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

rogue. I’m

you should have killed that rogue

Sabriel, besides there’s more than one

stand no

nearby pack after

you know. It’s

can hear the crashing sounds behind me. Thank god, I’m already in wolf

snarling, their red eyes glowing brightly in the

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

leaps at me and I roll, neatly avoiding them, taking advantage

run.

I continue to run. I’m small and agile, but they are easily able to keep up with me and it’s going to be a battle to get to

Duck

I stop in

catching up. He tackles me to the ground and we roll

the pain is excruciating and I finally threw him

is really close girl. You need to haul

I’m trying to do,

doing a very

 over him or maybe it’s her. I’m not entirely sure and

ass depends on it.

at the rogues and, thankfully, leaving my sorry ass

extremely hungry.