Ch. 36..40: The Rogue is a Female Alpha chapter 36-40
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Zephyrine
When the carriage rolled to a stop inside Hue Pack territory, I didn’t move.
My eyes stayed fixed on nothing, my thoughts heavier than the air around me.
They’d come for me, told me to follow. I’d gone without a fight.
Dessyn had been worried, but I’d told her I’d be fine.
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But “fine” was a lie, not because of the rogues or the slander everyone now believes, but because of the mark that’s no longer
on my skin.
Why did he come into my life like a storm, drop a bomb of obsession, mark me without the Moon Goddess’s blessing, without my consent, and then vanish? Why?
“Come on out,
Nyroth’s voice came from the side. I turned, saw his hand extended toward me.
I stared at it for what felt like an eternity before my gaze moved up to his face. This was new. Nyroth never wanted to hold my hand in public.
Once, the only time he did, he’d frowned,
muttering why my palm felt so calloused, irritation in his tone, as if the work I’d done for him was something to be ashamed of
I stepped down from the carriage on my own, bypassing him without a word.
The hallway felt colder than I remembered, and stepping into the living room, a place I never thought I’d see again felt almost surreal. No Olivia. No Pamela. No audience for their usual insults.
“Come in.
Nyroth’s voice was closer now. Before I could react, he took my wrist and pulled me into my chamber, locking the door behind us
He stood in front of me, eyes roaming over me, jaw tight. Jealousy radiated from him.
“Listen, Zeph. There’s talk out there and…”
“You started it.” I cut him off. “I know you did.”
“I can explain.
“I don’t need your explanation,” I said quietly, my voice steady. “Not anymore.”
Our eyes locked, tension crackling between us then his jaw clenched.
“Why? Because of Apex?” he demanded and I rolled my eyes. “Because of him, now you suddenly won’t care! Really?”
I didn’t have the strength to argue. Not anymore. I turned for the door, but his hand shot out, slamming me against the wall. His breath was warm against my neck.
“Nyroth…”
“I heard you kissed him
,” he muttered darkly. “You must love how rough he is. How ungentle. How obsessed. Was it true he
talked you? Stood outside the White Pack and just stared?”
Stalked? Is that the word they were using now? Someone in White Pack had clearly been running their mouth.
“And why do you care?” I asked.
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He froze. Slowly, he stepped back, color draining from his face, Sweat gathered at his brow. He dropped onto the bed, raking a hand through his hair.
“You don’t care about me. Nyroth.” I said. “We don’t care about each other. I won’t apologize for going to another man while I’m still mated to you. Let’s break the bond. Tonight. As you promised,”
“I’m not rejecting you.” His voice was cold. His gaze even colder. “Try all you want, Zeph, but I’ll never reject you.”
Frustration burned in my chest.
“What do you want from me? I’ve given you everything. I built your power. You’re Alpha because of me. I’ve asked for nothing but this, my freedom. End it tonight and we can..”
“So you can feel less guilty lying with Apex?”
I swallowed hard.
“I thought you already believed I wasn’t a virgin.”
Don’t,” he warned.
“I thought you believed I’d spread my legs for him already,” I said, voice steady.
He went still. Then he rose, closing the distance between us again, eyes searching mine.
“I lied, Zeph,” he murmured. “I lied about the rejection. It’s not happening tonight. Not next full moon. Never. You’re mine. And I’ll be the one protecting you from that psycho stalker who’s obsessed with you.”
He turned to leave, but my voice stopped him, bitter.
“You’ll lose your life, Nyroth. You can’t stand against Apex Blood.”
He faced me, shock flickering in his eyes.
“Is that a threat?
“It’s a warning”
His jaw tightened.
“Thanks for the heads–up. The rogues want blood. They want me to
hand you over, take you to the Rogue Pack. If I allowed
it, they’d maim you. Break you while you’re still breathing. But I won’t let that happen. You’re my mate.” Check latest chapters at f͟i͟n͟d͟n͟o͟v͟e͟l͟.net
I almost laughed. Almost got emotional at the feigned concern.
