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

"Try again, princess", Alex speaks, tilting his head sideways, letting soft popping sound come from his neck as he prepares himself. I am frowning with tears in my eyes as I watch my mate in his mid-shift form.


The kitchen knife in my hands trembles along with my arms. Noticing the same, the rogue groans, "You can't pierce my flesh with shaky hands. You need to hold it firm and point up to my chest." He raises his hand and points at his chest with his claw.


Shaking my head, I resist the urge to cry, "Th-This is stupid! Why are you doing this??" The male looks at me with raised eyebrows.


For last three days, Alex is making me go through this training where he pretends to attack in his mid-shift form and wants me to defend myself using the blade in my hands. Every single time he did this, either the knife fell out of my hands or I just lowered it instinctively.


My disappointing actions have earned me glares, annoyed groans and scoldings which only made this even worse.


Chapter 36 Hurting Mate