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

"Put the knife down Damon." He says calmly but I shake my head.

"I'm not going to stab you." I spit, anger growing deep inside at the words. I would never touch my own father in a harmful way, I wasn't that fucked up.

"Yeah, but seeing my son spinning a knife in his hand while we're talking, isn't comforting at all." He replies, voice still calm and gentle. It was different for him and made me mad just to hear it.

"It calms me," I explain but he didn't budge so I set it back down and instead fold my arms, letting my talons poke at my skin where he couldn't see.

"Now, when was the last time you spoke to Felicia?" He asks leaning forward slightly.

"I don't know, a few weeks," I reply and he frowns deeply at this.

"You guys used to talk daily when she was in university." He argues and I have to fight my urge to grab the knife.

SASSY IN THE NIGHT