Rogue Me Tender
Not all packs are evil.
But mine sure was. Being born a unicorn in a herd of horses sounds like a win. Unicorns are just fancy horses, right? Wrong. I’m a daily reminder of my omega father’s infidelity. My alpha father? Yeah, he is the very mated Alpha of our herd. My beast? A recessive gene reminder that I should be mated to our next Alpha.
Ever since my first shift, I’ve been bullied, ostracized, and living in fear. Leaving isn’t an option. My horn is too valuable on the black market, and it has been made crystal clear that the second I leave, my herd will sell me out to poachers.
What can I do but bide my time and wait for the perfect opportunity to break free. That opportunity comes the day I stumble upon a rogue bear my beast calls mate.
I’m left with two choices:
1) Stay with my pack and ignore my mate.
2) Flee and hope we can outrun the trouble that is following us both.
We choose to run.
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