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

"But you're mad now," I state, making her eyebrows pull together as her foot taps furiously against the ground.

"I'm not mad at you." She manages after a moment.

"No. I'm not mad." She says dropping the fork and leaning back into her chair. She pulls her legs up beneath her and runs a hand through her hair. Frustration rippling off of her in waves as she shifts uncomfortably until she finally settles with a sigh, placing her arm against her knee. "I don't really know. I'm just confused."

I bite my tongue to stop from pressing any further, not when there was so much distress tumbling from her as she looked up at me as if I held the answers but I didn't hold shit.

I place my own fork down gently and fold my arms against the table. Watching her and waiting patiently for her to continue when she was ready to.

DON'T EVEN JOKE ABOUT THAT