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

Damon rushes from the kitchen with his knife in his hands as he looks around wildly, only to freeze when he catches sight of the monster.

"You can't be serious." He says as he sags, tucking his knife away as he looks at me and then back at the black ball. "Don't tell me you're scared of Blaze."

"Blaze?" I question looking at the thing, trying to figure out what it was, but I couldn't for the life of me. "W-What the fuck is that?" I stutter out as it goes straight to Damon's legs. It was definitely not a dog, no dog moved like that.

"A bunny." He answers, leaning down to pick it up. "How do you not know what a bunny looks like?"

I relax instantly, dropping my head against my knees as relief cradles me. My heart slows itself alongside my ragging breathing and soon I feel myself blushing yet again with embarrassment. I peek my eyes over my knees to look towards Damon who was standing in the same space with the bunny, with... Blaze.

PRONE TO VIOLENCE