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

　　Rae had not been lying when he said that it would be cold where we were going. 


　　It was bad enough when he finally leveled out in the air, high above the ground below us, the cold air assaulting my eyes causing tears to stream almost relentlessly from them, and the steady beating of his wings alongside his faintly undulating bod did nothing to quell the motion sickness that seemed to curl threateningly in my stomach.


　　But as soon as he had announced that we would begin the shift through the realms with a half second warning, nothing could have prepared me for the bone chilling cold that seemed to invade every part of my body. It was then that I was truly appreciative of the thick furs that had been stowed alongside our saddles, and as one, our numb fingers struggled with the locks to hastily pull them around ourselves and stave off the cold.


CHAPTER 71