On her feet was the only place where her safety came from with her baby brother in the comfort of her arms she runs from the possible truth of murdering her mother, from the fear of her fathers wrath, from the hate of her twins intents, Rye is the name she goes by after the dreadful night that took away the only woman that could face the beast that harbours within her and the only people that knows the truth, that stand by her as her new found sword and shield is none other than her fathers Gamma and Pack Doctor but one wrong decision leaves Al and Rye separated from them.

The Crimson Descendant

The next day, Patricia knocks on my door to check on me, it seems news of the incident spread fast here. Patricia informs me that the alpha insists I rest but I refused and headed down for breakfast, grabbed a sandwich then left. Gamma Ron offered to take me but I refused not wanting to attract more attention. At the campsite rogues were put into groups and given a pair of instructors to supervise the routine exercises, the pups below age 13 were grouped separately from the teenagers and adults. I’m still considered a pup even though I hate being called one. Most of the rogues show their distaste of my presence while others give sympathetic looks, however, the pups in my group don’t shy away from voicing their opinions and voiced it thinking I wouldn’t retort. 


Chapter 11 – The Scars We Share