Rogue

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>Alice R. Smith

I'm a rogue.

Always have been, always will be.

Why, you may ask?

Simple, because I don't feel that "connection" or "special bond" most other people feel when they're apart of a pack. Instead, I feel happier alone because I'm free to do as I please and don't have to answer to no 'Alpha'.

I used to enjoy family and the closeness of others, but then again, that was a different time.

You see I, Alice Riley Smith, am a hybrid amongst the werewolf and vampire communities. As in, my mom was a beautiful vampire who fell in love with my dad, a handsome werewolf. They did the dirty,and boom I was created.

I'll always miss them.

I still vividly remember the day they were murdered right in front of me....

Flashback

''Mommy! Mommy catch me!'' a 7 year old me screamed, giggling as I raced around my "yard". We'd been staying in a small, partially rundown house somewhere deep in the forest.

It was old and wooden, the upstairs area completely unreachable by the stairs and the porch looked as though it would cave in any minute, but it held strong when we stood on it.

Any food was long since spoiled and the beds carried so many spiders it wasn't worth trying to sleep on them.

I preferred sleeping under the stars beneath dad's wolf anyway; it was so big and beautiful but most importantly warm for the cold winter nights.

We had tried to stay in the neighboring towns on different occasions, but they took one look at me and understood what the situation was immediately.

I still freeze when I'm referred to as a "mutant".

I never liked the towns or cities anyway. All of the people were rude and smelled sweaty.

I could hear soft chuckling before my mom caught me and twirled me around, my legs swinging freely as I placed my hands over hers.

I glanced up into the face of my mom. She was a vampire demon goddess making her extremely pretty with long, dark brown hair streaked with bright gold and dark, golden eyes that turned red when she was hungry or angry. She had a nice, slim figure and was currently wearing a blue shirt, dark blue jeans, and black converses worn at the bottom.

My dad walked up to us then, chuckling,''Well what have we here? A beautiful forest goddess and her child?''my father asked in his deep voice, ruffling my short brown hair gently as he placed a tender kiss against my mother's forehead.

My father had a light chocolate skin tone and dark, forest green eyes. He currently wore no shirt and a pair of faded black shorts, his feet bare. He never wore shoes bc they "cut him off from the Moon Goddess" or whatever that meant.

When he and my mom first met, he was a Beta, tasked with about 8 others to execute my mother on sight when she wandered onto their pack land by mistake, but the Moon Goddess has a funny sense of humor sometimes and made her his mate.

He watched as the group that came with him was either beaten unconscious or killed, but he couldn't raise a hand against his mate to stop her; the bond was too strong. In the end he could only plea that she spare the lives of his mates, and she did.