Whoops, His Mistress Crashed Our Wedding. Mine Didn't novel Chapter 8

Rogues

Envy

I know I’m pushing the fucking limit on this bike, but right now, I need to get the hell out of dodge. I don’t have my wolf yet, so I couldn’t be sure if that was my mate when I pulled up to Aliesha’s place. He sure as hell was certain though and why would anyone lie about that? He was tall, dark and handsome. With muscles that went on for days and tattoo’s that covered every exposed inch of his skin besides his face, oh and his face, a jaw line that would make the Gods jealous, a perfectly straight nose, green eyes that rival my own and a head full of shaggy black hair that I’m sure would feel soft under my hands. I was so happy, scared, excited, nervous…I was going to let him take my helmet off, and then the other three came out. They’re definitely quads, because they were spitting fucking image of each other but clear style differences between them from their tattoos to their hairstyles, to their clothes, or lack thereof. Two of them were barely dressed, one didn’t even bother to do his pants up, and by the looks of the girls that came after them, they were clearly taken already. The last one was…drunk. Definitely drunk but I can only assume that from all the things I’ve heard about these quads, they were all whores. The one thing that I really couldn’t stand for. No, the moon goddess wouldn’t pair me with people with opposite values for mates. It can’t be. There has to be a mistake of some kind.

I can just make out the lights of Tolaris Pack, but something is wrong. There’s too much activity for this late at night. Everyone should be finishing dinner off at this hour. Rogues. I see now I’m closer, not just a few, but maybe thirty of forty of them on the border line. The patrol is lacking in efforts; they’re pushing further back into pack land. I skid to a halt about twenty meters off the border and I already know the noise of the engine has caught the attention of some of the rogues. I barely get the chance to draw a sword before the first wolf is on me. I take a bite to the shoulder before I’m able to bring the sword down on the back of his neck. Slicing through its spine with easy as its jaw loosens from my shoulder. I jump from the bike and take out my second sword, jumping straight into the fight to help my pack.

Xavier.

“What’s her name, Aleisha?”

I ask barely inside of my office door where my sister and Tommy already sit.

“Envy.”

“Last name?”

“I don’t think she has one. She’s an orphan, raised by the Tolaris Pack warriors.”

“So she has no family?”

“None.”

“Why wasn’t she taken in by an orphanage or adopted?”

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Rogues

“They don’t take in outsiders usually, but she was only a baby when they found her so they made an exception.”

I mind link Dad to update him on the situation. He’s just as eager as I am to find my mate, because once we have our have our next luna, he can finally retire and hand over the alpha to my brothers and I. I had informed him I want permission from Tolaris Pack to and retrieve my mate but after about ten minutes he links back that an omega had answered the phone as they were under attack. Not even thinking twice about it, I run for my bike. Almost knocking into my brothers on the way. Noah practically drops Haiden to

catch up to me.

“Where are you going?!”

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