Mated to the Rogue- Prologue

Prologue

The life of a werewolf is never easy... But never difficult. We are fierce creatures with nothing on our minds but protecting our loved ones. We stake our lives to keep the children in our pack safe and we sacrifice our lives for our mates. I have never felt the love of a mate since I have not found her yet.

Something is telling me that I will find her and when I do I will love and cherish her until the day I take my last breath.

My name is Jarod Monroe and I'm the leader of one of the most respectful and feared packs in North America; The Silverstone Pack.

We are peaceful but if provoked, we can strike on a dime without warning. When it comes to my pack, we don't hesitate to kill if we have to that's how loyal my kind is.

My beta, third command, and I were on patrol due to recent rogue sightings. My wolf growled with disgust at the thought of what he would do if he could get his mouth around the neck of a pathetic parasite of a rogue.

Once the perimeter was cleared I sent my men back and decided to rest by the pond a few miles away from the pack house.

Reaching the pond I laid down and relax while listening to the beauty of nature.

Since I'm alpha my wolf stand a foot taller than the average werewolf. My fur is brown with caramel spots around the brown.

I laid my head down on my paw and began to fall asleep until I smelt something so delicious. My wolf purred with satisfaction and I knew what the signs were.

Mate.

Slowly lifting my head I saw the most beautiful creature in the world.

Her eyes were ice blue and her fur was white with black markings on her body and on the tip of her ears.

She didn't see me yet.

I watched as she laid down on the ground an slowly drank from the pond. My wolf demanded that I walk over there and make her mine but I had to control him. I couldn't risk loosing her without getting to know her.

She lifted her head and looked around while smelling the air.

Her muscles tensed and she stood up and took off running like a bat out of hell.

My wolf growled and on instinct I ran after her.

Mind linking my men I ordered them to cut the she wolf off.

They responded and within minutes we had the she wolf cornered.

Looking at her I realized what her sent was.

A rogue.

Goddamn.