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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

Wilona asks, walking up behind me as I repositioned the lamps towards the couch.

"You said you see better when it's brighter, so I'm making it as bright as possible so there's no mistaking this," I explain, dancing between the many lights to get them just right. "Sit."

Will obliges and slips into a comfortable position. Her painted toes poking out behind her as she rests herself partially on her legs which laid folded beneath her. Her arm resting leisurely against the sofa as she tracks me with curious and kind eyes, the look sending a tingle down my spine.

I turn on the remaining lights in the apartment before making my way back to her. Making sure everything was perfect, she deserved nothing less.

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