“I’d rather go with the rogues than owe you anything.” I said flatly.
“Is that so?” He stepped closer, scoffing. “You think Apex will come save you?”
My eyelids flickered. Doubt clawed at me.
“He’s not coming. Zeph. The Lycan Kingdom gate is locked. Tomorrow afternoon, you face the council. So choose now. Me. or the rogues.”
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Are you sure she’s inside?”
“Well, Kai said my brother brought her home yesterday”
The door creaked open, revealing Pamela with Olivia right beside her.
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I was still curled on my bed, knees drawn tight to my chest, chin resting on them. I hadn’t moved since yesterday. Not since Nyroth slammed my chamber door behind him and left.
I refused to think about it, not because it didn’t hurt, but because I didn’t want to owe Nyroth Hue a single thing. All I wanted was to be free of the mate bond
“She must still be shaken, knowing the rogues are looking for her, 1 heard Olivia whisper to her mother. I ignored them. My mind drifted instead to Lycantar. He hadn’t shown up, Maybe he’d forgotten me. Maybe he was never coming.
I swallowed, forcing my thoughts toward Luna Tahlin. With the accusations against her, she must be breaking. I needed to help her clear her name because I was guilty, too.
If only Lyannar would come and confess. But…
A sound broke through my thoughts. My head jerked up, ears straining. I shot off the bed and made for the window only for Olivia
to shove me aside and peer out first.
My jaw tightened at her rudeness, but then I saw her face go pale. Her eyes widened.
“Is that my goodness, Mother, is that the Lycan Princess?”
The words froze me. I shoved her back to see for myself.
The sight made goosebumps ripple over my skin. A royal carriage had stopped in the courtyard. Princess Mearez stepped down, flawless grace, flanked by two maids and two guards. Her eyes swept the area until they landed on me through the window.
The courtyard fell silent. Few had ever seen a Lycan royal in person. All around, pack members stared in reverent awe.
Kai, Hue Pack’s beta, rushed forward. He spoke briefly with her before leading her inside.
“Maybe she’s here to punish the one dragging the Blood family name through the mud,” Olivia muttered spitefully. “Mother- let’s go meet her!”
They left in a flurry. I stayed at the window for a moment, heart pounding. Why is the Princess here?
I turned abruptly and marched to the living room, arriving just in time to see Princess Mearez enter.
The room went still. Nyroth appeared with Kaela beside him.
Kaela was the first to move, rushing forward with a bright, eager smile.
“Princess Mearez, you must be here because of the disgrace to your family’s name and..”
Mearez walked right past her and pulled me into her arms,
“My goodness, Zephyrine,” she murmured, looking me over as if searching for wounds, “Are you hurt anywhere? Any bruises?
The protective hold startled me as much as her relief. I shook my head.
“I’m fine.”
Her lips parted with a sigh. This update is available on find⁂novel.net
Im sorry Frouldn’t come sooner. Yesterday was..”
“You don’t have to feel responsible. I’m fine,” Frut in, my tone sharper than I intended.
Her eyes flickered, reading the anger I hadn’t bothered to hide. Regret pressed on my chest.
“Why isn’t he here?” I asked softly.
She froze
“Zephyrine…”
I took her hand and led her to my chamber under the weight of everyone’s stares.
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“My life isn’t the only one on the line,” I told her once we were alone. “The Alpha Lycannar killed, his death was pinned on his wife. The council will judge her soon and…”
They already have. Mearez whispered.
Cold rushed through my veins.
*1 heard on the way here that they passed judgment quickly and now made to crown a new Alpha.”
Dizziness threatened to knock me off my feet. The scheme was brilliant. Public attention was on me, while they destroyed the
poor Luna in private.
I turned away, swallowing the knot of rage and sorrow. If Lycannar had shown up sooner, none of this would’ve happened.
