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

　　Becky had been gone an awfully long time and I was starting to worry. I knew from first hand experience that the longer you were away from the cell, the worse state you would return to it in.


　　I hated that she was being punished in my place, all because the damn psycho bitch wanted to break me down, but as much as I wanted to give in and pretend that she had won, there was a part of me that refused to do that.


　　The part of me that demanded that I tear her apart at the first opportunity and I was only too eager to do that, but was it worth Becky's suffering in the meantime?


　　I had tried everything that I could think of to get through to my wolf, but nothing I tried worked and I had given up for now, slumping down onto the filthy stone floor, avoiding the straw filled mattresses as much as I could.


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