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

Needless to say, I was sore for a week. I stayed on the bed and Alex was there to look after my every need. He cooked for us and took the responsibility of washing me clean every day. I was in pure bliss but there stayed a nagging feeling that this all can be snatched away from me.


Julian's texts asking me to meet him didn't help either.


"Alex?", I try to get the attention of the male who was busy massaging my legs. He hums and I continue, "I will say my goodbyes to Nadia soon... Trevor has a better future here without me... Can we leave after that?"


The rogue turns to me before smiling and nodding, "Of course, mate." My heart swells with warmth and I couldn't help but smile more.


Once I was able to walk again on my own, I go downstairs to find Alex in the kitchen, cooking meal for us. Standing behind him, I wrap my arms around the male, humming in content. "Hello, love", the rogue greets me as he puts salt into the pan.


Chapter 48 Saying Goodbyes