Mistaken for a Rogue: The Alpha's True Heir

ather, Alpha Derek, raided the

I was fi

chemicals used to hide my scent, my

from me! It smells li

ther didn't check my DNA. He threw me

yet I was forced to eat dog food while they p

dog to tear my arm open, my

e maid close the curtains so she

hen my father got into

then immediately signed papers to ship me off to a l

t I was a d

al smell was masking the ra

not a

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falls to his knees in regret, the most powerful pack in

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ek

t was the only scen

We were deep in the Appalachian Mountains, raiding a Rogue nest. Rogues were wolves without a pack, t

amma reported through the Mind-Link,

d, my voice rough. "

mix of rotting meat, unwashed bodies, and fear. My warriors moved like shadows

She was curled in a corner, her o

" I wh

eyes wide with terror.

. I caught her, burying my face in her neck. She smelled of fea

ojected the thought into her mind, u

e. But then, something tu

en more than eight years old. Her skin was gray with grime, and her hair

re

dustrial solvent mixed with necrotic flesh. It was the scent of a Rogue who had gone feral, but ampl

t a trembling hand t

the trauma of her captivity hijacking her brain. To a wolf, scent is identity, and this

child away. "Get away! It smell

the concrete floor, her

ped between Nora and the filthy creature. The child looked at me, her eyes a

. My voice was low, laced with the Alpha's authority

hesitated, looking at the s

ared. The power of my voi

n't scream. She just looked at me, and then at Nora, wh

aiting convoy of SUVs. I placed Nora gentl

impered. "The smell.

d," I promised, ki

tossing the girl into the trunk area of the tr

za

dark and smell

y spare tires and tool kits. My stomach churned. I had

car went over a big bump, and my empty stomach reb

driver, a big man with a scar, sla

he interior, the driver said. I couldn't he

tenfold. I gasped, unable to breathe. It was the Alpha Aura. I knew what it was because

ather?-was doing this. He was

I'm sorry, I thought, though I didn't k

enough for me to breath

nd I was blinded by bright lights. We were in fron

y mother standing by the front door. She l

was wearing a pink dress with lace. She h

er, Dionne-cooed, but she wasn't looking

ts were Gamma unit warriors. They held the line so we could breach the bunker t

n and hugged Kylie, needing something pure to hold onto. "You sme

, hoping my mother wo

my scent, her face twisted in disgust. It was

that... that thing away from me.

an with cold eyes, looked

re the lowest rank, usually servants or weaklings. "You d

r toward the side of the hous

a maid. "And scrub her until her skin is raw. If she

at my parents. My father had his arm around Nora and the gir

slammed shut, leav