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.

moment as I rake my claws

and roll over. It leaps at me and I

keep one off the ground. I’m a

not dying today and neither are you. Run and tackle it into the

at the pain as I do what she says but the rogue isn’t

desperation. It bites back and we roll over and over, both of us scratching and

away as they lie there, not moving. I can see their chest heaving

know they aren’t dead

us, Sabriel tells me, and I hesitate. I can’t

a rogues. After all, once upon a time, they used to be a shifter like me. How could

demanded of them? It wasn’t fair or very sportsmanlike. Plus, I hate the idea of killing something that is so

is going to get you killed, Sabriel grumbled

a great deal of pain and, from the looks of it, it

not, I can’t. They are in no condition to continue fighting. Let’s just leave

alone and get away.

They’ll kill someone else.

their lives forfeit just because they are rogues? Everyone deserves a chance to live. I

life when I can avoid

but

my leg, searching for the small

Another item I’ve stolen from an unsuspecting

looking for, a shirt that I tear into long strips as the rogue watches me, clearly confused. I approach it

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

rogue, at least not like I’d imagined

my arms out as it gives me a low growl,

created out of the

and it seems to eye me for

against the wound, wiping up what blood I can. It

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