Mag-log inOthers proclaimed she was a curse, but he picked her up and said, “You’re special, Imogene.” She was his antidote. His blessing. ~~~~ Imogene Howling was hated by her father, the Alpha of Moonclaw Pack, because her birth caused her mother’s death, and she was soon blamed for her twin brother’s disappearance. Due to her inability to shift, she was bullied by her pack and called the pack’s “cursed child.” When her father’s health began to fail, Imogene was made to assume the position of the She-Alpha, despite the pack’s reluctance. For two years she managed the pack, married to the only man who ever showed her kindness—Damian. But everything soon came crashing down. Imogene was betrayed by the two people she trusted the most and framed for killing her own father for power. She was overthrown and sentenced to death for her orchestrated crimes. Just as the sharp metallic blade was about to reach her neck, someone blocked it—Fenrir, the rumored mad and ruthless Alpha of the rogues. “Drop your sword before I drop your head to the ground,” he growled. As Fenrir bought Imogene’s freedom and carried her back to his estate, Imogene would soon realize that she’s not as powerless as she thought and what appeared to have been a coincidental meeting was actually a planned move that even roots back to her brother’s disappearance and her own true identity that has been hidden all this while.
view more~~Imogene's POV~~We were back on the road now. The carriage shaking slightly as we rode, heading deeper into the woods. I stared out the window, watching the trees blur by. As we neared a clearing, the anticipation built in my chest. I still couldn't shake off the stories I had heard of Fenrir, the Alpha who was both feared and infamous for taking what he wanted. I couldn’t help but be curious. What exactly did he have planned for me? A secluded part cleared up and when we finally reached a closed gate, I took a deep breath, bracing myself for whatever was ahead. The horses slowed, and the sound of clanking metal filled the air as the gate creaked open. My heart raced as we rolled into what I can only describe as a bustling town—a thriving life hidden in the woods. It was astonishing!The first thing that hit me was the lively environment. Women in flowing gowns and men in sharp, tailored coats walked about confidently, their heads held high. Shops lined the streets, each one filled
~~Imogene's POV~~The world had closed in around me, tight and suffocating. I stood there silently telling myself that maybe death was the best option. I should have never been born in the first place. My thoughts went to the sharp, cold metal of the sword. The one that could have sliced down and finally ended the pain. But just when I thought it would happen, he came. Fenrir. The Alpha of the rogues.He walked in like a light. I could hardly believe it when he broke my chains. Then, he held my hands in his strong palms and called me special. Special? I scoffed inside at the irony. There was nothing special about me. I was a curse, a plague to my own people.As he pulled me away from the crowd, my pack, my family, I felt their eyes burning into me, filled with hatred. Then the side of my neck still burned from where he had touched me earlier. The mark he left wasn’t just any mark; it signified ownership. It was usually the kind that was bone between mates, a promise of togetherness.
~~Fenrir's POV~~They were like crows, all of them, barking and hungry for blood they had not earned and anger they could not justify. Their filthy excitement was more irritating than the dirt in a sewer.My boots sounded as I stepped forward, the aura coming off me was unquestionable. They were all staring at me in both disbelief and astonishment.“Alpha Fenrir?” someone whispered under their breath from amongst the crowd, the fear almost was tantalizing to me.“Why is he here?”“Moon Goddess, help us. He’ll take our land.”“He and his rogues destroy everything. We’re doomed.”Their panic was visible in the air, I could feel it, sense it, taste it. A man stepped forward, standing on the high stand where an Alpha was supposed to stand and command respect, but even from this distance, I could see his shoulders shaking.He tried to keep his chin high. Tried to look like an Alpha. But I saw right through him.“Allow me to introduce myself,” he began, his voice cracking even as he tried t
~~Imogene's POV~~It had been three days. Three endless, nightmare days since they dragged me and locked me in this cold cell.I could still hear the echo of their accusations on the stone walls of my prison cell, the hateful words replaying over and over in my head. Even down here, I could hear their voices; murmurs and insults that dripped with venom.Three days.Three days of suffocating air and silence so loud it almost made me mad.They had me locked away like a mad dog, chained and alone, and even though I had no wolf to howl for me, I almost wished I did. Maybe then I could scream. Maybe then someone would listen. But no one cared.The cell smelled of old blood. Rats scurried around the corners, bold enough to steal crumbs from the last traitor who probably died here. I wondered if he’d died alone like I would. I wondered how he might have died. Probably peacefully. But I wouldn’t even have that.Damian and Vivian had made sure of it.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw that da






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