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Loving Her Rogue Alpha

Before he turned 18, Daniel was the top teenage werewolf and the pride of his tribe. Even Daniel thought he would outperform his father, become the perfect Silver Wolf, and marry his childhood sweetheart—Barbara. His perfect dream was crushed on his 18th birthday when he failed to transform into his wolf form and became a joke of the tribe. “It’s a shame! You don’t deserve to be part of us!” Daniel’s father insulted. “I won’t accept an ‘incomplete werewolf’ to be my husband!” Barbara protested. “We can crush you with just one paw, useless sc*m!” scoffed Barbara’s father with a disdainful look. With a punch in Daniel’s stomach, Rogers—his best friend—spurned and ridiculed him. “Get away from me, dork!” He lost everything, even his secret hideout which his second-best friend—Charlie—burned down. Lost in despair, Daniel took refuge in the human world as he explore his chances of transformation. He wanted to prove to himself that he was the top werewolf even if he could not transform. “HELPPP!” A lady’s cry got Daniel to the scene and rescued her from the rapist—who was then stripped naked. After the rescue, Daniel instructed his assistant to send the lady to the hospital. His kindness was repaid with love when the lady fell for Daniel. Martina was her name and she was one of the illegitimate daughters in the tribe. Upon suffering from abuse by her stepmother, she escaped the tribe and met the man of her life. “I want to see your boss!” Martina picked up the courage to pursue her love… Neither of them knew that they were under the watchful eyes of the greedy devil and that their love would soon lead them to disaster.

JQK · General
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30 Chs

[Daniel's P.O.V.]

Martina would be shocked by the number of snacks I was prepared to take out. When I filled the table with snacks, she finally calmed down, reached for the well-packed plums, took out two, put them in her mouth, and smiled contentedly.

What's so good about sour plums? I took another bite of the chips, waiting for her to speak.

She elegantly spat out the core of the plums and took a sip of coffee to clear her throat before saying, "My love for werewolves started ten years ago."

I sat up straight and put down the potato chips in my hand. I pricked up my ears to listen. I wanted to know what Martina's relationship with werewolves was, how much she knew about not being able to transform into a wolf, and whether she could help me transform into a wolf... I wanted to know all of this.

Ten years ago was a very important time for her, I carefully memorized it in my heart.