Chapter Sixty Seven

NATHAN

Growing up, I looked up to my father for everything, he was my world and inspiration as a young child. I had lost my mother whilst I was born, at least that was what I was told. My father single-handedly raised me all by himself and I couldn’t be more proud of everything he had done.

As the leader of the rogue pack, he was a fierce warrior and leader. He was ever ready to defend the rogues and had brought ruins to so many packs. The name “Cade” was feared by everyone. As a young wolf, I admired my father- the strong charismatic alpha of the rogue pack. He was an inspiration to me and I aspired to be like him.

I had always known that no one was originally a rogue, we all had a pack we belonged to before being turned into rogues and as a young wolf, I was curious to know where I was from. I had once asked my father about my originality, about my history.

My father had looked at me in the moonlit night and replied, “We’re from a pack far away. A lineage of rogues hunted down for w