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

　　The morning of Ulfric's arrival seemed to come too quickly and despite anting to get it over and done with as quickly as possible, I wanted desperately to spare Ember from the experiences that I just knew Ulfric and his daughter would put her through.


　　Ember and Becky had shown themselves more than capable in the preparations that they had made for their arrival. The entire pack house had been transformed in a matter of days and I had no doubt in my mind that this was one thing that they wouldn't be able to pick her apart for.


　　Their strategic timing of the staff's kitchen related preparations meant that not only did everything look phenomenal, it also smelled heavenly as the smell of fresh bread and various cakes drifted through the air.


　　"Where did you get to this morning?" I asked Ember quietly, leaning in closely and lowering my voice so that only she could hear.


CHAPTER 45