Mates With A Rouge

Prolouge/ Chapter One

*eight years ago*

How did my day go from opening presents for my 9th birthday... to this?

"RUN, BABY RUN!" My mom yelled to me.

She didn't have to tell me twice.

I ran into the woods and leapt into the air, shifting into my pure white wolf.

I was special, my mom told me, I was an early shifter.

Werewolves were supposed to shift at the age of 13 but since I'm a different type of wolf I shifted when I was just 7.

I'm a white wolf. Believed to be direct descendants of the moon goddess, white wolfs are incredibly rare.

We hold special powers, strength being one of them.

But if I'm so strong, why did I just run away?

I only looked back once. The sight I saw made me never want to look back again.

The building, the one I had grown up in and learned in, the one my parents were in, the one I called my home was engulfed in red-amber flames that licked the stars in the sky.

The smokey tendrils slithered their way over into the woods behind me.

"Come out, come out wherever you are!" My packs beta said in a sing song voice.

"Get out here NOW! You don't have anywhere to go now, your parents are dead, Sweetheart." The alpha said.

His words made me run faster. I didn't look back again.

*present day*

"One..." I was currently hunting for lunch in my human form.

"Two..." with the help of a lone wolf.

Not a werewolf. Just a regular wolf.

Being a white wolf means I can speak to animals.

"Three!" On three the wolf pounced on the deer we were following.

The stag that the deer was with made a run for it.

"Wrong choice, big guy!" I said dropping out from my hiding spot up a tree and shifting into my wolf.

I landed on the stag and tore its throat out.

Killing it instantly so that it would feel no pain.

Bang
Bang

The sound of a shotgun ran throughout the woods.

The hunt instantly forgotten as me and the wolf made a run for it in opposite directions.

"Every man for themselves!" The wolf called out from over its shoulder.

"Ya big wuss!" I called back and ran to my safe spot; a small lake in a clearing in the woods.

When I reached the lake I noticed something.

Floating in the water.

My eyes went wide as I noticed what it was.

There, smack bang in the middle of the lake was the dead body of a man, he looked like he was in his 20's.

I turned around and used my wolf senses to try to see who did this.

Then the smell hit me; cigars, mud and pine.

My old alpha!

Somehow he found me, but I wasn't sticking around to ask how.

I turned away from the lake and ran like my life depended on it.

I ran and ran and ran not caring where I was going.