The Abused Fated Mate

me, hunger etched on their faces. Towering tall, grey and black fur challenging me with a menacing glare. No hint of humanity in those dark eyes. Some stick out their tongue

nd that has become my reluctant home. Banished from my own pack, the pack I knew since childhood. My past of hea

ngly. A low growl escapes my throat, no word

y rogue clan's rule. Being a kiss-up is not in my nature, not now or ever. My wolf Helen

tain they've lost track of me, I

a check for danger before running like a maniac without looking a

oking face right in front of me instead. Heart's going crazy loud. Wide eyes st

e up from my little daydream. Shook my h

t was that?" Silence

he woods?" wondered to myself as

alive.

t, too busy admiring the view. Not just hot but strong too! How did he fight

can help heal him for no

his wound. Shifted back to human form and got dressed again. Checked his wound - not fully healed ye

keeping those cruel ruff

ly for me. His lips, irresistibly tempting. I mentally scolded myself for such thoug

iss. Glancing at his chest, the hardness and the tatto

ul thoughts, I tore a piece of my dress to c

strip and have your way with him," my inner wolf exclaimed

nection. That wolf really knows how to push my buttons and leave me hanging. Lo

tate. The moisture between my legs only worsened matters. In simpler

his side. I just needed one last glimpse of him before we went our separa

could I think straight when the man I rescued looked so captivatingly dashing? And how could I ignore this stran

ering his wound to check if it was healing properly. The sound of a twig snapping nearby start

place with fear. My heart pounded as I turned to see another strikingly han

pointing shakily at the injured man bes

ied, I covered my mouth with my hands, praying for divine