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

We returned to our cave together. I felt my wolf's happiness intensely and i smiled. We hadn't known happiness like this, and I wished the night wouldn't end in all honesty.


I didn't want to see Nate just yet, I was happy to let my wolf bond with Brutus and spend time with him whilst I worked through my feelings. 


As Brutus loped off, we turned and headed into the cave. I was just about to begin the transformation again when a whine from the entrance caught our attention. My wolf's ears picked up, and she padded to the entrance, sniffing curiously.?


Brutus stood on the bank with a bundle of material held gently in his mouth. He placed it almost reverently on the ground and nudged it gently towards us, before backing away with his tongue lolling and panting happily. He gave a short bark before turning and leaping over the bushes excitedly and sprinting off into the darkness. 


CHAPTER 9