Mearez reached for my shoulder.
“You have nothing to worry about. The hearing for you is this afternoon, but I’ll speak to the Alpha here. We can postpone until tomorrow. Lycannar will have time to..”
“I don’t need him anymore,” I said coldly, meeting her gaze. “Whatever’s keeping him busy, he should stay with it. Tell him not to show his face to me again.”
Her face drained of color. She knew exactly what her brother would do when he heard that.
“Zephyrine, you need to calm down. My brother didn’t…”
“He erased his mark from me.” My voice broke, but I pushed on. “If he wasn’t done with me, why would he do that? Why wouldn’t he come the second he learned I was taken here? Why wouldn’t he interrupt the council when an innocent woman was being framed for his deed? Why?”
Mearez had no answer and I didn’t want one.
I looked away, and she patted my back gently before standing. Without another word, she left, closing the door softly behind
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The third day of the council arrived slower than I expected. I had no idea what Princess Mearez said to Nyroth, but he hadn’t stepped into my chambers once. I could feel his anger, jealousy, even lingering in the air.
By afternoon, when the sun was still high, the door finally creaked open. I paused mid–stroke with my hair brush, turning to see Nyroth standing in the doorway.
I had dressed carefully today. If they were going to send me to the rogue town, I intended to go looking my best just in case needed to spill blood along the way,
His gaze lingered on my hair for a moment before sliding down to my dress.
“Come on out,” he said curtly. “They’re waiting in the council chambers.”
I set my brush down and headed for the door, planning to pass him without a word, but his voice followed me.
“Have you made your decision yet? I hope the arrival of the Lycan princess hasn’t distracted you from making the right choice.
I nearly scoffed. He probably thought my options were so limited I’d have no choice but him.
I turned slowly, meeting his eyes with a cold stare.
“What judgment did they pass on Luna Tahlia?”
His brows drew together.
“Why are you concerned about her?”
“Because she’s been framed.”
His frown deepened as he stepped closer, his hand clamping around my arm.
“Keep your voice down, or you’ll end up in a worse position than you are now. How can you say s she’s framed when there’s evidence…
“The evidence was forged,” I cut him off. “Her son deserves that Alpha throne, not some thief, liar, and mate–stealer.”
His jaw tightened, his face hardening as he leaned in, his breath brushing my cheek.
“Watch your tongue, Zeph, or you’ll lose it. Luna Tahlia is a murderer, and she’ll pay for it. She’ll be disgraced at the moon square next week, and her bastard son will be executed by poisoned. Now move.”
He shoved me aside and strode toward the council room, leaving those words ringing in my ears.
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My chest tightened, panic clawing up my throat. If that boy died, I’d never forgive myself.
I chased after Nyroth, my heart pounding, but I couldn’t match his pace. By the time I reached the door, he’d already stepped inside.
I followed, scanning the room. Nyroth took the head seat as Alpha, Kai standing behind him. Pamela and Olivia were here, likely to gloat.
Three Hue elders sat stiffly, along with four hard–eyed rogues. I doubted I’d survive the journey to rogue town with those men watching me.
To them, I wasn’t the Alpha’s mate. I was nothing but a woman who had gone from the rogue Alpha to the Lycan King. A rumor sealing my fate.
“Zephyrine.one elder began, then paused. “Does she have a last name?”
“Ashmere.” I thought, but didn’t speak
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“No, she doesn’t, Pamela snapped before I could answer. “She’s a rogue. An orphan who’s been sleeping her way up the ranks
Her smirk widened when she met my gaze.
“Why? Did I say something untrue? Didn’t you open your legs for the Lycan King so he’d help you kill the rogue Alpha, you
“You speak like you’ve got proof, widow,” I shot back, my voice cutting sharp.
Her face drained of color. The room went still. Even Nyroth looked startled that I dared talk back to his mother.
“You dare…” she began, stepping toward me, but the sound of the massive Hue gates swinging open silenced her.
