Once Upon A Rogue
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body and ignored it, so it wouldn't hurt if you do the same. I tell mys
with this because the body
nce it's what I've been surviving on since I came here, and wh
ma
y gulps. Thankfully he has his butt in the facing the air so I don'
r alive. Plus I am too scared to touch him, to check his puls
eason to not get mys
of hiding my face. Although I've come across werewolves, I've done my best to hide because my scent will sell me out that I'm a wol
to stay in. We made an agreement that I'd start making payments when I start worki
es in the world, it's mine a stray werewolf chose to
t didn't bother to help because he is
me and even though I have my hoodie
this man, and I figure he's catchin
my side and there I see a deep cut on his forehead wit
hey can come to assist me, but I don't see a sing
puff of breath. Though he is in a bad state, I can tell
t's obvious he was attacked and sustained a lot of inju
rough my brain, and I fight against the urge to v
for sure, I won't let
ulse and discover it's still moving, but not like that of a normal person, which means he's on th
e off my hoodie and wrap it around his stomach to stop the
injured man is so st
ven two of me cannot help him in, so I make sure I shield the large cut
bed that doesn't even contain his bo
ave to get to work but I
ining as I run along the streets to a nearby pharmacy where I can purchase
n pack, my family has served the other higher-ranking families, the Alpha's t
nly to see that the power supply is out. So I put
dy, I proceed to sew his stomach with a thread and needle the best w
anse the rest of his bruises, before sewin
oat. Instead, I grind it with my fist, pour it into a spoon of water, and put it in his mouth b
attress in the room to keep h
help. Whoever he is, he has a family somewhere. And even though I was too fragile to have saved
heart clenches itself so tight in my
is favorite phrase for me, and I start feel
on who truly cared for me. My life doesn't feel whole again. H
at the huge trained physique of the unconscious man