I don’t remember my name anymore, I’m simply Number 42. Locked away, Starved, Tortured, Alone. With only my inner voice to keep me company. Had my torturer finally driven me to insanity? 
As soon as the chance to escape appeared, I took it, my inner voice guiding the way and showing me a world I didn’t know existed. 

How do I navigate a world that refuses to accept me for who I am? 

I am Nate, Alpha of the Wandering Hearts Pack. Our world is brutal and unforgiving, and the weak will not survive long. With the arrival of my fated mate, and I decide to make her Luna. But the Alpha King has voiced his objections, and the rest of our world will fall behind him. 

My mate's wolf is formidable but her human form is fragile. Yet, I know inside her lies something intangible that hints at greater power. It's my duty as her mate to support her as she faces this world and her past. 

Will she be strong enough to overcome it all?

Alpha's Tortured Hybrid Mate

I spent a little longer by the pool after Nate and his men had gone, before seeking solace in the cave that we had claimed as our own. I sat in the cave entrance, hunched over with my knees hugged securely behind my arms embrace, staring forlornly at the path that his broad form had disappeared down. 


I hadn't realised that I had settled within another's territory. There were no scent markings on our frequent wanderings nor had we previously happened upon patrols in this area. The seclusion was why we stayed.


?I longed to smell his comforting scent again, the scent that brought a promise of comfort and home. 


'I have no doubts that he will return, yet I feel as though I am grieving. I'm not certain, but I think he may be our mate.' She whined sadly.


CHAPTER 7