The Rogue and her Alpha Mate

The Rogue and her Alpha Mate

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Hello i'm Caroline. I'm 15 years old. I live a typically normal life..well if you think being a werewolf is normal. I have golden brown hair, crystal blue eyes, and im 5'4 in height. I was from the red moon pack. Notice how I said was, my pack was attacked and I was forced into being a rogue. Let me tell you it isn't fun running from other rogue wolves, nor is it any fun having to run through other pack territory to get away from the pack of rogues. I was at school and my dad mindlinked me "we are under attack by rogues" and this is where it all began the story of how I became rogue and ended up in a different pack territory and all the things that are yet to come for myself good or bad.
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[Read Disclaimer at the end of the description] Created by ElizabethClark9 PLEASE DON'T COPY! "No, I'm not your mate and I never ever will be I reject a worthless, pathetic, cow like you! Tell nobody about this or i will exile you." With that he walked away. We stand alone now, Just me and Lexi. I don't get involved with other packs I'm a good girl and I leave them alone. They get very annoying after awhile and sometimes I ask myself why I do but then I remember I'm not suicidal. My name Is Jamie Crystal, and I'm a rogue. My mate, who happened to be the Alpha of my former pack rejected me because I wasn't as pretty as all the sluts. Plus, my parents died when I was an infant. My mother died giving birth to me and My father killed himself with a silver knife to the chest out of greef. Seems like a Romeo and Juliet ending huh? Oh! not to mention My big sister hooking up with MY Mate flanting her slutty self all over him, and My brother, The pack's Beta, telling me how worthless I am and of course the physical and mental abuse the WHOLE pack put me through. Yes, life is great.. well.. now it is. ---- Warning: this story was created by myself when I was in middle school, so whatever that means for you, please read with that in mind. Also, don't be rude - it's unbecoming...

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