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Seduced By My Rogue Mate

"Stop." I shiver despite my words, my breathe coming out in gasp as the Alpha takes hold of the whip he had placed on the chair. "Why should I do so love?" He whispers seductively. "Admit you love it." * Being a young Alpha comes with many responsibilities, and taking care of the pack is one of them. Sent on a mission to capture the rogues at the border of their town, Mek never imagined himself captured. As the best warrior and the strongest Alpha of the pack, he never for once thought himself capable of being captured, but the rogue Alpha did the impossible. Captured, and held against his will, the fearless Alpha is given an ultimatum, It's either Mek gives himself up to the new Rogue king as a self proclaimed slave, or the Alpha wipes his entire pack. Left with no choice but to do as requested, all for the sake of his people, Mek gives up his title. Prepared for the humiliation and torture from the new "Alpha" of the pack, Mek isn't prepared for the fast racing of his heart whenever the Alpha is near, and his eagerness for his "Punishments." And not to talk of how he always melts to a puddle when the older male is around. At first he's confused of his reaction, but that was until an incident led him to a new discovery; He's the mate of the rogue Alpha.

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I surrender

"Beta?" I smirk, "you think I'll make you a beta?" He trails his finger down my body. "Am sorry about this dear, but I'm not giving you that title.

I already have a Beta, I don't think I have any cause to have two Betas. Moreover, as a rogue pack, we don't follow most of the rules you take. We don't follow rules about the Alpha here.

Out there, it's the survival of the fittest, and I won that. I'm not Alpha because I was born as one, or I was nominated.

I'm the Alpha who became an Alpha based on his strength and instinct. "

I can't help but try to boast a little. Smirking, I circle my mate.

"Then what do you want me to be?" He sighed in exasperation. Looking up at me, his cute eyes looking a bit misty, he seems to be thinking of ways to dismember me and take over the pack.

"I want you as my slave. That alone is the price you'll pay for your pack."

This wasn't my initial plan, and I can tell some of my wolves are confused. Except for the few ones who knew me well, and how I love to change my mind more frequently, none of the others understood what was happening.

At first, I planned to wipe out the entire pack for what they did to my group of rogues those years ago, but I didn't go through with my plans when I scented a delicious smell in the air.

One that happened to come from the same wolf in front of me. Just the scent and how drawn I am to him right now proved he indeed is my mate, but the possibility of that is still what I am thinking about.

As rogues, finding your mate is not a total impossibility, but the chances of that happening are slim.

For years now, I can count the number of wolves who've found their mates in my group of rogues with one hand.

It's something we don't believe anymore, as father always says the goddess made use of that as a punishment.

"But…."

"There's nothing dear. Submitting to me as a slave will not only keep your pack safe, but I'll make sure your pack doesn't stay without an Alpha.

I might be a rogue, but that doesn't mean I don't know the ways of things." I trail my hand down his body, my hands getting rather itchy to have him all to myself.

Had we been alone, I don't know what I would have done. There's no saying if I'll have enough willpower to hold myself from doing the unimaginable to him.

After all, he's my mate, and I have every right to dominate him. When two Alphas jam, the less powerful one surrenders to the other.

"Never!" He spat in my face. "Giving you my title is one thing, Rogue Alpha, but there's no way I'll give myself as a slave. For what?"

I wipe the spit from my face, and glare at him. Holding his neck in a chokehold, I frown at him.

" I am having a lot of patience with you, dear, but if you don't respect the honour and respect a giving to you, I might end up taking all choices from you." I tighten my hold on his neck until he started gasping.

Only then did my sanity return to me, and I hastily let go of my hold on his neck.

Staggering back, I create more distance between us.

How did this happen?

Letting my anger decide for me isn't something I was banking on, but it seems he's frustrated me to the Depth. More to the extent, I can't hold myself back from showing him who the dominant one among us is.

He might be the Alpha, but he's no match for my dominant self. I tame Alphas.

I watch as he slowly massages his neck. My words of apology got stuck in my throat as I thought about how to apologize.

I've never done that before.

All my life, I've never apologized to anyone, but I am willing to try it with my mate.

"Am…" The words got hooked in my throat. It's as if the words want to avoid being spoken. I cleared my throat and turned to face the Alpha, who looks more composed than minutes ago.

Looking at him now, you wouldn't know I almost choked him to death. "Are you going to surrender freely, or do you still want to be forced?" I click my tongue on my teeth.

"Will not be your slave Rogue Alpha. Should you have a good position for me, you tell me. I want one that's far better than this." He said in that stubborn tone I've come to associate with him.

Having this one in my house will be a handful.

" You give me choice my dear, "with my fingers snapped, I order my men on what to do.

The ones holding the old Alpha, whom I came to specifically kill, bent his back.

While the one with his foot on the stupid male's back pressed down, just like I would have liked to do.

The male doesn't deserve to live. As a love interest for my mate, it seems I'll have to compete against Someone like him. Someone who's not worthy of having a competition with me.

"Stop!" My mate growled in anger, his eyes changing colour at the same time his claws started to elongate.

Had it not been for the bane we're making use of against his pack, he would have fought until his last breath, and if that's to happen, I see no benefit in it.

I want my mate alive and as stubborn as a mule, and not dead.

"You have to make your decision now. It's either you give up now, or you watch them getting killed." I threatened him.

Though I'm not in any way going to kill them like I threatened to do, I want my mate to think it's the truth.

I want him to.....

"You don't have to do this, I surrender."