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 lowered my head at the same time as Nate, the perfect picture of demure elegance, even though internally, my mind was racing with doubts. I was severely questioning whether or not I had made the right decision in wearing this particular dress with the low collar.


　　As soon as we had returned to the pack house after our morning run and began getting ready for Ulfrics arrival, Becky had been adamant that I should make a statement without saying a word, and I was convinced that it wasn't possible. However, Becky had proved me drastically wrong on my initial assessment.


　　She had disappeared for a few moments as she began rummaging through my wardrobe before re-emerging with a triumphant expression on her face. As soon as she had held this dress up for my approval and explained what she intended, I understood perfectly.


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