The Beta's Mate

Josie POV It had been a couple days since I had last seen Sam. I had been shocked when Sam had accepted my rejection. A small part of me had hoped he would continue to refuse. I know it was ridiculous, but I wanted him to fight for me. Not that he had not. He had. I kept shutting him out. He deserved so much better than me. Someone who had not spent a lifetime being a rogue. My father had been the Rogue King, before my twin brother Eric killed him and took over as the Rogue King. A rogue was a wolf who did not want to be a part of a Pack or had been kicked out of a Pack for some reason or other. Others were born into it. As the Rogue King’s daughter, I was born to be a rogue. It was our family’s legacy. Rogue royalty, I think with a sarcastic chuckle. For me all I can remember is pain. Physical pain from inside my body. A pain that twists around your internal organs. And then the physical pain from years of abuse by my father. I nev

Josie POV The day had finally arrived. I was eating my meals, and Jenna was pleased with my limited progress. Adam had finally agreed, although Jenna had already decided she said she wanted to give him the illusion of having a choice. I was moved to the holding cells. Jenna did not want to do healing in the dungeons. Not that I blamed her, I would not want too either. It was a dreary place. As I looked around the room, it was a closed in cell with a door. The only way people could see in was through the door window. And I could see a curtain was placed to block out inquiring minds. I was anxious. I did not realize how badly I wanted this to work. I wanted to feel worthy of being with someone. I wanted too not be a rogue anymore, and I felt like I had the option today. I did not know what would happen after Jenna attempts to heal me, but I would try my best to get Sam back. I had never experienced hope before. Now I seemed to have it,

Jenna POV After diner, I went into my office to check on a few emails. I was planning a Mating Gala in the next week, and I wanted to see who had accepted so far. As a new Luna, I quickly realized we have a lot of unmated wolves in our Pack. I quickly learned that this was the case with other Packs in our alliances. So, I decided to host a gala with the goal for some of our wolves to find their mates. Upon entering a bouquet of white roses catch my attention. I love white roses and it would be just like Adam to leave them for me. With everything going on, he could be so thoughtful. I mind-link him, “Thank you for the beautiful flowers, mate,” I say to him. There is a pause before Adam replies, “I did not send you any flowers.”. Hmmm, I think as I move toward the bouquet first smelling them before I remove the card on the flowers. “From your secret admirer,” it says. I feel a weird feeling in my stomach as Adam walks in looking a

Jenna POV “Dad?” I ask confused. My father looks at me with a mixture of embarrassment and frustration. What is he doing here and what happened to the mystery man I was supposed to meet? I looked around the diner once more in case I have missed him, and this is some bizarre coincidence. “Sit, Jenna,” my father says as he gestures to the server to come take our order. As Adam suggested, I refused anything and sat there expectantly waiting for my father to explain why he was here. He ordered himself a coffee with breakfast. He smirked when I refused to order anything, “Did your mate tell you not to take anything?” he taunts me. Again, I am confused by his behaviour. This is not the man I grew up with. I ignore his question considering standing up and leaving. I would not tolerate his treatment of me, regardless of if he was my father or not. “Why are you here?” I ask my father. He takes a sip of his fresh coffee, and simply looks at me.

Adam POV Jenna had taken a seat on the couch. Jack was standing against the wall next to where she sat. And I was sitting behind my desk. I had been advised two warriors were on their way with Tiffany. The door was open in expectation of their arrival. As the warriors entered the Pack house, we could hear Tiffany screaming profanities at the warriors. They clearly were not bothered by her words as they suddenly appeared with her in the doorway. Pushing Tiffany inside she fell to her hands and knees in the middle of my office. As she turned to scowl at the two warriors, I yelled, “Enough!”. She was startled and suddenly looked around the room realizing where she was. A look of fear crossed her face briefly before she smirked at me. She had the audacity to smirk. She stands in front of me, “You called for me, Alpha? Finally, had enough of your Luna?” she taunts. I see Jenna tense out of the corner of my eye, but she does not rise to the