A E Randell

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 had spent the last few minutes chatting with my wolf while I sniffed each of the individual bottles of scent that Becky had brought into the room. I felt that they were all quite pungent and wondered if I would be able to find any scents that were more natural when she took me shopping.


　　?I was intrigued by the concept of a mall and my wolf had no idea what a mall was. We both held a shared excitement for the experiences to come.


　　A light knock at the door commanded my attention before it was opened carefully and Becky's face peeked around the door.


　　"Luna, Alpha Nathaniel is here." She grinned widely.


　　I instantly felt my heart lurch and my wolf's excitement went through the roof. I felt nervous again. It was an odd feeling and still felt slightly foreign to me.?


　　So many years of shutting out emotion had me uncertain of my own feelings. Anything that made me feel happy, I was feeling guilty for. It didn't make sense.


CHAPTER 19