MARCUS

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        I knew from the first time I met her that there was something about her I that can't explain, but never had I thought she was my mate, this is all Rage's fault if not him, she would still be the strong warrior I had known her to be, I remember when Rage came to my friends and I asking us to come kill his mate, at first I felt shocked who kills their mate but now it all makes, she wasn't his she was mine and I am so happy she didn't die that day and she spared my life.

I wasn't born a rogue, I had a pack once, I had family once but it was all taken away when vampires attacked and since we were a weak pack it was easy everyone, only I had escape and from that day I just roamed around as a rogue, I meant other rogues and we became friends but I lost all of them the day we tried to attack the head warrior of the Bleeding moon pack and Luna of the Dark rage pack, I thought I was going to die that day too but she spared me, at first I was angry at her, she killed my friends my only family, then I saw the pain in her eyes when I told her, her mate.. no Rage asked us to kill her, I felt pity for her, it seems so unfair, when she brought me to her pack, the Luna didn't like me but later she bared my presence, I was always around Tricy, even when she gave birth to Noah, then she decided to go in search of her first child, I offered to go with her but she refused, after few months I received a call that she had been kidnapped by Rage, I immediately came to rescue her but when I found her, she looked nothing like herself she looked broken, though I brought her back home she wasn't the same again

I decided to pay her a visit today because I felt an unexplainable urge to see her, when I opened her room door, she didn't even look back, I had to move to her front, she just raised her head and look at me , even though broken she was still as beautiful as the day I first met her, I asked her how she was doing and I apologize for not coming earlier to see her, when I placed my hands on her shoulder, I immediately knew she was my mate and for the first time since I arrived she spoke

               "Mate"

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