16 A lamb in the mist of wolves

"I'll just go and change this dress." I glare down at the female clothing I'm putting on, the embarrassment I felt when I eventually checked myself out, made my cheeks pink.

"Why? I love the dress. It suits you." He smirked, his eyes roaming all over me as if he's imagining me naked.

"If you love it, you can take it and wear it. I can remove it here, if you do want to have it."

"Go on then, remove the dress." He giddily rubbed his palms together, a coy smile on his face as he did so.

Seeing the eager look on his face, and how happy he is about the fact I'm about to remove the dress, caused me to let go of its hem.

Cooking with him has made me forget what a perv he is.

"You know what, I've changed my mind about it." I gently flatten the dress, "I'll just go into my room and change."

"Won't it be better to change it here?" He raises a brow, "There's nothing wrong with that."

"Did I say there's anything wrong with it? I just decided not to remove my clothes here, is that a crime? "

" Not at all." He gives me a look," although I would have loved to watch you remove the dress. Watched you unveil…."

" Get a life, perv!" I ran out of there before he can see how much his words affects me. My cheeks right now are blazing red to the extent a tomato will be jealous of the colour it made.

"My life is with you!" He shouted after me. Laughing sadistically as he did so.

"Perv!" I mutter.

Balling my hand into fists, I enter my room, and got changed as fast as I can to prevent the perverted Rogue Alpha from seeing my naked unclothed body.

There's no telling what someone like him is capable of doing.

"Like spanking you?" My wolf scoffed, "he has already done the worst to you. Do you think there are more where those came from?"

"That's a question I can't answer."

Looking at myself in the mirror to make sure I look presentable *an Alpha is always presentable no matter the situation* before I walked out.

"And here comes my..." The rogue winked at the males sitting on chairs I've never seen, but I know they belong at the dining table.

Just the thoughts of that are enough to make me ball my fist in anger as I thought about how he fooled me to the extent of sitting on his lap under the guise that there were no other chairs.

Walking towards them, I stopped in my tracks, my eyes fully taking in the males for the first time.

I know I'm not too familiar with rogue stuff and all those things, but I can tell who they are without making a guess.

The males in front of me are all rogues, and not only that, but they're the rulers, or you can probably call them the Alphas.

They are four and are all dressed in expensive-looking clothes.

Compared to my…. *silently clears my throat* the rogue Alpha I'm unfortunately paired with, these males aren't all that muscular, but of a truth, they're far more muscular than I am.

And that right there is saying something.

Sitting around the table, they look more like adults playing dress-up by sitting on dining made for children.

They don't look like they belong here.

With I in their mist right now, I look more like a lamb amid wolves.

A poor lamb who's about to be devoured by the rogue males here.

Of a truth, I'm a wolf. An Alpha wolf to be exact, but with them Right here, I don't feel like the Alpha at all.

I feel Smaller than an Omega.

Since the rogue Alpha is the only one who has seen me, I think I'm free to bolt, at least before they all notice my presence, and start planning on ways to devour poor old me.

I made to take a step back, and run back to my room, but they noticed me before I can make good on the plans I have in my head.

The moment their eyes lighted on me, the males smiled.

"Oh, I can see why you're drawn to him," the one at the right corner said. Placing his hand under his jaw, he gave me a long, unashamed look.

" Take a picture, it'll last longer. " I scoffed at him, unable to keep my anger in check, especially when he's gazing at me as if he's about to dissect me.

I know I'm afraid of what they might do to me should I so much as breathe their way, but I don't care.

Not when the look he gave me unnerved me.

"A feisty one? You've got yourself a lot of work." The only red-haired werewolf in their mist smiled at the rogue Alpha.

"I won't mind the work if it eventually gives me what I want." Looking at me, he smirked in such a way it felt as if he has some juicy secrets he was unwilling to share.

" Oh…" The males shouted in unison.

" Never thought we'll see the day Fern finally gets smitten."

"You've seen it, haven't you?" The rogue shook his head.

The males shouted at his words.

"We can tell." The one at the extreme spoke up, "this was how Rama was when he met his..."

The rogue gave him a look, "if I'm you, I won't complete that sentence." He growled lowly.

Gone is the playful rogue.

" I'm sorry. It was a slip."

" You better be."

The table grew silent after that. It's as if those males are thinking about whatever crime it is they committed just now.

Listening to their talk, I must confess, they left me at hello.

Presently, I can't tell you exactly what I understand from their words. All I can tell is they're talking about the rogue Alpha whose entire focus is on me.

"Come, I'll introduce you to them." He motions to me.