Chapter 21: Sneaking Away

-Serena-

Rogan didn’t lie …

After he had fed me, he took me back to his room and let me shower, and then he let me sleep in his bed. I was sure I could stay awake and keep my eyes on him, but as soon as my head hit the pillow, I was out like a light, sleeping so soundly. I knew it was stupid of me to sleep with him in the room not far away, sitting by his desk and doing … something. I wasn’t sure what, and I would have asked if I hadn’t fallen asleep, but I did fall asleep …

So stupid!

And when I woke up it was completely dark, and someone was sleeping beside me. I looked at the big body in front of me, and at first, I wasn’t sure if this was all a dream. A very bad dream, but then Rogan turned his head, and I noticed it was him. He was really sleeping beside me! I slowly inched back a little, seeing this as an opportunity I might not get again.

I lifted the blanket higher, as I slipped away. I kept my eyes on Rogan, but he seemed fast asleep. Perfect! I started to sneak away, trying my best not to let the floorboards beneath my feet creak. So, far the floor stayed silent, but as I reached the door, I was unsure how to open it without making any noise. These people had so sensitive hearing, I really had to be quiet if I didn’t want to get caught.

I looked over my shoulder, seeing Rogan was still sleeping, and I nodded determinedly, as I turned to the door again, reaching for the golden handle, and then rested my hand there for a second, taking a deep breath, as I prepared myself to run out of there. I needed to get back and tell the others about this place. If I could find my way back, then we had them. We had the werewolves and could finally destroy them once and for all.

I tried pushing the handle down, but the door didn’t open. It was fucking locked!

I reached for the lock with my free hand, almost shaking a little. I could do this, I told myself, as I slowly started to turn the lock, hoping it wouldn’t make any sound. I could feel it was about to click open, but just as I was focusing on the lock, a shadow seemed to glide through the room, and soon a large hand was wrapped around my wrist. I turned my head looking up at Rogan, who even in the dark, I could see looked very angry. He was wearing nothing but a pair of pants, and it was clear to me he was rippled with muscles, ready to snap me in two for this shit.

“No!” I said as he pulled my wrist back and then turned the lock back with his free one.

“You really thought that would work?” he asked in a dark and angry tone.

“I was close.”

“I was letting you,” he said.

I stared at him shocked.

“I hoped you would see reason. I should have known you are incapable of that.”

“You mean to see your kind of reason.”

“You are brainwashed,” he said.

“Sure, whatever makes you sleep better.”

He growled, showing his fangs that had grown longer, and I tried backing away, but he held onto me firmly with the grip on my wrist.

“You aren’t fucking going anywhere,” he told me before he pulled me closer.

He easily threw me over his shoulder, and I kicked the air with my legs.

“Put me down!”

“Looks like you have gotten more energy, but that won’t do you any good,” he said before his hand slapped my ass.

I immediately stilled!

Did he just …

“Did you just …”

I had just been violated by an animal!

I let out a small, frustrated scream, pounding my fists against his back, even if it didn’t do anything, I was not going down without a fight.

“You fighting back like this will only earn you another spanking,” he said.

He was sick!

Sick, sick, sick, sick … there was no other word for it.

“Don’t you fucking dare!” I said as he walked us over to the bed again.

I heard him chuckle a little, which only made me angrier.

“Put me down!” I yelled.

“It’s in the middle of the night, be quieter.”

“Be less of a dick!” I shouted.

He chuckled again, and I hated how I was only amusing him. To him, I was no real threat. I had none of my weapons or gadgets, which meant he could just throw me around like a fucking doll, and I hated it. It made me feel so damn powerless.

“Hey!”

Rogan threw me down on the bed, and I quickly tried to get back up, but he wouldn’t let me, as he used his whole body to keep me down, grabbing my wrists and pushing them down on the bed, while he settled between my legs.

“Bad mates get spanked,” he told me, as he moved his face closer to mine.

I turned my head, trying to create some kind of space.

“Don’t do that again,” he said.

“Go fuck yourself,” I told him, but my voice was less powerful.

I had always been focused on my revenge. I had no time for other things than to become the perfect soldier. Never before had a man been this close to me, and certainly not one that was also an animal like Rogan. It made me freeze because I had never been trained for such a scenario. I would never have thought one of his kind would want to get this close to me, and what was worse was that I … I didn’t feel as disgusted as I thought I would.

His warm breath was fanning the side of my neck, making my skin tingle, and I knew his lips were only inches away. It made me wonder what those lips could do …

*No!* I told myself. No, no, I was not allowed to go there. Ever!

“Don’t speak like that to me,” he said. “You will only end up with a very sore ass and a hurt ego.”

“Don’t tell me what to do,” I said, still not looking at him.

“I’m trying to help you.”

“Spanking me is helping me?” I asked and finally looked at him.

He smiled smugly, and it confused me. He leaned even closer, and now our lips were only inches from each other. I was practically breathing the air that was coming out of his mouth.

“You will see it will make you very compliant very fast.”

“You’re dreaming,” I said.

“No, I am not. You will learn.”

“Learn?” I asked.

He nodded.

“You will learn who the enemy is and then I don’t have to kill you.”

“Lucky me,” I said sarcastically.

He smiled smugly again, and I wasn’t sure how it was possible, but he moved closer without touching me.

“We are both lucky because once you see who the evil one is, you and I can spend our time doing something much better than trying to kill each other.”

His voice had a suggestive tone to it that I didn’t quite get. I didn’t get flirting, nor did I get subtle hints. I was more of a person who liked to speak the truth and get the whole truth from others. I didn’t have time for games, so I just looked at him confused.

“What?” I asked.

His smile grew bigger, and he must have seen how confused I was.

“Why don’t you join my side, and then find out?” he suggested.

“No thank you.”

He clearly just found this whole situation very funny, but I was just confused.

“You will change your mind.”

“Don’t count on it,” I said.

“But I am, and once you see the truth, I get to have you in my bed. Naked.”

I was going to be … WHAT?!