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

　　Ember had arrived at breakfast in quite a subdued mood, which was to be expected. I wasn’t sure what to say to her after last night. The last thing I wanted to do was make her uncomfortable.


　　‘Comfort mate. Hold her. Love her. Make her smile.’ Brutus intoned, pacing restlessly as she took her seat next to me silently.


　　I swallowed nervously. Fuck. I didn’t do nervous. I wasn’t familiar with this feeling at all.


　　‘Dude, I have no idea what to say. I don’t want to upset her.’ I replied as I smiled gently at her and began to fill her plate with things I had seen her enjoy eating yesterday.


　　‘Be worse if you say nothing, stupid.’ Brutus grumbled sulkily.


　　I cleared my throat, and she glanced up at me, her eyes full of sadness, and I felt like my heart had been torn in two.


　　“Ember..I..” I began before she cut me off.


CHAPTER 27