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

Keeping my stomach away from its slashes that dug into my legs, grazing my face with a promising scare and its jagged jaws which attacked every other inch of me.


Vision was fading, running a bloody path away from me along with my other senses. One of its attacks forced one of my eyes into darkness and another rendered my legs useless.


It must've heard the pack coming, because no new agonize struck my straining form, only the ones it left in it's path.


I laid on the earth surface, pouring my blood into it while I gasped desperately for air. It'd bit into my neck once enough, an attack that would've killed me if I weren't an alpha.


Every inch of me was battered and bruised except the warm area that released a small thump when I listened close enough.


As my vision faded and my body gave in to the pending exhaustion, I hoped and prayed that it would continue to thump.


Chapter 43 KILL THAT BEAST