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The Rogue

Werewolf

Madeline lost her family at a young age and has been a Rogue ever scene, but when she stumbles onto Alpha Jacob's land will her life change forever or will her Rogue ways get in the way of true happiness.

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Chapter 1

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by 23barbellamaddy

by 23barbellamaddy

(Madeline POV)

I ran through the forest the wind whipping through my fur. If you haven't guessed yes I am a werewolf. My parents died at the hands of rouges, when I was 6 and after that I dedicated my life to killing all the rouges I could.

I could feel the memories of that night start to rise and the image of my parents on the floor blood running from their mouths. My mothers voice yelling at me to run echoing in my head. I pushed the memories down as I was snapped back into reality by the sound of the other rouges. I started to push myself harder telling my wolf to run. By the sound of paws hitting the ground I wouldn't be able to fight them off and live to tell the tail. My best option at this point was to run like hell.

They cough up with me after awhile. I could tell this was going to be an all out fight. We circled each other. One with gray fur with dark black eyes lunged first. We rolled around until I got on top, jaws around his throat and bit down hard hearing the snap of his neck . The other two lunged at once. I flung one of them into a tree hearing a satisfying crack, but the other got the upper hand. We rolled around the other wolf pressing hard on my ribs with a crunch. My wolf was injured badly and I knew running was my best bet. The wimpier of the wolf laying next to the tree distracted the wolf on top just enough to give me enough time to run. A large gash becoming evident in the process.

The pain ran through my body as I ran, but with all of my panic we hadn't notice that we were getting closer to pack land, or that there was now another wolf running at me. My wolf was weak and I knew she needed time to rest, but I didn't have that kind of time. After a few minutes of running the darkness started to get to me as my vision started to blur. I slowed to a stop trying to catch my breath and assessing my state. I had at least three broken ribs and giant gash on my right side, that wasn't healing and leaking a lot of blood . The darkness was getting to hard to ignore as I laid down the last thing I saw was a pare of bright green eyes.