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

Yeah, but like... I'm her mate so it doesn't count - I argue brushing him off as I push my way inside while avoiding hitting against anything.

"I'm room 304, top floor. What about you?" I ask after squatting down to press the call button for the elevator.

"...room 303." She replies with narrow eyes.

"I'm starting to think you're a stalker," I say playfully but she doesn't laugh. "Hm, okay then."

It doesn't take long to make it back to our floor where Wilona seems to sag in relief. I put her down in front of her door, the task disturbingly difficult with the amount of resistance my body put against letting her go. But I force myself to do so and step away to give her some space.

"Will you be okay?" I ask watching her as I handed her her bag. She takes it with another sigh of relief. "With your ankle? I can take a l-"

"I'll be fine." She cuts in with a hard smile, while digging through the bag for her keys.

HEART TEARING WITH THE SOBS