#Chapter4
---Sad Beginnings.
Marcus POV
When two of my pack mates walk in holding a little angel in their arm, she looked so innocent sleeping. She could use some meat on her little bones, her clothes were hanging by a thread, and her hair messy looking. But even with all that, she was a little doll, beautiful looking even in her current state.
I got what Kyle was talking about, I felt a pull toward her, I wanted to protect her, spoil her and give her unconditional love and keep her forever.
My pack is kind of strange, we are a bunch of misfits some of us lost our true and only mates our other half and for some of us, our mate decided to reject us. Wolves like us only get one true mate for all our immortal life to know your other half don’t want you or dead. Living in infinite pain never finding peace.