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The Rogue Alpha’s Unexpected Mate Chapter 2

My name is Zanian Black. I’m twenty-six years old and I have built my own pack. Every outcast here is like family. Together we are one family. My pack and family betrayed me when I was sixteen years old and needed them the most and to show me how much they hated me, they killed my mate right in front of me, before I could tear them all apart, I was shot with a dart filled with wolfsbane.

I was dumped in rogue territory and left for dead. I was found by a female that nursed me and helped me heal until I was strong enough to go on my own. She never told me her name and she never spoke.

The only time she did speak was when she said “Don’t ever loose hope Zanian Black.” I was taken aback because I never told her my name and when I turned around she was gone.

I had to fight my fair share of rogues in order to survive and in the process I became stronger, faster and more fearless. It was the first time in my life that I could fight without holding back in fear of killing someone.

I have always been stronger than anyone in my old pack, so I always had medical bills to pay and no one wanted to be my sparring partner anymore, not even my father.

My wolf is pitch black, so black he almost looks blue with a white diamond on his forehead and a white lightning bolt on his left hind leg. The weird thing is, I swear the diamond once looked like a crown, but I’ve never seen it again. My wolf, as you know, is strong and fast. Even though I am an alpha’s son, my command has always been stronger than my fathers and every alpha I’ve ever met, and no one could ever command me.

I became an outcast and everyone was scared of me, except the power-hungry sluts that had always been after my body and my rank, but I wanted none of them. I am waiting for my second chance, if I have one. *Or we’ll die alone.*

My wolf has one flaw and it has never been this bad. It got worse after the betrayal and the death of our mate. On the night of a full moon, Blaze loses control and looses all sense of reality and shuts down emotionally. Everything and everyone he sees becomes his enemy. He ends up killing them without any remorse or recollection the following day.

I shifted when I was just twelve years old, which is impossible for a normal wolf. Usually the first shift happens when you are sixteen or eighteen at the latest. Then your body is mature enough to find a mate and accommodate your wolf size. When I shifted, my father was distant. He sent me off to a wolf camp which is like a military school for humans, but if you are a wolf it is much, much worse. I returned home when I was sixteen and that is when my life fell apart and my pack disowned me.

The first full moon at home, I tried to explain to my father about my wolf and to just be careful. I stayed in my room the whole night and everyone else went for a pack run.

I got a feeling that something was wrong. I ran outside and followed my wolf instincts and not long after I smelled blood and a lot of blood. I followed the smell and lost control of the scene in front of me.

Rogues were tarring up a young she wolf and they killed my sister.

I shifted and started fighting back, but as soon as I threw off one wolf, the rest ran away, dragging the hurt wolf with them.

My brother came around a bush and screamed his lungs out.

I felt lost and scared whimpering I walked over to my sister’s body and started licking at her wounds.

My father never believed me. He accused me of killing them and soon after, the whole pack did.

One thought never left my mind. “how did my brother get there so fast and why did I not smell him or the rogues, and why did they leave without a fight?”

I was taken and thrown into the dungeons where I was tortured every day for weeks, and when the story never changed, the torture got worse and worse until it stopped.

Five months later, on the day of my banishment, I found my mate. She took one look at me and all I could see was sadness in her eyes. She walked up to my father and said to him “I’m a traitor. Zanian is my mate and I will go with him. We’ll never come back. Please let me go with him.” she pleaded with my father and he wanted nothing of it. He first pushed her away and said it was not happening, but when she kept pleading, he lost his temper and ripped her throat out. My father looked at me and then spat on the lifeless body of my mate.

Everything went dark and I felt myself breaking, drowning in pain and betrayal.


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