In just one night, my life changed a hundred and eighty degrees. My happiness fades with sadness.

That terrible night, I lost my loved ones; Mama, Papa, Pack House.

But before I realized I was alone, Papa introduced me to a man. Someone Papa meant would take care of me. However, there he also left me.

Grow up in solitude. I wouldn't want to know the name of love, mate. Because I am a rogue wolf.

The Rogue Mated To The Alpha

"What's your favorite color?" I ask J as we try to walk to the next tree. Try being the operative word. "I feel like you're a red kinda man."


He doesn't reply. I'm pretty sure he wasn't even focusing on me, just on making his feet move the way he wanted them to.


Today we were working on his walking. He was really trying his hardest, growling everytime he tripped and throwing a fit everytime he took me down with him.


Though about ninety-nine percent of his weight was pressed onto me, it was still a valiant effort. I tried to keep the mood light with conversation, but obviously it was bound the fail. Nevertheless, I couldn't just leave him to brood in the selfhatred he showcased as he continuously glared at his feet.


Chapter 22 GOING END OF ME