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

The one that reminded me of how I'd lost her, when I promised to never leave her.


Sometimes I relived it all, and I was just supposed to live with it. I suppose that was the best punishment, best way to atone for the sins I'd commited ... the pain I caused to so many.


It'll hurt less when you're back there, when you're building everything back - Roger says and I frown slightly.


We. When we're back there - I correct him.


Yeah, w-when we're finally home ... at peace - He replies and so we sit.


We sit and watch, reminiscing while trying to forget ... we sit. And we pray, pray for a better beginning somewhere else.


I shut the truck of the car before turning to look at everyone. I lean against the door as a weak smile settles on my lips.


Nothing filled my ears but the sound of their misery. They sobbed, whimpered ... cried, cried like I'd never seen anyone cry before as they held onto a piece of their family that was drifting away.


Chapter 115 GOOD AT GOODBYE