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

It'd been a couple days since that horrible day in which J went wondering through the pack and almost gave me a heart attack. Since then, we'd been making incredible progress. J had adjusted nicely to his new routine here and was much happier ever since I'd begun taking him out for runs.


I couldn't keep up with him, not for long but that didn't seem to faze him in the slightest. He'd seemed genuinely happy just to spend time with me outside the house, in the woods he knew so well in our natural forms. I knew he preferred being in wolf form so I'd made it a priority to let him run more often, it'd made him feel more comfortable and that was all that was important to me.


He'd also learned immediately that leaving the house without me was not an option. I knew it was unjust and limiting, especially because he was my mate. But I couldn't risk it. Risk him getting caught by someone who recognized his scent, being brought to my father. I just couldn't risk him getting hurt.


Chapter 61 LAUNCHED INTO A DARK ABISS