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.

it for a moment as I

and roll over. It leaps at

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

and neither are you. Run and tackle it into

what she says but the rogue isn’t expecting me to attack and I

us scratching and clawing

over and away as they lie there, not

and know they

keep tracking us, Sabriel tells

taking another life, even a rogues. After all, once upon a time, they used

sportsmanlike. Plus, I hate the idea of killing something that is so defenseless right now. They clearly

is going to get you killed, Sabriel

deal of pain and, from

I can’t. They are in no condition

alone and get away.

They’ll kill someone else.

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

when I can

what you want Winter, but don’t say I

lip against the pain of my leg, searching for the small back pack I flung into

around. Another item I’ve stolen from

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

such sadness in its eyes

run of the mill rogue, at least not like I’d imagined them

try holding my arms out as it gives me a low growl, its head staring at me as I show them

created out

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

wound, wiping up what blood I can. It whimpers but doesn’t try

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