LOGIN“I, Neolani Griffin accept you as my mate,” I beamed, waiting for him excitedly to accept me too. There was a long pause. “Who gave you the right to call me by my name?” He snapped, anger dripping from every word he spoke.“Answer me” He barked, eyes locked on mine. “How do you know my name? It must have been the maidservants right?, I'll have them stripped off their post” He stepped away from me. “I, Ragnar Gray, reject you Noelani Griffin as my mate” Neolani never asked to be a rogue. Once an Alpha, once a daughter, her world was in shambles the night her family was murdered and her pack taken hostage by her half-uncle. Now, she’s nothing but a rogue, fighting to survive where wolves like her are despised. On the run for survival she unkowingly crosses the borders of Alpha Ragnar pack who is known for his cruelty, powerful, merciless, and loyalty to a pack that sees rogues as the enemy. Alpha Ragnar prepares to end her without a second thought, but then he feels it. The bond, she’s his mate. The one thing he swore he would never want. Worse, his heart already belongs to someone else: his beautiful childhood friend who was mated to his beta, Kendrick. He rejected the bond the moment it burned through him. But desire doesn’t wait for permission. With every stolen glance, and every reckless touch, the line between hatred begins to blur. Together, they could ignite a powerful love that is if pride and betrayal don’t destroy them first.
View MoreI shook my head with each step he took, tears pouring down my cheeks as he signaled me to come closer with a devilish look in his dark evil eyes. My eyes caught a glimpse of the window behind me which displayed a dead end. There was a sword in his hand with blood dripping down the edges which gave him away. He killed my family. He didn't have guns, so this demon before me wasn't a part of the Royal Guards. Papa said to always carry guns. I searched the pockets of my pants frantically for my gun. I was frightened when I realized my gun wasn't with me. I looked back at him, and he made advances towards me.
Ever so quickly, I slammed myself into the window without thinking, ready to throw myself into the fall. But pain sliced through my back, sharp and burning. I didn’t see it happen, but I knew. He’d swung his sword. Silver. Had to be. Nothing else burns like that, nothing else slows the healing. My family died because of that same metal. We wolves recover quickly...unless it’s silver. Then we bleed and die.The fall wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. I let out a groan as I rolled on the grass and tried to stand up. A sharp pain shot through my left ankle given that I had just jumped from the third floor. I stood still when I heard him sniffing the air for me. He tried to mind link with me, but I blocked it to make him believe I was dead. I jumped into the river that flowed from behind my house. Not a ripple followed as I slipped beneath the surface. That's how we were trained. His shadow passed over the surface of the river, my eyes following every step he made away from the river. Slowly I lifted my head above the surface of the water. He was gone. I couldn't sense him anymore. I struggled with my broken ankle and tried to come out of the river. My wolf Lana whimpered with every movement I made. She's not usually weak but the death of my family must have weakened her, considering she hadn't healed me, not even tried and that scared me more than the wounds.I scratched my back hard against a tree, dragging it down the bark, trying to tear the silver out with flesh if I had to, to prevent it from seeping in deeper. The sting was blinding. I knew it wouldn't heal much and would leave a scar. It was better than dying. I limped back into my house, up the stairs to the library. Upon seeing my family's corpse again, I fell to my knees and broke down into tears. I cried until the sky darkened, until night swallowed the world and left me with nothing but silence.My senses picked up a smokey smell accompanied by screams of agony not too far from my house. It was the pack members–they all have their respective homes. My father, who was the alpha, allowed it because he wanted there to be a little privacy within families rather than a pack house–The shouts of victory were louder than the screams of agony. Amidst the shout of victory, one voice sounded so familiar it sent chills that resonated down my spine.“Now the Crescent Moon Pack will cease to exist!”Reality checked as I realized it was the voice of my uncle, my father's half-brother Anthony. Who had always sought war with my father on common ground. Frightened with no sense of defense, I quickly got to my feet as the shouts of victory got closer and took one last glance at my family's corpse before I went for the run. I ran away from the pack as fast as my throbbing ankle could handle, the wind clawing at my face. I had no problem navigating my way through the dark nights.I knew the moment I crossed my pack’s border I'd become a rogue, unclaimed, unwanted, erased. A name no one spoke. A life no one protected. Out there, the law was simple: rogues are threats. Kill on sight. No questions. I, an alpha female.The daughter of an alpha reduced to nothing more than prey.NOELANI POV‘Mate’I froze upon hearing Lana speak in my head for the first time in years.