Delaury's POV I walked where the wind took me, paying attention to any sign or smell of a rogue wolf. As much as I knew I would die, not too soon. I'd just started my journey. I hadn't walked that far, I could see the Eziele pack houses from where I was. The place I had stayed all my life, tortured for my past, at least I was allowed to keep my family house. At least I had a cold hard bed to sleep in. Most importantly, I was protected by pack rights. Now, I was just a lone wolf. I would have turned into a rogue by now; being an omega had its perks, I guess. My wolf wasn't that strong to turn into a rogue, much less understand that it's been rejected. Maybe that was why I could feel her whimpering. The Wolf's age, when not in a pack, was just a vast land. When one wolf wanted to split from its pack, it picked a few members and they claimed any good land they wanted. I needed to find a good place to sleep. The journey ahead was far and I had nowhere to go. Maybe I could appear
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