Chapter Twelve

CHRIS

If I had been told that I would be mated to a rogue, I would have had the person's tongue cut off and fed to the palace dogs but here I was staring at my rogue mate. Her scent was appealing and it drew me closer to her but I could also feel the rage in her, her eyes were burning with them.

She had felt the mate bond too so she ran away from me. I chased after her hoping to at least get her name but she wouldn't stop. I kept chasing her and beckoned her to stop and hear me out but she wouldn't heed my voice until I ran out of breath and couldn't go any further.

"Fine, you can run all you want," I said. "I don't want you anyways."

I returned to the pack and ordered my soldiers to retreat. This was my mate's home and for an unknown reason, I felt bad for destroying it. I let the women and children I had captured go and returned to my pack after leaving a strict warning to them.

"I don't want to see any of you anywhere near my pack else I won't be lenient the next time I come to vi