‘Lana…I've missed you, it's been long, been years’ I whispered in my head.‘Mate’, she said again, ignoring what I said.‘What do you mean by mate, who's my mate?’ ‘Alpha is mate’ Her last word sent a cold shiver down my spine. That's when I smelt it. His smell. It smelled like wood, sweet coffee and a hint of warm cinnamon, mellow and impossibly comforting, something I couldn't name. It surrounded his office.‘All this time the alpha was my mate? He knew all along? Why didn't he tell me? Was that why he demanded that I stay quiet till you come back? But he just told Hannah he didn't have a mate and didn't need one.’Lana whimpered in my head after my last statement.‘Don't worry yourself Lana, there's no way he'd hate us, he can't hate us. Mate can't hate each other and if they do, they will both be hurting themselves. And legend says rejected mates would be inflicted with pains worse than an
NOELANI POV“How dare you go against my command?” He said, his voice laced with spite. “You are a rogue and should be done with the moment you crossed my pac–”“Then kill me already” I said flatly, my eyes locked on him. I hate the feeling of being indebted to anyone.He was taken aback by my reply but it didn't last. He went right back to his cruel self “I wish I could”, he muttered, and within seconds he lifted me and dropped me on the bed “Keep quiet and stay still” He snapped and stormed out of the room with long strides, locking the door shut behind him.I sat there stunned, replaying his words in my head. He wished he could kill me. He wished to. Was he serious? Honestly, he has every reason to, but what was I thinking? Why did I say that?I groaned as I fell flat on the bed. I wondered how long I would stay here and why he needed my wolf’s presence in order for him to converse with me.****Weeks passed and I was gradually healing, my ankles no longer hurt like it used to and t
NOELANI POVI stretched slowly, the softness beneath me was foreign but oddly comforting. The sheets were warm, the mattress cradled my sore body in a way I hadn’t felt in a long time. For once, the pain wasn’t unbearable. Just a dull throb echoing through my limbs, not the sharp agony I was used to waking up to.My eyelids flickered open. But before I could fully take in my surroundings, everything that occurred the day before was recollected. I bolted upright, my heart leaped into my throat.Neither was I in chains nor was I on a cold floor locked up in a cell. Instead, I was in a room. Dimly lit, warm, and clean. The room was decorated with muted pink tones and thick curtains. I found myself on a queen-sized bed and a duvet that covered my legs. I lifted the duvet a little and saw my left ankle bandaged in a solid cast, and my back.I winced, rolling my shoulders slowly. My back felt stiff and stitched up. I used my right-hand fingers to trace the stitches as far as I could reach.
NOELANI POV Day in, day out, I scavenged for food. It’s strange being raised as the Alpha’s child with fresh meat, food, and fruits daily, only to now fight over scraps. Hunting used to be a game. Now it’s survival. I’ve fought with rogues who claim they’re stronger than I. Maybe they are. They’re wild untamed in ways I’m still learning to be. How long has it been? A year? Two? I’ve lost track of time out here in the wild. No contact, no pack, not even Lana. My wolf has been silent since the incident. I haven’t shifted once. The wild was cold in ways the body can't explain. Nights bite, and days blur. I sleep with one eye open, if I sleep at all. I've forgotten what it feels like to laugh. I used to laugh so much, especially with Lana, my wolf. She was the fire in me, fierce, proud. Now she's gone quiet, buried deep beneath pain. Some days, I wonder if she’s still there at the back of my head. I had gotten better at moving in silence. At hiding my scent, watching the shadows. Be
NOELANI POV“Mum, I'm back!” I yelled.My voice echoed down the hallway of my house. As I dropped my backpack on the dining table. I came back home from visiting my grandpa’s grave. I stayed by his grave and rant even though I know he can't reply. He was so loving while he was alive. He was the alpha before he handed over to my father. The whole pack loved him.“Eddy?” I called out to my brother. But no answer Normally, I would have been greeted by the omegas–they were the lowest of ranks and are considered helpers as they are the weakest–but I didn't see anyone, didn’t hear a thing either.“Is anyone home?” I called out.I went towards the staircase and to my horror I saw blood flowing down the stairs. My heart raced, louder than my footsteps up the stairs, the closer I got towards the direction of the blood flow. I pushed aside Lana’s whimpering voice in my head–Lana is my wolf, she stays in my head while I'm in my human form–Her whimpers tried to tell me something but I refused to






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