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 extremely

you should have killed

there’s

Winter. We stand no chance against them. Not with

pack after all then, we have no

to live, you know. It’s not like I have a death

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

and circle me, snarling, their red eyes glowing

and they all look mangy and thin, as

roll, neatly avoiding them, taking advantage

run.

and agile, but they are easily able to keep up with me and it’s going to be a battle

Duck

and a rogue goes flying overhead. It turns and I

others behind me are catching up. He tackles me to the ground

the pain is excruciating and I finally threw him off me. Sabriel

to haul your ass before

do you think I’m trying to

not doing a very

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

my skinny ass depends

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

extremely hungry.