With hesitant steps and a kitchen knife in hand, Claire makes her way to the storeroom where the noise came from. The lights in the tiny room were off as usual yet the soft wind hitting her nose tells her that she had forgotten to shut the window. As she walks over to the window, the door shuts close behind her, making her yelp and turn around. She isn't alone. Before she could think of her next move, the brunette is pinned to the wall behind her by a firm grip on her neck.
She couldn't see the face of her attacker but his strong scent of rain mixed with the metallic smell of his blood hits her nostrils. Claire could tell the Rogue is smirking with his face so close to hers and as his grip tightens on her throat, her air supply gets cut short. Her lips quiver only to say one word, "..Mate..."
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Claire Skylar has already turned 27 but didn't find her mate. With her being too weak to protect herself or her family, her parents forced her to be in a live-in relationship with a pack warrior. Another rogue attack at her pack leads her with an unexpected encounter with her destined one, Alex Cooper, a rogue.

Protecting Rogue Mate

After the intense training, I'm brought to the couch by Alex like he promised he would after every training session. Panting and tired, I glance at the male that simply relaxes on the couch beside after turning on the TV. I'm reminded of all the 56 kisses I got to steal from him and blush.


Seeing how I made less fuss today, I have a feeling that he might adopt this method for daily practice and I was in no way complaining. The male continues to switch through the channels the best he could. He told me how there's no such gadgets back at his place for no rogue immerses himself into such kind of luxury. For rogues don't have businesses in the human world like us packs, they don't get any money so they solely depend on the mother nature or the loot from the attacks on packs which now explained why they did it so often.


Chapter 15 A Phone Call