Nicky's POVOn my birthday, I found out that my mate is a rogue. I do not accept the fate of my life. I am the Alpha of the future. I need the perfect mate. The mate who has a handsome face, a strong physique, and a strong wolf. I am very ashamed to have a mate who is a rogue. People will definitely laugh and mock me. My reputation as a perfect woman will be damaged and lost. I won't let that happen. "Shit. There's no way my mate is a rogue!" Several times I hit the pillow against the bed. I'm venting my anger. I'm sure this is a dream. Birthdays are supposed to be fun days, but mine were different. Anger filled my heart. I remembered the rogue's face that was staring at me blankly. I want to scratch his face. All this time, I've been hoping to have an Alpha or Beta mate, a mate whose status is on par with mine or a mate with a strong wolf. Not a rogue. I have a bad fate. I glanced at the photo frame on the table. A picture of me smiling at the camera and wearing the dress t

Nora's POVI can't eat well. My mind is filled with questions. I wonder where Ken has gone. I'm afraid my guess is correct that he went to my pack. However, what will he do in my pack? Lucy doesn't want to tell me in detail. She's suspicious. I have to find a way to find information about the state of Ken's pack. I wonder what happened to Ken's pack to cause Ken to investigate something in my pack. I'm used to being friends with omega. I met the omegas and helped them cook. At first, they kept their distance from me. They thought that I was Ken's mate. I didn't tell them the truth because I needed information from them. But they still suspect me. Because when I arrived here, I passed out in Ken's arms. An Alpha can't carry someone carelessly. Maybe I prefer not to have power so I could be friends with anyone, but also, I wouldn't say I like being belittled. I don't want my pride to be trampled like when I lived in my pack. "I heard this pack is in trouble." I helped them cut the

"Why? Am I wrong? You are my mate." Ken's face showed sadness. I still can't believe it. I'm Ken's mate; it sounds weird even though the mate mark is on my neck. Not only because I just smelled his scent after he tagged me but also because I'm not confident. I, who has a weak body and a weak wolf, am the mate of an Alpha King. "But no one knows about it. They are suspicious about why you treat me differently from the others." I put the white fur cat on my thigh. The bristles are very soft. The cat closed its eyes. He enjoyed my touch. "I'll announce it if that's what you want." I turned to Ken, who was watching me. For several minutes I was hypnotized and trapped in his sparkling amber eyes. I shook my head to wake myself up. "I'm not ready. I still don't believe you either." I'm telling the truth. I'm still confused and can't believe what happened. Everyone has lied to me. Suppose Ken announces me as his Luna. Everyone will respect me and compete to treat me well. They will t

Ken's POVI don't like being in crowds. For decades I chose to hide in my pack. Many Alphas are looking for my pack; they want to meet me. I decided to show my face in public. I used Alpha Jerry's wedding to meet the Alphas of the werewolf and Lycan clans. Alpha Jerry is the only Alpha that I'm friends with. Our relationship is not very good. About five years ago, Jerry managed to locate my pack. He entered with a happy face and ran to find me. He is a lucky person, and I don't want anyone else to be lucky. So I had to make Alpha Jerry my friend so he wouldn't share my pack's location with the Alphas, who were eager to meet me. Once upon a time, the Abyss Pack was not very well known because we were Lycans. The werewolf clan did not consider us. They believe we are not like them. I've never found a difference between a Lycan and a werewolf. How are we different? The Moon Goddess who created us all. Werewolves also consider rogues to be disgusting wild wolves. Meanwhile, I invi

"Running around the pack?" I am surprised. My heart stopped beating for two seconds. I've never run for hundreds or even tens of meters. This pack is definitely big. "Why are you being so dramatic?" Ken gave me a scornful look and tilted his lips, enjoying my corpse-pale face. "Are you not wrong? I've never run that far before. What about my feet?" I dropped my gaze to my feet. I imagine it must be very tiring. If I pass out, I'll be a bother to Ken, and I don't want Ken to carry me anymore. It's so embarrassing. "What are you thinking?" Ken smacked my forehead. Slow, but it hurts. I stroked my forehead, throbbing pain. "Isn't there anything else? For example, swimming or badminton. These are the only two sports I can do." I am proud of myself. Ken needs to know that I can exercise and am not as weak as people believe. I just can't do it for very long. "Don't complain. You said you asked for my help. That means you've entrusted me as the person who can turn you into a strong one.