Rogue Queen ➵ 2.0

➵ IX. Straight Single, Taken Gay

Thursday, December 21st, 2017, 2:30pm

Asher's POV

I look out the window of the art room at the layer of snow covering the ground.

I think the snow is about two or three inches deep. I don't know, I've always sucked ass at mental measurement. Some people can look at a distance between somethings and know hey, that's this long but I wasn't given that ability. I can go hey, there's a space there though. Very talented, I know.

Anyway, the meeting last night worked out well although it was frustrating at times. About half of the pack members who were abusing the omegas admitted it themselves and they all looked genuinely guilty and regretful. The other half didn't want to own up and had to be pointed out by the omegas. In total, about 100 people were abusing the 125 omegas in the pack.

I have to say, I'm disappointed in them. I thought my pack was as good as it could be, working like a pack should. People helping each other and treating each other kindly. Turns out I was wrong.

I've handed out punishments, with help from Raiden and his dad, former-beta Zander, who knows those adult pack members better than I do, so he knew how to punish them.

Riley and the other omegas look a lot happier and they know they can talk to me, or anyone else in the pack (other than their abusers) if they need help.

"Asher," Mr. Ryan's voice cuts through my thoughts. "Just because you're the Alpha does not mean you can space out and not do your work."

I blink and look at him. "I'm telling the readers what happened last night."

"Just because you're Alpha doesn't mean you can break the fourth wall either," Zaine says, grinning at me from his place across the table from me and beside Rei.

"Hoe, I do what I want," I sass back.

Zaine gives a fake sob, latching on to Rei's arm. "Reina, he called me a hoe!"

Reina... Interesting nickname. I think it means queen in Spanish. I took Spanish class last year. She is a queen, my queen. It's kind of funny, how it's just her name with two extra letters too. I think it makes it fit even better.

"Woman up, Changeling," Rei mutters, pulling her arm out of Zaine's grasp, only looking up from her drawing for a few moments. "Use your nails and scratch him. Pull a bitch move and rip the fucker's hair out."

"That escalated quickly," Raiden mutters beside me.

I gasp dramatically, looking at Rei and placing a hand over my heart in mock hurt. "I thought you liked me." I lean against Raiden, raising my hand to touch the back of it to my forehead, "I thought I was loved!"

"You're not bad," Rei replies, shrugging with a smile of amusement. "But if you mess with Changeling, you better prepare for hell."

Zaine sticks his tongue out at me, grinning. "That's warlock 1, alpha 0."

I grin back, chuckling. "I like you, Zaine. I haven't met many people who'll be this carefree with me. Most people think they have to act respectful and all that crap."

Zaine shrugs. "Alpha or not, you're gonna want to have fun and relax, especially away from Alpha duties. Hard to do that when people always treat you like a king. Besides, I don't have to listen to you if you try to tell me to stop. Now, what should I add to this?"

He holds up his sketch for me to see. We're supposed to be drawing something in perspective, like a road going into the distance, or a street corner. Zaine's apparently drawing some creepy mansion in the forest.