Brandon POV
She flushed and looked away. I could see that she wasn’t exactly used to compliments. She has lived a hard life as a young adult wolf. I don’t know much about the werewolf world, but I do know that rogues are considered an abomination and are killed without question by their own kind. This woman is truly a remarkable creature, indeed.
“So here you are in the world, a supernatural creature, friendless and without a pack. How did you survive?” I couldn’t restrain my curiosity. She baffled me. Her shoulders slumped a little. She suddenly looked tired and burdened. Maybe I shouldn’t have asked.
“No one has bothered to ask me that before,” her eyes fell on me with a palpable sadness. “I have been on the run for eight years. I don’t stay in one place too long. I try my best to avo
