Heart of a rogue

* Chapter 31 -

Previous chapter has been unpublished, but roughyl this happened: "Look, I can easily tear this pathetic crap, you call your head, off. Where the fuck is my mate?" I roared the last part even closer to him.

My roar vibrated through the air and had my pack members take a step back. Meanwhile, Belle was crying for him. "Spare him please, he is the only family I have left!" She said through her tears, "She went south!"

I looked to the side where Belle was trashing against Alani. "Kill her," I ordered.

Alani didn't hesitate to snap her neck and let her body drop to the floor. Her eyes were still tear-stained and opened from the panic, even after death.

Geoff roared through his tears, but his rage proved futile against my overpowering strength.

So yes, Geoff and Belle have been killed by Declan. It happened in his pov, so if you realllly want to read the chapter, you can go to  https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DQ2CHL8W.

Thank you! :)

I may have made a mistake by howling and giving away my location. Leonardo's tracking skills were top-notch, so he likely had an idea of where I was even before I howled.

My exact location was a mystery to me, and I had no clue about the proximity of Declan's pack. Despite the uncertainty, I still let out a loud howl, even though the strain on my vocal cords was intense. I hoped against hope that Declan would catch wind of my call.

A response echoed, and I abruptly halted, turning my head to pinpoint the source. Sniffing the freezing air, confusion set in. Did that response come from behind me? I was certain I had been running in the right direction, so how could this be possible?

I had a feeling it was Declan; it was like my mate's voice recognition kicked in. He had promised he was on his way. If I were in my human form, tears might have welled up – he hadn't given up on finding me.

Despite the risk of Leo catching up if I turned back, I couldn't stop. With a heavy heart, I pushed myself to keep running. I needed to endure as long as possible.

Finally, a change in scenery emerged from the sea of trees and snow-laden branches. A distant sight caught my eye – smoke rising, similar to the wisps from cozy fireplaces. The catch, however, was that my path now led uphill, adding an extra layer of challenge to my already exhausting run.

As I approached, I couldn't help but notice numerous smoky clouds hanging in the air, like folks stoking their wood fires for warmth. But it wasn't just one; it was multiple, a whole pack. The question lingered – should I take the risk? Perhaps they'd offer protection, but it all depended on the circumstances. Were they allied with Declan? Maybe even part of my old pack?

Without second-guessing, I dashed into the village. Wolves are naturally protective, so it didn't take long for me to be noticed. Soon enough, I found myself encircled by guards or warriors from this newfound pack.

Quickly, I shifted back to my human form to signal that I meant no harm. Thankfully, my scent carried the mark of a pack, not that of a rogue. "I'm in desperate need of shelter," I called out, my voice carrying the urgency. "I must speak with your Alpha."

A larger wolf, brown-spotted and emanating a commanding presence, stepped forward. It was clear that this wolf held the role of Alpha. Shifting into his human form, a middle-aged figure in his prime emerged. "Your name and pack?" he inquired, his gaze steady and inquisitive.