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've been running for two days, the longest I've ever been in wolf form. My legs had gone numb some time yesterday, my mouth dry in desperate need of water and the rest of my body screamed for me to stop.

Don't even think about it - Roger growled viscously in my head.

I won't - I snap back, even though I wanted nothing more than to stop and take a break.

I didn't have to look at her to know that she was still crying. She'd been crying since the moment I laid eyes on her, a sight which pained me more than I knew it could. It was like a burn that festered continuously, never dwindling.

KEEP HER SAFE