I felt it then. The warmth, making my knees weak. My heart trembled.
Footsteps approached, the door opening.
Lycannar Blood stepped inside. Dressed in black, hair tied in a tight knot, his piercing eyes found me instantly.
I forced myself to look away but then I saw him. Chantel
My breath caught. This was the first time I’d seen him in daylight. Even with his bangs shadowing his gaze, he was dangerously handsome.
I didn’t look back at Lycannar. Instead, I focused on the elder who’d been speaking, willing him to continue. But his tongue seemed frozen. Especially when the Lycan King crossed the room and stopped a few steps from me.
The silence thickened. Slowly, he reached for me but I was ready for it
I slapped his hand away, my glare sharp with rage. His eyes softened, apologetic, and that only stoked my anger.
“Why are you just coming now?
“Listen…”
“Why in the empire are you just coming?!” My voice cracked as I shoved him in the chest, my fists striking him again and again. “Why are you only showing up now?!”
Chantel moved as if to interfere, but Lycannar stopped him with a raised hand, his gaze never leaving mine.
“I came as soon as I could,” he murmured, voice deep and low, and I hated it, hated how my chest tightened at the sound
I pushed him again.
“I hate you,” I whispered, frustrated, my eyes burning.
He reached for me anyway, pulling me into his arms. For the first time, he held me.
“I’m sorry,” he said softly. “I’m here now.”
Tlet
my
forehead rest against his chest, letting him stroke my hair right there in front of everyone,
That was the moment Lycannar made his first public claim on me. And from there, I knew this war had only just begun.
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Zephyrine
It’s different being in a man’s arms like this. A King’s arms.
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I am mesmerized for the first time in my life. Yes, I am strong. Yes, I was a warrior, capable of taking care of myself and leading a whole pack. But that doesn’t mean I never wanted to be pampered, patted, or held.
Before my mate, who had been denied comfort of this kind. Now, I lean into Lycannar’s embrace, and right there I know everything will never be the same again.
But then I blink my eyes open, and reality comes crashing down. I pull away from his arms, stepping back despite the flicker of anger that flashes in his eyes. I don’t care, not right now.
I look up, meeting his stare. The way he watches me, it’s the same as before. He sets his jaw, exhales sharply, then turns, placing both palms flat on the table. His presence fills the chamber, formidable and unshakable.
“I heard what happened from my sister,” he begins quietly, his eyes fixed on the table. “Something about some rogues, but I couldn’t get the full story. I came here in a hurry.”
He sounds irritated, almost bored, as though the only thing that matters to him is me. He doesn’t hide it, and I find myself wondering why. What does he see in me?
I have never done anything to encourage his obsession. If anything, I’ve punched him, shoved him, and glared at him more times than I can count.
“The rogues demanded blood, Your Majesty,” Kai says from behind Nyroth, while the King remains silent. Then Lycannar straightens, turning to me, his brow furrowed.
“What happened?”
I suddenly notice something. Lycannar never speaks to others directly, not unless it’s me or his sisters. When he addresses outsiders, it’s always through his eunuch.
I meet his gaze.
“There’s a rumor that I was in a relationship with the rogue alpha. That during your coronation, I seduced you and poisoned your mind so you’d kill him.”
His frown deepens.
“What is a rogue? I know an alpha is the leader of a pack.”
“A werewolf without a pack. No scent. Wandering.”
“Like you,” Kai murmurs.
Lycannar stiffens. The air in the council chamber turns cold. For the first time since I’ve known him, Lycannar turns his gaze toward someone else, Kai. That look is enough to make the Beta drop his eyes immediately.
Then Lycannar looks back at me, his expression unreadable.
“Who is he?”
“The Beta of this pack.”
“You’ll tell me if he ever speaks to you again. I’ll kill him. He doesn’t have much time left anyway.”
Achill runs down my spine. He has seen Kai’s death. From the corner of my eye, I see Nyroth’s jaw tighten, but I ignore him.
