Fated to Be Forgotten

my head, a promise of something I'd thought was lost long ago-power, strength, and having control of my own destiny. But how could I trust him? He wa

nder layers of doubt and fear-that wanted to accept his words. Could he really help me u

e was not rushing me. However, I could feel the weight of his offer bet

h it was a little too quiet for

a. You are the daughter of an Alpha who was rejected or not. You have pot

anger boiling under the surface. "I... feel

foot forward. "You've allowed the pain of that loss to blind

a few months now. I tried to push everything down's-my wolf, the pain, my past, everything. But deep down I kn

ou unlock your true potential. I can connect you to a stren

was-or what he was. A rogue, an outsider. I had been trained to feel afraid and to distrust wolves like him. I had been told that wolves like him in life were destined to be nothing

t was parched. "What do you

es. "To fight with me. To help me defend against an ongoing impending threat. Fa

my spine. "What

ened. "My bro

crossed my ears, however, the tone Zane said it in carried a care that this wa

ic capable of decimating entire packs of wolves, if left unchecked. He is making an army of ro

r Moon Pack. The pack that exiled

asked with a warmer bitterness creepin

hat is right. Because Damian is not going to stop at your old pack, he will go after others. He will hunt

left a hollow memory for being an innocent pack member. I was not a killer. I was no

bout fighting against me. Fighting the part of me that had been imp

o?" I barely ma

t way. Alone, broken, hiding from your past. But sooner or later, Damian is com

dragged into a war. But if Zane spoke the truth and there we

him. He was random rogue, wasn't he? But he had saved me from the rogues who had

to do?" I finall

I will train you. I will teach you how to handle your power. I will teach you how

t wasn't just about survival anymore. This was about

arply featured face in brilliant detail. I felt a gl

y, determined to resemble a he

ething more than a simple agreemen

onveyed the undertow: every action retreats. I wondered if I would regret the decision to run someday, but before I could

of this nature. The road in front of me was going to be dangerous, as the dark unknown alway

ness behind Zane, I was

my strength, but I would be lying if I said that I

d be no going