Sloane:
The cold rush of water around me was refreshing, washing away the morning, but it caused my dress to wrap around my legs and restricted my movement. I pulled myself through the hole in the rock wall about six feet down, regretting not stripping out of my dress before diving in, but I didn't want him to get away without getting answers. The dress was slowing me down enough as it was.
It could have been another decade before I saw him again. By then, I would be mated and probably would have been forced to pop out several children for the man my parents had given me to.
Unable to use my legs, I used the rock walls to pull myself through the hole before reaching the other side and surfacing for a large gulp of air. The wet cave was cold and sent a chill through me as I drug myself from the water and into the cave system, kicking out my drenched skirt.
But when I looked around, he was nowhere to be seen.
"Why did you try to help me?" I called out, lifting the heavy, water-logged skirt as I looked around at the open cavern and the tunnel options.
When he didn't respond, I bit my tongue, staring at the ground to search for a trail, but the small stream of water that ran through each corridor made it impossible.
I was familiar with the first few, having gone down them a time to two. One was a dead end, where the water was sucked down into a natural drain. I wasn't sure where or if it came out somewhere else, and I hadn't searched for it.
My preferred path was the tunnel to the right, leading right out under a beautiful waterfall. It was my favorite place to go, and I started in that direction but paused when I reached the entrance.
It didn't feel right, as if my body knew he hadn't gone down this one.
There was one path further down the cavern that I had never explored due to the sharp edges and the way the hair on the back of my neck stood up just from looking at it. I had been smart enough to avoid that one until now.
Today, I was feeling brave.
Stupid because I was ignoring my instincts and chasing after a man, but brave enough to chase him into the ominous tunnel to get my answers.
I don't know why I held my breath as I entered it, carefully avoiding the sharp rocks jutting out.
But a few steps in, I relaxed. I was even more relieved to find that after only a few minutes of walking, there was a ladder with a hatch overhead, and I climbed up and pushed it open.
The forest seemed darker here, making me uneasy as it was the middle of the day, and I paused when I saw buildings only a few hundred yards away through the trees. Was this where he lived?
A quick glance behind me showed a mountain to my back, and I swallowed hard as I realized if anything went wrong, my only way back to my pack would be to make it to the tunnel or a three-day walk around the mountains.
Lifting my chin, I marched forward, only slowing when I realized it wasn't just one building. It was a town.
A town filled with rogues whose attention immediately turned to me as I stepped out of the tree line.
I didn't see their Alpha anywhere, but that didn't mean he wasn't here. He should have only been a minute or two ahead of me.
"What's a pretty little thing like you doing in a place like this?" A raspy voice called out, and I jumped, lifting my hands to prepare to fight as I spun to my left to face the balding middle-aged man.
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Rogue Desires (Sample)
WerewolfSloane McKenna, the Alpha's daughter, has always had high standards to live up to. When her parents announce that other packs will be arriving soon with their champions, intending to compete for her hand, she runs. Little did she know she would be r...