Chapter sixty three

****Chapter two of Rogue to Luna
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Asa POV

I will soon be the Alpha of the Royal Eclipse Pack. There used to be two different packs, the Royal Moon Pack and the Eclipse Pack, but they were merged together by my parents, Asher and Ella when they got married since my mother was also the alpha of her pack just as my dad was. Speaking of my parents, they called me into their office.

I'm almost 18, so that means I will be taking over the pack soon. They have me doing all types of jobs that they do as Alphas, getting me used to the requirements of the job.
I am very sure that is exactly why they sent it to me. I knock on their office door, and I hear a faint,

"Come in," from my mom.

I walk in, putting a serious business face on. To be Alpha is to have responsibility, so I need to show that I'm ready.

"Hello Asa, we've called you here, because we want you to check on a rogue that has crossed into our territory.
The rogue is at the old clearing that the family goes to. I need you to bring her in and see if she is a threat or comes in peace. Since you are soon to be Alpha, I am bestowing this responsibility onto you," my dad says formally, keeping up his Alpha appearance.

"Okay, I'll go check it out now.

"Be safe and always remember the whole pack is counting on you, therefore don't disappoint them". My father said,

"No problem sir! I won't disappoint you nor the pack". I said.

"I trust you". My dad said with a smile on his face.

"Thank you, Alpha," I say, smirking when I say Alpha. I've never had to be formal with my parents, seeing as they are both Alphas. I've always just called them mom and dad, not seeing a point for the formalities. Dad just looks at me with a playful glare, before going back to helping mom with work. They have been Swamped with running two joined
packs for the last twenty years, but they manage.

I head down the familiar path to the clearing, having gone here many times as a family. It's our spot, where my family goes all the time. I have a pair of cloth in hand, knowing that the rogue will need to shift back. I don't want her to feel uncomfortable in her human form.
Reaching the clearing, I see the rogue that my parents were talking about. It was just laying in the middle of the clearing, watching the view. It doesn't seem to be feral, so I slowly approach. I take in the scent, and smell that it is freshly rogue. I also smell the most amazing scent ever. Chocolate and the forest.

"Mate!"

My wolf said. I can't believe I have just found my mate. The rogue's fur is a white blonde with golden lining near its paws which is absolutely stunning . I purposely step on a twig so the rogue hears me. The rogue turns, and our eyes lock. For a second, the world stops. The only thing that matters is tus. We stare at each other, dazed, before the rogue realizes what it's doing. She quickly scrambles to stand up and cowers away.
Her stature shows that she is an omega.
I walked here in my human form, so I put my hands up in a surrendering manner. Showing that I mean no harm, I slowly walk closer. The rogue flinches but stands its ground. She shows no signs of being aggressive, hee instincts not showing through. Normally even nice rogues growl to tell people to
back off.

Can you shift back?" I ask politely, knowing that she isn't feral.
The rogue, my mate, tilts her head questioningly. Maybe she doesn't know how to shift back? That must mean that she is 13 and that she hasn't shifted long ago.

I explain, "To shift back, imagine your human form. The dirt underneath your feet, the air going into your lungs. The wind is blowing through your hair."

She nods, and I see her bones start to break. Soon she is kneeling in her human form, naked. I don't let my eyes wander and continue staring my mate in the eyes.

"What's your name?"

I ask, wanting to know about my mate
and why she is a rogue.
My mate just shakes her head, refusing to talk. Although I got a little mad at this, I understand. It is a scary situation because she doesn't know me nor my intentions. I could be a dangerous person for all we know.

Her hair is the same white blonde
as her wolf, her eyes are a sky blue which looks beautiful. Her nose and cheeks are dusted with freckles, looking so soft.
She is still kneeling so I walk up to her and offer her a hand, "Let's get back to the pack house and get you settled down.
I also handed her a pair of clothes, blue sweatpants and a matching sweatshirt to put on, knowing she would be more comfortable with clothes.
She looks at least 17 years old, so I know she feels the bond. She looks at my hand and then back at my eyes as if she is trying to see if she can trust me. She hesitantly lifts her hand to mine but pulls back immediately when she feels the sparks. She looks at my hand in wonder, curious as to why the sparks occurred.

I smirk slightly, "That's the mate bond, little mate." She's small for her age, probably about 5'0. I know that is my mom's nickname from my dad, but it just seems right. She looks up at me with confusion. She must not know much about the mate bond.
She reaches up and grabs my hand softly and I just enjoy the sparks. She is soon lifted onto her feet and I lead her back to the pack house.