The Alpha's Rejected Silent Mate

Chapter 38

Chapter 38

Winter POV

I’m running in wolf form, as fast as my little legs can carry me, grateful for the speed that I possess. The trees

pass by in a blur and I easily jump over broken twigs and branches. I have to keep going, I can’t afford to stop. Not

now.

Keep running Winter Sabriel tells me urgently and I continue to do so, my nose picking up a horrid scent of rotten

eggs and meat, wrinkling my nose in disgust. The scent is overwhelmingly familiar and I begin to feel slightly

panicked as I start to run even faster.

How close is the rogue?

He’s gaining on us fast Winter. I don’t think we’re going to outrun it. We’re going to have to turn and fight.

But I haven’t practiced much, Sabriel, I don’t know if we can take them. I don’t know how to fight!

We have no choice, Winter, now turn around before he tackles you!

I turned and jumped neatly to the side in time to avoid the rogue which had jumped to tackle me from behind. I stare. It’s thin, mangy looking and malnourished, as though it’s been a long time since, it’s had a long time since they last ate. Its eyes are a crimson blood color and it’s a dark gray color, much like a normal wolf. It’s drooling as it snarls

at me and I flinch, staring into it’s eyes, my whole body tensed as I wait for the inevitable attack. I feel slightly sorry

for it, which annoys Sabriel.

Jump. Attack first Winter.

and surprising it for a moment as I rake my claws against their back. They howl and then

I fall off and roll over. It leaps at me and I

slightly as I’m forced to keep one off the ground. I’m a goner. There’s no way I can take them out now. But Sabriel refuses to let me give up. Urging me to continue

pain. I’m not dying today and neither are you. Run and tackle it into

at the pain as I do what she says but the rogue isn’t expecting me to attack and I

us scratching and clawing at each

as I drag them through, rolling over and away as they lie there, not moving. I can

know they

Winter, we can’t afford for them to keep tracking us, Sabriel

a time, they used to be

sportsmanlike. Plus, I hate

get you killed, Sabriel grumbled at

aside and concentrated on the rogue who was staring at me, not moving. It’s in a great deal of pain

They are

alone and get away.

They’ll kill someone else.

because they are rogues? Everyone deserves

when I can

Do what you want Winter, but don’t say I didn’t warn

and limping, biting my lip against the pain of my

earlier before turning around. Another item I’ve stolen from an unsuspecting household. I

tear into long strips as the rogue

naked and vulnerable. There’s such sadness in its eyes that

rogue, at least not like I’d

my arms out as it gives me a low growl, its head staring at

out

I think to myself, praying they will and it seems to eye me

one against the wound, wiping up what blood I

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