Her Forbidden Alpha

　　She felt as if someone had just shot her through the heart, a ringing screech filled her ears, the suffocating avalanche of pain and hurt filled her tightening her chest. Elijah looked up suddenly, his eyes widening when he saw her. He shook his head.

　　“Red this isn't what it looks like.” He said but Scarlett turned and ran as fast as she could. “Scarlett!”

　　But she didn’t stop, she ran faster. The moment she was out of the club she shifted, turning into her huge silver wolf. She didn’t care who saw her, tears blurred her vision and she felt the agony of her wolf mixed with her own. She had to get away from him, he hadn't changed - he never would… She ran not knowing where she was headed, needing comfort that she so desperately craved. Her heart had been broken, how could he do this? Did he still have a soft spot for Fiona? Clearly, he did…

　　She let out an anguished howl as she rushed into the woods. She heard a distance howl and knew it was Elijah but she didn’t care, he had played her. She didn’t want to know what or why, he had his arms around her whilst she was naked, she didn’t care for anything but to put distance between them. Not wanting his guilt-filled blue eyes to try to win her over. Her silver fur was a blur as she kept running, not knowing where she was going until she stopped at a door to a familiar cottage.

　　The door opened before she even got there, the welcoming glow of Amelia cottage calling to her, the woman herself gave her a gentle smile.

　　“Come on in dear, I had a feeling you would step by…”

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　　(25 minutes earlier…)

　　Elijah had just stepped out of the girls’ toilets, satisfied that someone else knew and was positive about it. If Scarlett had some people on her side, she would find it easier when they told everyone. The smile never left his lips, his kitten was so fucking perfect.

　　“Elijah!” He heard a cry, he turned sharply, his instincts making him break into a run. He knew that voice, Fiona’s. Rounding the corner he followed the scent to one of the private rooms, finding the door locked and the yelps from inside. A normal human wouldn’t even be able to hear them over the music. He rammed into the door, breaking it off its hinges and rushed inside. The stench of a rogue hit his nose and he frowned seeing a half undressed burly man on top of Fiona who was struggling beneath him as he tried to kiss her.

tensed turning his gaze towards the Alpha. He growled lunging at Elijah. Rogues didn’t obey Alphas nor were they bound to them

head making a sickening crunch, the man dug his nails into his shoulders and Elijah pulled away roughly. The man grabbed his jacket, tearing it off him as Elijah delivered a roundhouse kick to the man's shins. He staggered back and Elijah snapped his head letting his body fall to the ground. The man wasn’t dead but he’d be out for a while, and he wanted him

　Rogue attacks were becoming more and more common, it seemed they were all solo. He wondered when lone wolves got that brave to

woman who was sat on the

as if wanting to put distance between herself and the rogue.

She turned towards him, her hazel eyes full of tears as she covered her

She whimpered. Elijah could sense her fear, sighing, he wrapped his arms around

　　“Look Fiona, you’re a werewolf. You should have

was too scared.” She whispered.

more of it than it was, I'm your Alpha and I will always be there for my pack, but there's nothing more to it.” He said quietly, stepping back and pulling his shirt off when an intoxicating floral scent hit his nose. He looked up sharply, his eyes widening

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curtains over the small window at the front. Scarlett

to the kitchen area, putting on the milk in a saucepan. She took her sweet time, adding the cinnamon and

　　“Hmm, where is my sugar…?” She said, walking around the kitchen. Scarlett appreciated her giving her time, she loved Amelia for this reason. She always understood her,

get yourself something to wear from my closet, as much as I respect nudists, I am not having your naked behind on my chair.” Amelia

her nose and stepping inside. She shifted, her bones breaking and readjusting in seconds before she was stood stark naked

make up was smudged, but the pain clear in those soft green orbs was what was most noticeable. Taking a deep breath she tried to school her emotions into passiveness, but it was futile, she couldn't. The image of Elijah and Fiona in each other’s arms… She closed her eyes