Life can be rogue {werewolf fiction}

'Dazed she walked through the chaos of the ongoing battle, not even registering the smell of blood and pain. All she could think about was the oh so amazing scent and its owner. She could feel she was getting closer, her wolf starting howling in longing and desire. The scent was getting stronger and she breathed in, making herself dizzy with its overwhelming combination of cinnamon and wood.

That was when she was hit on the head with something heavy and got knocked out.'

Lily finally finds her mate, but he isn't quite what she expected. He's a rogue.

- warning: this will have mature content, I won't put an age on it, but make sure you're okay with both violent and sexual content-