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

He gives me a pouty face that might as well have been the pasted version of his father's. And to my utmost shame, it has the same effect of making me give in.


"Fine, but Feli picks what we do." I say but it gets drowned out by Damon's excessive celebrations. I roll my eyes despite my gentle smile and redirect my attention to Feli. "What would you like to do?"


He thinks on it for a long moment, Damon's whispers of several dangerous suggestions only slowing down the process. I could tell there were a million and one things he wanted to do and only two of them he'd probably consider with my pregnancy. Feli always thought of others before herself, it was and will always be one of her greatest qualities.


"A picnic." He says finally. I smile with an approving nod that is immediately countered with Damon's loud disproving groan.


"A picnic?" He repeats clearly unimpressed. "Out of all the things we could do, you chose a picnic?!"


Chapter 42 PROTECT KIDS OR MATE