“Go on,” Lycannar urges.
“The alpha you killed, they say I was the one who made you do it.”
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“So everyone was blind when he stormed into my kingdom and spilled the blood of my guards right in my throne room?”
Silence.
“What is this gathering for, then? Why was you summoned?”
“They said I must pay for your sins. That I’m your obsession. They said and I quote “The Lycan King is off–limits, but a woman caught his eye at the coronation. She will pay for his deeds. We’ll take her to rogue territory and make her pay.”
Lycannar goes still.
“They called me a whore,” I add.
His face hardens, his eyes darkening with quiet rage.
“Who did?”
“That’s not the point…“.
“Who started the rumors?”
“Listen…”
“Were you in a relationship with that alpha I stabbed?”
I freeze, then shake my head slowly.
“Are you a slut?”
The words hit heavy, but I shake my head again.
“Fine. If anyone calls you that again, they die. Don’t blame me for the blood.”
For once, I don’t argue.
“If the rogues want blood, they can come for me. I killed their alpha, not you. If they touch you, they die.”
It’s a declaration. Nothing could clear my name more than that. The elders shift back, their silence signaling the case is closed. Pamela and Olivia watch quietly. Nyroth keeps his eyes fixed on Lycannar.
The King waits for me now. We both know the rogues won’t risk touching me, not unless they want their lives on the line.
I sigh, step toward him, and lower my voice.
“Do you remember the drunk at the tavern?”
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“What about him?”
“His wife was framed for his death. She’ll be disgraced at Moon Square. Her son’s been called a bastard and is sentenced to death.”
Lycannar’s frown deepens, genuine confusion in his face.
“What?”
“I told you he was an Alpha.”
“And I killed him because he spilled a drink on you and tried to touch you. Who framed his wife?”
His voice carries through the hall, leaving no chance for anyone to hide the truth. And in that moment, I realize he isn’t afraid of politics, or the packs, or the territories. If anyone stands in his way when it comes to me, he will destroy them.
“Let’s hurry, Lycannar. She needs us.” I entwine my fingers with his and pull him forward, his bodyguards following in
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We emerged into the courtyard, and in one swift motion he lifted me onto his horse. Moments later, Lycannar swung up behind me, his hands closing over the reins with effortless control.
Behind us, Chantel mounted his own horse, and we galloped hard toward the home of Luna Tahlia, where she lived with her mother.
When we arrived, I dismounted quickly. For a moment, I stood frozen, staring at the silent house set apart on the edge of
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Then, with quick steps, I moved toward it, only to hear the sound of a boy crying. My pace quickened.
The moment I pushed open the door, my heart dropped.
“Oh, no!”
I rushed forward. She was hanging, her legs twitching weakly, her young son clutching the chair, crying in confusion.
Lycannar came in behind me, his eyes catching the scene. In an instant, he moved.
Thad never seen anyone summon such speed. He leapt, claws flashing as they sliced through the rope. He landed silently, catching Luna Tahlia just in time, lowering her gently to the floor.
“Chantel!” His voice was sharp. “Take the boy out.”
The ever–silent bodyguard stepped forward, scooping up the child and carrying him away while I gathered the limp woman into my arms.
“Is she going to survive? Luna Tahlia?” I shook her gently but no response.
Then, I felt it. Heat radiating from behind me. Lycannar was awakening his power, something old, something dangerous, something that felt forbidden.
Mearez. I need you,
He mindlinked his sister, the healer. The force in his voice made my heart pound.
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It was already nightfall when the door finally creaked open. Olga, Luna Tahlia’s elderly mother, stepped into the small living room and spoke quietly.
“She’s awake.”
My heart trembled at those words, and I hurried down the hall to her bedchamber, Lycannar following behind me.
“Zephyrine,” Mearez called the moment she saw me. I went straight to her, pulling her into a hug, clinging a moment longer in gratitude for her coming so quickly.
