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It startsraining, first just a drizzle so I don’t hide my face, but then it pours suddenly so heavily, I squeak, scrunching my nose.

There is a hint of a smile on his face before he leans in for a possessive kiss, that feels too good to refuse just on principal. Fuck principals. I rake my hand into his hair, which is still shaved on the sides but much longer on top than when we first met.

“And what’s your name?” I innocently ask the alpha-blooded officer who won a fight with me the day before at the training pit.

“Lucius,” he answers mindlessly, while double-checking some report he made for his Alpha.

I lock my eyes on Cain, who’s at his desk, slowly sipping on wolfsbane-infused bourbon, before I address everyone in a playful tone.

“Lucius? Why do you all have evil names?”

“It’s not evil,” Lucius immediately swallows a hatch.

“Said no Potterhead ever,” I shoot back, gaining some snickers from the ones familiar with the series, the biggest from Cain, surprisingly, and I look around the packed room, “It is evil. Okay, let’s see… Which one of you is called Marcus?”

“Hey, what’s wrong with Marcus?” One of the officers, who is clearly named Marcus, shouts, and others chuckle.

“Oh, I know—Azai?”

“Here.”

This one winks at me. He knows he’s evil.

“Hmm. Kade with a K. Ooh, no. Kaden?”

Officer Rein points at the grumpy guy on his left.

“Hey now, it’s not evil!”

“Yeah, but I guessed it, so it is.” While scanning the room, now full of relaxed, smiling faces, I lock eyes with Cain’s gamma. “Hm, only Atlas doesn’t sound evil.”

Cain laughs at me, almost choking on his brown alcohol. “You know Atlas is named after my grandfather, Atlas The Third, right? Also known as the Bold King?” he asks me with a knowing smirk.

Rogue King the Bold, the one that kidnapped and later killed my grandmother Edith, before returning her tortured remains to us.

I stare at him blankly while my brain is rendering, until I can shake the cold feeling off and go back to marinating officers before the feast.

“Ok, that only proves my point. Evil names.” Everyone laughs. “And let's not forget about the one most evil of them all… Lucifer! Beta, you can come in.”

Beta Lucifer opens the office doors with a bang and drags inside a now-conscious, Unwanted teenage boy.

“Have fun, guys,” I say, leaving the room with a wink.

By the look on their faces, when the true rogue scent must have filled their noses, they all know they screwed up and their executioner istheRogue Alpha Prince.

Chapter 46 – Sue Me

The next morning, I drag my ass with Cain to the dining hall for an early breakfast, after finally giving in to his very annoying petition for eating breakfast together.

I proposed eating in bed, but he said he is not a fucking fairytale prince. Does he know heisa literal prince? And a werewolf?

I love eating in bed, but he has a point, it’s kind of lazy and his way does feel more productive.

We sit at our usual spots, but the hall is almost empty at this ungodly hour—not counting the few beat-up officers at the other end of the table.

“Oh, there’s avocados!” I stab the green fruit with my finger to check its ripeness.

“They came in yesterday when we were at the business meeting.”

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