ris_wandi

In just one night, my life changed a hundred and eighty degrees. My happiness fades with sadness.

That terrible night, I lost my loved ones; Mama, Papa, Pack House.

But before I realized I was alone, Papa introduced me to a man. Someone Papa meant would take care of me. However, there he also left me.

Grow up in solitude. I wouldn't want to know the name of love, mate. Because I am a rogue wolf.

Fated To The Rogue Alpha

I twirl the spaghetti on my plate with my fork while resting my head on my other hand. My mind wasn't on the conversations produced by the rowdy table which seats were filled by my family and all our closest friends. Nope, it was on the one person I always wished to be with.

J. I wished he was here to enjoy this with me instead of home with Caspar probably wondering why I had to leave.

I sigh at the thought. Instead of cuddling with my mate, I was attending one of my parents little dinners. They invited all their close friends and their kids so the room was pretty full. To the heads of the table were my dads of course, to the left the kids and to the right the parentals.

I used to love these dinners, it was a time filled with love and happiness, one filled with an air of comfort and safety which I reveled in. But right now the only thing in the air was the smell of roasted sausages.

KEEP BITCHING