“Will she live?” I asked when I pulled back, Mearez nodded silently, then moved toward her brother, leaving me alone with the Luna who had decided death was better than public disgrace over something she didn’t do.
For a long moment, I could only stare past her, my mind turning over the thought of what would have happened if I had come too late.
“You shouldn’t have saved me.” Her voice drifted across the room, and I turned toward her. “You should have let me end this pain.”
Slowly, I walked to the bedside and sat, my gaze steady on her.
“You have a son to look after. Shouldn’t you put him first?”
“It’s because I put him first that I tied the noose,” she muttered, tears brimming in her eyes. “I can’t save him from being sentenced to death, so what gain is there in living?”
My heart ached for her. Gently, I reached out to take her hand.
“Luna Tahlia… I know you’re being framed.”
Her eyes snapped to mine.
“What?”
“I know you didn’t kill Alpha Black. I know you didn’t murder your husband.”
She looked away, blinking hard.
“I didn’t kill him… but there were times I wished he’d stop breathing.”
Silence fell between us. I hadn’t expected her to admit that. Did that mean Lycannar had done her a favor?
“Have you ever sacrificed everything for a man,” she said suddenly, her voice trembling, “only to be replaced by someone else, a younger one? After using me, he told me he wanted her instead. He discarded me and his son, treated us like filth. And then, on our matrimonial bed, he brought in my best friend… and mated with her.”
I watched her break down, and my chest tightened painfully.
“When I asked for a rejection, he refused,” she went on bitterly. “He wanted to eat his cake and keep it. How is that even possible?”
“He became arrogant,” I said softly, “certain you’d never leave him. So he flaunted her before you, disrespecting you until he thought you’d walk away on your own. And when you finally did… that’s when he realized he’d lost a gem.”
She stared at me, then slowly took my hand.
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I blinked, aware of the silent audience in the room.
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“My mate.” I murmured, voice shaking. “I gave him everything… and still he brought home his childhood crush and…” I trailed off, unable to finish.
yes filled with a rare gentleness. Luna Tahlia’s grip
A warm palm rested on my shoulder, Mearez, sitting beside me now, her on my hand tightened. For a fleeting moment, surrounded by their quict support, I felt… safe.
When I finally looked toward Lycannar, he was staring at me, unblinking, his gaze heavy with unfiltered obsession.
“The Lycan King killed Alpha Black,” I said to Luna Tahlia. She nodded.
“Then he did me a favor. I should thank him.”
“Lupa…”
“I’m not that anymore,” she cut in quietly. “Three days ago, I stood before the council hall of Blackbridge pack. They judged me, stripped me of my dignity and position. Beta Yadev will be the next Alpha…. and my son will be sentenced to death for…”
“Not if I can help it,” I interrupted sharply. “Your son is the rightful heir to Blackbridge pack. I don’t care if he’s young… you’ll guide him until he can make his own decisions. That is how it should be. Don’t lose hope so early. We will get justice.”
I didn’t realize how fast I was speaking until the room fell silent again. Luna Tahlia was staring at me… and so was everyone
else.
“You speak like someone who knows exactly how an Alpha is crowned,” she murmured.
I lowered my gaze immediately. As an Ashmere, it had been my first lesson, one meant for my brother before fate shifted everything.
“I don’t want the position,” Luna Tahlia said after a moment, pulling me from my thoughts. “I only want to clear my name and take my son away from Yadev and his daughter, Kaela. They might seem sweet, but inside… they’re poison.”
I looked away, sighing. Of course I knew Kaela’s cruelty. I just hadn’t realized she inherited it from her father.
Turning back toward the window, I let out a shaky breath. Maybe it was time to use a fraction of my influence to set things right.
When I glanced at Lycannar again, he was still standing there silent, unmoving, like a storm gathering force. He’d heard every word about my mate using me and discarding me.
We could win justice for Luna Tahlia.
But the throne of Blackbridge Pack… was it really going to slip away so easily?