The Alpha's Son

As I was leaving my room I turned my head to close my door when someone bumped in to me. I turned my head around irritated that some was not watching where they were watching and bumped in to me. I look down to see the rogue, she kept her head down avoiding eye contact. When she finally raised her head, and her eyes met mine, her eyes said it all, she was terrified and didn't know what to say or do. I searched her face waiting to hear her response, when I noticed a large gash on her left cheek.

It looks fresh like it had just happened this morning. Something in me wanted to ask her what happened, to protect her from this happening again. Wait what am I thinking she a rogue, she probably deserved it. Finally she spoke while keeping eye contact with me.

"I am sorry, it won't happen again, I promise." She said.

When I heard her voice she sounded like an angel my wolf inside kept saying "I think she's our mate", but I told him "she's a rogue she can't be our mate.". I stared at her for a few more minutes, trying to figure out why I feel this pull towards her. Finally I came back to reality. With conflict in my mind and heart at the moment, I spoke.

"Just watch where your going rogue!" and walked past her.

As I was getting ready to head down the stairs, Briana passed me and started to head towards her room. She saw the rogue and headed her way. Something told me stay and watch so I walked a little closer and hid in a doorway. I could hear and see everything that was going on. I watched as Briana walked right up to her.

"Hey lazy get your ass up and get this laundry done, my clothes are not going to wash themselves." she spat at the rogue.

For some reason I was getting angry at her for calling her lazy and the way she talked to her. I kept telling myself she's a rogue your not supposed to feel drawn to her. A few minutes later the rogue spoke up the first time I heard her say something with attitude.

"Do it yourself then you stuck up spoiled bitch" she spat back and the spit in Briana's face.

I found myself smiling at that, I couldn't figure out why but it made me proud. She is a fiesty wolf for a low-level omega I thought. All that washed away when reality came back to me and I heard a "clap" sound. I looked and she had stepped her so hard she fell back, another gash on her right cheek was created.I watched as the blood trickled down her cheek. I got angry all over again, then I saw her stand up and and kick her in the stomach.

Then I saw her kick her in the ribs once, the second hit was worse I heard a loud crack I knew it was her ribs. Sadness took over as I saw her wince at the pain from the beating my sister just gave her. I wanted to protect her and I couldn't figure out why, it bothered me so much, she was just a rogue. Briana knelt back down and said.

"Watch how you talk to me rogue, your a low-level omega wolf, your trash, your nothing, you don't even deserved to be alive, now get your lazy trash up and get the laundry done." and she walked away.

I watched as she struggled to get up, but she got up. Even though she was in pain she picked up all the laundry and made her way to the laundry room. I couldn't figure out why I felt this way towards her, I had to cleared my head. She couldn't be my mate right, she's a low-level omega, and I'm an Alpha there's no way the moongoddess would pair a low-level omega with an Alpha right?