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

"At least with the pants, your friend will be a lot less distracting." I say keeping my eyesight in the plain of PG audiences.


I roll off of him eventually and quickly grab the underwear and pants from the pile before returning to him. I separate the two and hold up the loose boxers I thought would fit him. I had a feeling briefs would make mad.


"These usually go on after you shower, to keep you clean, but now will have to do." I explain as I tug at the waistbands playfully. "One leg in, then the other." I say before kneeling down a bit. I stare at his stationed legs waiting from a moment before looking up to find his unentertained expression.


"This foot," I say demonstrating with my left foot before tapping his. "Then the other."


Chapter 23 BIT HARD ON THE OUTSIDE