Rogue Mate of the Alpha
Stephanie POV
I had once believed that some stories weren’t meant for people like me. I thought some lives were chosen, touched by fate, while the rest of us simply wandered, scraping together what little scraps of joy we could.
I had believed my place was in the shadows—nameless, powerless, surviving day after day in that greasy diner, forever branded a rogue, forever dismissed.
But standing at Tyler’s side, as the weight of a pack and a kingdom settled onto his broad shoulders, I knew better. Fate had always had its eye on me. And fate had carried me here, to this moment—where grief and glory met.
Bab Populer