Lahat ng Kabanata ng Rogue Mate of the Alpha: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Steph POV“What happened to you?!” Shiloh demanded with about fourteen question marks.My heart cinched with joy and guilt. “I’m so sorry, Shiloh,” I said, my voice cracking as I paced around Tyler’s living room. “I didn’t—”“I know you didn’t have your phone, but come on, girl! You’d find a way! You know my number—you do know my number by heart, right?”“Of course I do!”“Okay, good.” Shiloh took in a deep, exaggerated breath. “Still doesn’t excuse you! Tell me why the hell that dude whisked you away like a bodyguard! One of his friends tried to take your stuff. Raul held onto it all, threatening to call the police on you. Oh, it was all so fucked up.”“I’ll explain everything,” I promised with my whole soul. “But you have to….”I looked up when I heard the front door open and heavy footsteps stomp in. A male walked in to talk low and quick with Tyler. I saw the visitor hand Tyler something, but I couldn’t see it. Whatever it was, it made Tyler’s body lock up.“Hello? Steph? Dude!”

Steph POVI had never been attacked by a wolf before.It was terrifying.Someone wanted to hurt me because I was a rogue.It wasn’t the same as being targeted by my dad. His violence I expected, anticipated. And he just used his human form—a heavy hand, and that was it.But I’d never been chased by a wolf—twice my size with gnashing teeth and curved claws, a great beast of muscle and fur capable of tearing my head off just because of a brand on my forehead.Somehow, I’d defended myself long enough for Tyler to come to my rescue.He barreled into his friend—Kellen, his future Beta, I would learn only a minute or two later—and rolled him into the thorn-laden bushes. I flinched at his yelp as I retreated as far as I could, daring to shift back to my human form only after I was sure he wouldn’t attack again.And then I listened to them talk about my fate like I wasn’t standing ten feet away. Tyler told his future Beta that I was his mate. Kellen looked at me. “And you’re sure?”Tyler loo

Steph POVI grabbed Tyler’s sleeve with a grip like death. “He’s going to kill me if he finds me.”Tyler’s eyes flashed, and his lip curled. “Like hell will I let that happen. Stay here. I’ll handle it.”With a gesture that belied his fury, he brushed his lips to my temple, just close enough to my rogue mark that it felt like a spark.Alpha Grayson’s footsteps pounded in my ears as if they were war drums. His roar was a battle cry.“Where the hell is that fucking rogue?!”Tyler bolted, shutting the door behind him. “Stay away from her!”“Move aside, boy.”Their scuffle slammed their shoulders into walls and punched the breath out of their lungs. Despite the pain, I rolled to the edge of the bed near the window, sliding down it onto my knees, careful not to cause my battered body more pain.Grayson hurled horrible threats at his son.Tyler had found my phone, which was now sitting on the nightstand. I tucked it into my bra; my back pocket was too much of a gamble. Then, like a coward a

Steph POVTen minutes later, I was sitting in the backseat of Tyler’s sedan with him, with Kellen in the driver’s seat, wondering how I went from a down-on-her-luck waitress to the Alpha’s chopping block—all because of a stupid R on my forehead.Shiloh took an Uber home, graciously paid for by Tyler, even though she had to be shoved in, practically kicking and biting to stay with me. But there was no way any Crescent Ridge wolf would want a human on the premises, especially one who knew of their secret existence. That would only put her in danger.She hugged me fiercely before getting in, kissing my cheek. “It’ll be fine, Steph. You’ve survived so much.”My throat tightened, and before I could not confess one of my deepest secrets, I whispered, “But I’m tired of surviving.”The words struck my three companions like a lightning bolt. They all stared at me, shocked and pained at the sudden outburst. I almost lost it right then and there.“Sorry,” I said quickly.“Don’t apologize,” Shilo

Steph POVThe poison made me see visions.My mind, my body, and my wolf weren’t mine anymore. I was a prisoner—my soul was a prisoner to the wolfsbane. I could feel its slimy, cold tendrils coursing through my veins. I felt it pummel my muscles and nettle my bones like it was some living thing hellbent on breaking me down from within.It was odd, like an out-of-body experience, but still in my body. I could visualize it all—the color, the spread, even the feeling of watching it encompass me—even though I couldn’t actually see any of that.It was like a dream, a nightmare, and reality all rolled into one paralyzing experience.All because of some jealous ex-girlfriend.Add that to the list of things making my life miserable.I don’t know how long it lasted. It could have been minutes. It could have been hours. It could have been days.Time didn’t matter to poison. Nothing mattered to poison as long as it did its job—destroy. Kill.Wolfsbane wasn’t deadly unless ingested—but if left unt