Mated To The Rogue King
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d just fallen, and I was drenched, despite trying to t
oss any rogues, nor has my Alpha sent anyone after me. Maybe they didn't survive the attack
ng. I know I'm now a wanted criminal for abandoning the pack during a crisi
was slipping as the day wore on. I'm just a weak and pathetic Omega. The only good thing about
nough to circle four people hand in hand. I was practically d
d me from those rogues. If not for him... I didn't
rom him, the first day I saw him. It seems to be leading me deeper
t it wouldn't have been surprising considering he was a rogue. But I've never seen a wolf like him, half-man, half-wolf. It reminded
anic set in, and with adrenaline kicking in, I used my las
me, yet keeping their distance. My legs ached painfully, cuts
r was following me was faster still. It felt like they were toying with
arry me toward it, hoping the owner could help me, though it seemed ridiculous to
and I felt lightheaded. I had pushed my body too far. My le
ing yellow eyes staring down at me. I braced myself for death. T
n faded t
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like I was in a nightmare, being chased by monsters. The
I lifted a hand to my pounding head
to see a petite old lady sitting in a chair near where I
ed anything?" the ol
ld tell she was a wolf
I sat up so forcefully that th
he held h
ccelerating as the memory of being chase
assured me, trying to soothe my panic. "You're
olves... What happened? They got me... I was s
down. "The rogues will never hurt you aga
lf, stretching out her hand. "But you can c
ppened. A peaceful omega like me should have had
ally caught me." Horror gripped me at the thought
deep voice answered. I jerk
Debby bowed low to
d speechless, my mouth hang
nk you for your service,
d obediently, leaving us a
h my hair. He stood at least 6'8" with a well chiseled face and piercing brown eyes. He was. the same wolf-man who saved me from th
save me?" I man
e, and my wolf stirred, agitated at the sight of him. His presence was overwhelming intoxicating, as if every
at me with a burning gaze, like someone tryi
d for an escape route. But even if there were ten open d
hed the end of the room. He tower
manded, his deep voice
to him. Fear and something else I couldn't name
him growl lowly
ingers traced my face, leaving a strange sense of comfort in their wake. A shiver ran down my s
in a way i didn't understand. My wolf whimpered with need urging me to go closer, to feel more of his war
t the base of my neck, tingling the nerves a
anticipation and readi
and resonant like the devil's, echoed
rom my throat as hot tea
. everythin