Chapter 1 Prologue

I felt immense pain as my bones started to crack. I knew it was time my wolf was coming out and I was scared. I was picked up and taken outside. "King, the queen, it's time."

"Place her down for all to watch to see what he has given up."

What was he talking about? I was no one a gammas daughter, no one looked twice at even my mate who had claimed me when all I wanted to do was reject him.

I ran thinking I was safe. Now I feel dejected. Did this Rogue King know more than me, more than he was letting on?

I shifted painfully as evenness stood in a gaze, in awe as my wolf began to take form.

I stood on all fours, a pure white wolf with ice blue paws and sparkling topaz-ice blue eyes.

I heard a growl "MATE."

OH SHIT

I looked around.

"She's not your mate anymore, she's mine!" The Rogue King growled.

"Then we shall fight to death, then the last one standing will claim her. "

WHAT NO!

I took steps back. "Protect you queen, I'll deal with this low life betta."

"Bring it on Rogue "

They both howled, jumped at each other, clawing and snapping at each other. The rest of the wolves and rogues attacked each other, fighting to the death. I looked around the bloody battlefield. I had to get out of here.

"Run!" A voice in my head said and that's exactly what I did. I ran as fast as I could away from the angry and power-driven betta and the power-hungry King of rogues. Was this why he kept me alive?

I wasn't wasting another second. I had to get out of here and keep my babies alive and safe.

"I'm glad to finally meet you, Abby. I am Storm, your wolf. It's just a pity about the circumstances."

"Where are we going?"

"Somewhere safe where neither your mate or that deranged bastard Rogue can find us or the pups, they are more powerful than any one of those rogues knows. We have to protect them from their bastard father."

"I agree."

So that's what me and Storm did. We ran and ran deep into the night until we found a safe place for me to bring up my pups, alone.

That was six years ago. The twins were now five going on six. I'd fly 6000 miles just to get away from them.

I should've realised when I was taken into the Rogue I wanted something from me: my powers. I am a very rare wolf. My wolf was called ice and she liked me to wax a descendant of the moon goddess. I guess that's why I was paired with that useless prick. I am surprised it wasn't his alpha as I am in the highest rank as we only come to surface every millennium.

My parents hadn't even told me that I was special, they thought I was worth nothing and I wasn't important enough because we were the lowest of the lowest in our pack. We were always frowned upon and rendered useless. We were used and abused by the pack members. I guess I wouldn't have been if they had known my true identity.

Even though I was classed as a Rogue and even lived like a Rogue. The Shadow Pack had taken me in and given me a house and a warm bed to sleep in. I am forever grateful to them.

I have never forgotten the day I shifted that will be forever scarred in my memory.

I have never once told my children who their father is because I knew that he would use them for their powers. They were so much stronger than mine because their father was a betta and I was a descendant of the moon goddess. I was happy there were the twins, but I knew if they even came close to even finding us, we would have to leave. I couldn't let these kind-hearted wolves suffer because of me.