Rogue

Rogue

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where else is there to go when all else seems to fail. you run and you keep running. but a good Samaritan once said you can't out run your past it will catch up eventually. I lived as a rogue my whole life, I think the moon goddess has forsaken my poor pitiful broken self. why was I born into this life? That was the type of thoughts that tortured me but then I met them my new family.
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My memories always haunt me. And they never cease. They come back when I hear a simple howl at night. I wish they would just disapear, like how I made all my fear. But I know it's impossible. Fear is always easier to get rid of, of course, when you have nothing else to live for. I remember the night. The night my family was brutally murdered. The night I became a rogue. I remember all the screaming of my friends. None of us knew they would attack us that night. The night of our festival of the moon. I always wondered how I was the one to survive, the runt of the pack. . . Willow is a rouge after the tragic event of a rouge attack on her village three years ago. She now lives alone in the forest. But when she's discovered by an alpha and his beta, she has no choice but to try and run away again. But how is that possible when the alpha is her mate.

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