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

leaps at me and I howl as I feel it’s jaws clench down

I’m forced to keep one off the ground. I’m a goner. There’s no way

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

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

it in desperation. It bites back and we roll over and over, both of us scratching and clawing at each other. Without knowing it, I rip through

they lie there, not

they aren’t

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

a time, they used to be

doing what their nature demanded of them? It wasn’t fair or very sportsmanlike. Plus, I hate the idea of killing something that

going to get you killed, Sabriel grumbled at

It’s in a great deal of pain

them, Sabriel, rogue or not, I can’t. They

alone and get away.

They’ll kill someone else.

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

when I can

you want Winter, but don’t say

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

turning around. Another item I’ve stolen from an unsuspecting household. I open it

into long strips as the rogue watches me,

There’s such sadness in its eyes that it tugs at my

like an ordinary run of the mill rogue, at least not like

me a low growl, its head staring

created out of the

to myself, praying they will and it seems to eye me for a

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

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