Racheal Matthias has lived a contended life since she left her pack masking her scent to prevent been caught by other rogues and pack members. One would think she was human . That decision had her in regret as she found her mate but couldn't approach him because of her past. What could be more painful than to be mated to an Alpha but he doesn't know about it? Fourteen years has past since the black wood pack was attacked by unknown werewolves leaving deaths in its wake . No one survived the attack except the Alpha's son Jesse Thomas who was out bowling. Stricken by grief he growled shifting in the process without difficulty then vowed to avenge his packs especially his family of ten . Alpha Jesse became one of the deadliest Alphas to the werewolf clan when he took over the full moon pack after the death of the Alpha at eighteen. His clan feared him but he had their loyalty and support because he kept them safe from danger but he sought the identity of the wolves that made him an orphan and he will not rest till it's accomplished. A mate wasn't something he wanted not until he had avenged his pack but only a true mate can tame a wild ruthless feral wolf like his. What would happen when he finds himself drawn to the human girl ? Would he find his mate? And when he does what would he do when he realized she was the one he has been searching for for years now? What's the story behind his pack's massacre? Curious right? Read on to unveil the misery.

In just one night, my life changed a hundred and eighty degrees. My happiness fades with sadness. That terrible night, I lost my loved ones; Mama, Papa, Pack House. But before I realized I was alone, Papa introduced me to a man. Someone Papa meant would take care of me. However, there he also left me. Grow up in solitude. I wouldn't want to know the name of love, mate. Because I am a rogue wolf.

I'm Aurora, an unmated commoner, an inferior bloodline. My parents taught me a lot of things growing up, but the most important one is never piss off a royal. They run the world, they make the rules, and they are brutal when they don’t get exactly what they want, especially an unmated commoner girl. Most royals fuck commoner girls for fun, knowing we couldn’t possibly fight back. Some of them do it to get their release and then kill them, leaving behind no chance for an heir that is a half-breed. I’ve never seen a commoner female return from the palace. There aren’t many of us left in my pack, but my alpha has managed to convince the royal warriors that there aren’t any unmated females in his pack and if there were, he would gladly hand them over I’m unmated, only a year and half away from turning twenty to feel my mate. I pray to Moon Goddess that I need the protection of a mate. Until that day, a tall, brute man walks into my house like he was invited in. I tremble while he grins. He is a Royal.