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

*

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