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POV Fedora

How? My voice broke into a tiny, shaking whisper. How do you know my exact name?

The heavy words felt completely stuck in my dry throat.

He reached out his large hand. His long fingers held up my silver necklace. The metal caught the light as he gently dropped it into my open palm.

The name is carved right inside the metal. His dark eyes watched my face closely.

Oh. A huge, shaky breath left my chest. Thank you.

I dropped my gaze to the floor, holding the cold necklace tight in my hand.

He leaned back and sat right on the edge of his massive wooden desk. He crossed his strong arms over his bare chest. He kept staring deeply into my eyes. His face showed absolutely zero emotion. I could not read his mind at all.

So, where exactly did you swim from? His deep voice echoed in the quiet room.

My heart did a painful flip. I kept my chin pointed down, staring at my bare toes.

I was running away from someone very bad. I chewed on my bottom lip nervously. I had no other choice. So, I jumped off a very high cliff into the water.

He lifted a hand and rubbed his rough chin. Hmm. Very weird.

He pushed himself off the desk, standing tall again.

I would actually love to know exactly who this person is. A dark, dangerous shadow crossed his handsome face. But I honestly do not care. There is absolutely no one in this world stronger than me. You are completely safe here for now.

A shiver ran down my spine. I nodded my head fast, totally terrified of his powerful energy. Thank you, Alpha.

Inside my head, I sent up a massive prayer. Thank goodness he did not ask for a name. If he found out I was running from his dangerous brother, Damon, he would hate me instantly.

He would probably throw me right back into the ocean.

He took a slow step closer to me. My breath hitched. He stopped right in front of me, leaning his head down slightly to trap my eyes with his. He reached his hand out.

His rough fingers gently brushed a piece of messy hair away from my face, tucking it slowly behind my ear.

Follow me. He dropped his hand and turned around.

I quickly moved my feet to keep up with his long steps. We walked out the golden door and down the bright hallway.

As we passed by the large windows, every single maid and guard stopped their work. They froze in their tracks.

Their eyes glued to my face. Some of them dropped their cleaning cloths. Others opened their mouths in pure shock. They stared at me like a dead ghost had just walked into their home.

My stomach twisted into tight knots. Why were they looking at me like that? I took a deep breath. I kept my back very straight and forced my face to stay completely blank. I could not let them see how scared I really felt inside.

I finally gathered enough courage to speak up. Where exactly are you taking me?

You will see. He snapped the words out sharply, not even bothering to turn his head to look at me.

We finally stopped in front of a tall white door. He pushed it open.

I stepped inside, and my mouth fell open. The floor was covered in a soft, white rug that felt like clouds under my feet. Soft pink curtains hung over huge glass windows, letting in bright sunlight.

A massive bed with fluffy pink pillows sat right in the middle. The bright walls looked like a magical picture from a child's book. Simple words could never truly explain how gorgeous this space was.

This will be your new room. He stood leaning against the door frame.

I was still spinning around, trying to take in the beautiful sights, when a movement caught my eye. A young girl, maybe a year or two younger than me, stepped out from a small kitchen area attached to the bedroom.

She lowered her head quickly in a deep bow. Good morning, Alpha Michael.

He gave her a single, short nod. He turned his dark eyes back to me.

This will be your own personal maid. Her name is Ella. He pointed a finger at the young girl. She will attend to your every single need.

A bright, genuine smile finally grew on my face. I looked around the amazing pink room for another long second. This felt like a crazy dream.

He stepped back into the hallway. Before pulling the door shut, he paused and looked at me one last time.

Oh, and get yourself cleaned up and prepared.

His eyes turned deadly serious. I am taking you to an important pack meeting.

Rogue's POV

The device in my hand suddenly started beeping.

Finally. After all this time.

I quickly picked up my phone and called the boss.

"I think the girl is in this pack, just like you said. The device has finally activated."

There was a brief silence before the boss spoke.

"Don't just stand there. Go find her."

Her voice turned cold.

"That girl will be mine..."

And at that moment, I knew everything was about to change.