I hopped out of the icey cold river and shook out my fur. I probably looked like a pitch black fluff ball. Living as a rouge is the best life ever. No one to control you.
I decided to go on a long run. I dashed forward and ran as fast as I could. I watched as the nature zoomed by. I ran for about an hour and slowed to a stop. That was fun I thought happily. I laid down panting heavily and rolled onto my back. I slowly dozed of into a peaceful slumber.
A loud twig snap that came from different directions made me jump to my feet. I can't believe they just woke up an 'evil' rouge! How dare they. Five wolves stepped out of the bushes and snarled and growled. How rude! I snarled back loudly making them flinch. They all jumped forward at the same time so I snapped my jaw down on the one closest to me ripping out some of his fur.
He walked backwards and licked his bleeding wound. What a coward. Your supposed to be fighting! Lost in my mental rant I was tackled to the ground. All the others tackled me as well. They bit and scratched at me almost making me to exhausted to snarl.
I created a mind link with them and snarled. I alpha of rouge' s will not be run down by mutts! They jumped back snarling with fear and determination, Your not out alpha rouge! One snarled and growled loudly. Oops!
I jumped over them running as fast as I can but soon realized I was running the wrong way. I was slammed into the ground way to hard by more than one wolf and slowly fell asleep.
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Sorry about the short chapter. I just wanted to get a book started.
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Rouge Alpha
WerewolfElizaveta Winters was a soon to be Alpha of her pack. Pack South Frost. She never wanted it though. At age 13 she ran away. She has been a rouge so long she has become twisted but hasn't forgot her old life. 2 years later she was running to close to...
