angrily and fell hard on the bed. I looked up as a knock landed on the door.

"Who's at the door?" I asked even though I already knew it was Sharon.

"Julie open the door." She said and I rolled my eyes.

"I can't really, I am really not in the mood." I said.

"Okay Julie but what's wrong with you? You've been acting strange and you locked yourself up for the past five hours." Sharon said and my eyes widened. I didn't know I had spent up to that hour, all I could think of was how to get rid of those ugly thoughts.

"Come back in the next two hours, I need to rest." I said and I could hear her hiss as she walked away.

I laid flat on the bed thinking of a possible way of easing me to forget the last night's memory. I closed my eyes and dozed off as no idea seemed to be helping.

I woke up with a soft yawn as a knock more like a bang landed on the door. It must be Sharon. I used up to 2 hours, I looked at the wall clock and confirmed it. I really slept long peacefully without any thinking but I had to be woken by Sharon. Now I am back to my ordeal. I stood up from the bed and walked toward the door. I opened the door and Sharon walked into the room with a smile beaming on her face. Her smile vanished as she noticed my mood.