The Alpha's Rejected Silent Mate

Chapter 39

Winter POV

It’s been a few weeks now and both Sabriel and I are growing weary of being outdoors all the time and

continually looking over our shoulders. Not to mention avoiding packs and traveling solo.

Please, let’s go to the next territory, even if it’s just to eat and rest. I’m tired of sleeping outdoors.

You’re a wolf, Sabriel, all wolves do is sleep outside for heaven’s sake.

Just because I’m a wolf doesn’t mean/can’t appreciate a soft mattress once in a while.

You’re so spoiled.

I’m a princess Winter and princesses deserve to be pampered.

I’ll think about it.

The more I think about it, the more tempting it becomes. The pack’s not that far and to be honest, it would be

nice to eat something different for a change instead of hunting my food down. Then I feel Sabriel in the back of my mind, tentatively sniffing. My blood runs cold. I can smell the scent of rotten meat and eggs and there’s only one

thing that I can think of that makes that kind of smell. Rogues, several of them approaching. That’s worse than just

lonely rogue. I’m

have killed

it alone, Sabriel, besides there’s more than

stand no chance against them. Not with

guess we’re going to the nearby pack after

want to live, you know. It’s not like I

crashing sounds behind me. Thank god, I’m already in wolf form, because several rogues step

me, snarling, their red eyes glowing brightly in the sunlight. I gulp. There’s at least

of them and they all look mangy and thin, as though they are starving. Their jaws are

leaps at me and I roll, neatly

run.

leg and let out a howl at the pain, shaking them off as I continue to run. I’m small and agile, but they are easily able to keep up with me and it’s going to

Duck

duck and a rogue goes flying overhead. It turns and I stop in my tracks as it lets out

The others behind me are catching up. He tackles

me in a desperate attempt to get free. God, the pain is excruciating and I

pack is really close girl. You need to haul your ass before we become dinner for

think I’m trying

be fair, you’re not doing a very good

 over him or maybe it’s her. I’m not entirely sure and I’m not about to look at

depends

pack’s territory coming up and I run even faster, pumping my little legs for all they are worth. I jump, several wolves from that side growling, launching themselves at the rogues and, thankfully, leaving my sorry ass behind. I watch wide-eyed as the fight turns into chaos, wolves everywhere, springing

extremely hungry.