That word rang over and over in my mind as I stared at the handsome man.

Mate. Mate. Mate. Mate. Harper chanted while I was thinking of a million curses I could use for this situation. I didn't want a mate. I'm only seventeen! I was way too young to have a mate and start a family! And out of all the mates I had to have been given it was an alpha! I'm a rogue! How the hell is that supposed to work?!

"Shift mate." He orders, his blue eyes flickering between blue and black. I shake my head while Harper scolds me. The alpha repeats his command, taking a step towards me. I bare my teeth against my own will and he smirks.

"The little she-wolf thinks she can resist her alpha mate?" He chuckled darkly. His eyes turn black and I can tell that his wolf is now in control.

He slams me on the ground and repeats his order. I gulp and reluctantly shift. His eyes flicker between black and blue as he looks at me. I can sense Harper jumping and dancing for joy in my brain as he looks down at me.

My mate rolls off of me and I quickly cover my breasts and womanhood. He smirks and makes no attempt to cover his manhood.

"I'm Alpha Mason Williams, from Blood Claw pack." He says and his gaze rakes lustfully over my bare body.

"I'm someone you shouldn't concern yourself with." I say and mind link Bane, Stryder, and Liv, telling them to come help me out. Mason chuckles and his chest shakes with laughter. I look him over and realize that he is quite attractive. I keep fighting with myself until I see that he's got several deep cuts.

"You're hurt!" I gasp. I knew that the wolves in this competition used a special drug to keep them from healing quickly. He chuckled and I realized that already the mate bond was pulling me towards him. I mentally slapped myself then saw Stryder, Bane, and Liv looking down at us.

"Rogues." Mason breathed out. I smirked before shifting then running off with my friends.

We run back to our house and all shift once inside. We get dressed then my friends glare at me.

"You idiot! You were on TV! Everyone saw you and pretty boy talking!" Bane says and smacks the back of my head just hard enough so I know he's upset. He pulls me into a tight embrace and kisses my head.

"Don't scare me like that again." He says softly. He pulls away and hands me about forty dollars.

"He killed all of our favorites." Bane says with a soft chuckle.

I go sit down and resume watching the rest of the game. I see Mason had found the stag, only thing left to do was for him to kill it. Mason crept in front of the stag and pounced. He bit the stag's leg and golden blood came oozing out of it. The stag fell with a great cry and he quickly finished the white beast. He shifted and his pale skin was covered in the stag's golden blood. His brown hair had little flecks of gold in them from the stag's blood.

My eyes flickered between blue and black as Harper pleaded for her mate. Micah noticed right away and gave me a questioning look.

"You ok Dylan?" He questioned. A low growl slipped from my lips and my canines grew. My eyes turned black as Harper took control. She growled at them and I shifted. I ran out the house and down the street to where I had last seen him. He was still there, staring at me.

Mason walked up to me and I backed away. His eyes ordered me to shift without speaking. I shifted and stumbled back. He scooped me up in his arms and began to walk into the forest.

We walked deeper and deeper into the forest, until all signs of human existence faded. He took me to a large, stone castle. I could easily tell this was where him and his now enormous pack lived. The gates to the castle we're opened by two burly males and he carried me inside it's nearly unbreakable walls. He carried me into the castle, down several corridors, up about seven staircases to a tall tower. He went into a room and threw me on a bed that felt as soft as a marshmellow.

The click of a lock sounded and he turned to me and pounced on me. I yelped and my eyes widened in fear and went dark in arousal. Don't judge me. If you had a hot, naked man pouncing on you you would be the same way.

"You're quite fiesty." He said, his voice had a forgien accent that I hadn't noticed previously.

"You're quite naked. Get off of me." I said, imitating him. He got off me and slipped into a pair of black boxers, some jeans, and a neon yellow Batman hoodie. He threw me a blue hoodie and a pair of boxers and a faint blush spread across my cheeks.

"Don't worry, Kitten, they're brand new." He said with a chuckle. I put the clothes on and studied him.

"What's your name, Kitten?" He asked and sat down on a tanned ottoman.

"Dylan Reed; and don't call me 'Kitten'." I growled. I knew Harper was going nuts but I could care less. I'm not going to conform to some tradition just because it's been practiced since the beginning of our kind. I wasn't sure if I was going to reject him or not though.

"Well, Kitten," He began, making eye contact as he spoke the nickname I despised. "You're living with Blood Claw pack now, even though you're a rogue." He said, smirking a bit. I looked around, looking for possible ways of escape or weapons. When I saw a fireplace in the furthest corner of the room I noticed those pointy things people use to move the wood around. I got out of bed and walked over to it, pretending to be cold. I kneeled and rubbed my hands together. I grabbed the pointy thing and ran and pounced on him, trying to stab him.

Mason easily dodged my jabs at him and even smirked while doing so. He hit my hand just hard enough to make me lose my grip, causing me to drop my weapon. Mason held my hands and his eyes turned black as his wolf took over.

"I bring you into my home, I give you clothes and a warm bed, and you try to harm me?" He looked hurt, yet angry. I rolled my eyes and he pushed me off him.

"You bring me, a rogue, to your pack's castle, and expect me not to hurt you." I said, pointing out how stupid he was being. Yes, I had never committed a crime, but he didn't know that.

"Well unfortunately for the both of us we're mates. So we can either attempt to get along or both be heartbroken forever." He said as he pulled his knees up to his chest. He looked vulnerable and sad; a small part of me pitied him. He looked broken, and I ached to comfort him.

Soon I found myself sitting in his lap, hugging him. He seemed surprised, but nervous and happy as he slowly wrapped his arms around me. We sat there for several minutes and just held each other. For once I gave in to this stupid tradition.

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THEY HUGGED!!!! Sorry, I'm too invested in this ship which is barely even alive.

Hello everyone! It's your loyal author Shadow873

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