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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