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

Felicia ate the meat off the bone of the hare I'd cooked viscously. I watched her with a faint smile, relieved above all else that she was finally eating. It turned out she was just a little picky and wouldn't eat meat unless it was just a certain way, it took a few tries, but I'd figured it out.


"Here, eat more." I say giving her my last portion.


You need to keep your strength up as well - Roger reminds me but I ignore him and focus on Felicia. She looks at me hesitantly so I give her a reassuring smile. Jayson …


Her first Roger - I insist leaving no room for discussion.


With that last push, she grabs hold of the bone and quickly devours the remaining meat. I dust my hands off onto my shorts before standing to my feet, Felicia's large eyes follow my every movement as I poke at the small fire that had been dwindling to make our meal. I put it out, resting the wood I'd need for later nearby before reapproaching her.


Chapter 64 HER FIRST