The Rogue

The Rogue

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Not even a year old she was left in the woods to die. A pack stumbled upon her, took her, and accepted her. They treated her as if she was scum for just being an omega. Though it all changed when she soon found her mate and ran away. ••••••••••••••••••••••• 'Run' my wolf kept chanting in my head as I heard the thunderous pounding of feet behind me. Some of them yelling, "You won't get away with this" or "Your dead". Though I kept running leaving bloody footprints behind with every step I took. But the thing was.. The Blood, It Wasn't Mine
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Since that day of the attack on my pack I was on the Run. Jumping between covens and packs was my life. I ran because whoever killed my family back then is still out looking for me. I am Ophelia Woods the only living tribrid on this earth. I Have been on the run for over 100 years. Lets just say I have seen how the world has changed, how supernatural's could live in peace with the humans . But I was still on the run. I couldn't enjoy the life of a normal supernatural until I met someone. Until I met him. Eyes that could see into your soul but as word gone around about him, he was the most feared werewolf on this Earth. Alpha of Alphas. A man that outlived so many lives and killed so many, yet he never had a Mate. That is why most Supernatural's thought he is what he is because he was mate less. Until our eyes met and I Knew at that moment. Whoever was chasing me won't be the death of me. It would be him.

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