1 Chapter 1

I've been living as a rogue for ten years, I learned to defend myself at the age of eight, as a kid I know I couldn't sit and sob till a rogue attacks me.

That's not what grandma wanted.

Flashback

Sitting in my living room playing with my dolls while my grandmother was in the kitchen baking her famous chocolate chip cookies.

What made it so famous was that it wasn't like anybody else's cookies. She always promised me that she'll teach me how to bake them.

I didn't know bout my parents. Grandma never talked about them and when I asked she'd always switch the topic to something else.

It wouldn't bother me though. Grandma raised me to be strong and not stress about stuff that has no point, her favorite line for me was.

"When things get tough, just get up and stand strong".

And she was right.

"Here sweetie" my grandma said before handing me a plate of cookies.

I began munching on them while watching a cartoon, suddenly I felt the floor shake and I knew I didn't feel that alone.

My grandma had this look on her face she always had that look whenever she knew something was about to happen.

And she was right.

A growl, a loud growl could be heard through out the whole house.

It was the growl of an alpha.

Suddenly one of the warriors Henry ran inside the house.

"Miss Miller, we need to go now, there's a war between our pack and the enemy pack we've been ambushed" he frantically shouted.

"Take Mazarine and go, I'll meet you there" my grandmother shouted.

I wanted to cry, but I know grandma would get angry with me.

"But Miss Miller" Henry hesitated.

"Just go!" My grandmother shouted at him before giving me more cookies in a container and her necklace that she always wore "I'll see you again I promise".

"Mazarine, I'm going to shift and when I do. I want you to climb on my back and hold on tight okay?" Henry ordered me.

I nodded my head frantically and watched as he turned into his huge dirty brown wolf.

I climbed on top of him making sure to hold on to the container tightly. He immediately took off to the woods.

I couldn't believe what my eyes was seeing.

Blood.

Henry barked at me to close my eyes but I couldn't. All these people lying here are my pack members.

Blood, everywhere I turned there was blood, my friends parents were fighting but I couldn't see my friends anywhere.

We were close to getting deeper into the woods, when Henry got hit by something that sent us both flying.

My back hitting the bark of a tree, I felt an intensive pain all over my body. My vision blurred at the collision. I blinked trying to get the blurriness to go away.

That's when my eyes landed on him, a wolf, bigger than anyone I've seen his fur black, a scar running down his face, his eyes was a dangerous red. One that I've never seen before.

He was bigger than our alpha. As a eight year old I was scared, tears immediately fell from my eyes, as the huge wolf stalked towards me.

Like a predator going after his prey.

Suddenly our alpha came and charged at him sending him flying and hitting the near by tree.

'Run Mazarine!' He yelled through mind link and I immediately listened to him, grabbing the box of cookies.

End of flashback

It's been ten years, I'm now eighteen and the memory of all those pack members and that wolf still haunts me. I survived on grandmas cookies.

And whenever I came across a pond I'd go fishing for meat.

I've been alone for those years, that was until I met Clay and Ashton, I consider them as family now. As we've been together for four years.

I met them when they were trying to attack me thankfully for those years I've been training ever since and took both of them down.

They were alone and two years younger than me so I allowed them to stay with me.

Me and the boys have a history of taking down packs, why you may ask?.

We're rogues in any pack's eyes, and we need permission to cross their packs without being attacked or locked up.

While some packs were nice the others were horrible, not only was the alpha and the whole pack bad, they were disgusting to outsiders.

I made it my motive to get rid of the wicked ever since I lost my pack, I'm aware that the other packs have a name for me.

They called me Vixen.

Ashton and Clay would always tell me about the rumors they made up.

That I eat souls, I'm a devil, my wolf came from hell and other things.

I find it hilarious that they could come up with such things.

I was currently in training, practicing my punching and kicking on a tree. The guys call it weird that I use a tree instead of a punching bag.

They to call me a devil, because of my strength and my wolf.

"Are you ever going to show us how you do that"Ashton asked coming from the forest with Clay following behind.

Clay and Ashton are twins that ran away from their packs dew to living in an abusive pack, that was the first pack that we took down.

They both had brown hair and similar features one way that you can distinguish them was their eye color, Ashton had blue eyes while Clay had green.

"The last time you tried this you broke your arm" I chuckled at his silly behavior.

"Then how are you okay, I'm a guy and you're a girl I'm suppose to do this with no effort" he huffed before falling to the floor.

"And what does gender have to do with this" my eyebrows lifted with amusement.

"I'm just saying, it's weird, where did you even get that strength" he asked me.

I just shrugged my shoulders and went back to what I was doing.

"So are we still on for tonight?" Clay asked.

Tonight we were going to take down another pack, recently we found a little girl almost beaten to death outside of a pack. After we helped her, she told us about the pack and the evil that they've done.

Her name was Mariah and she was just twelve so we took her in.

"Of course we are, I'm not letting something like that slide that pack is evil" I snarled, while still hitting the tree.

"Says the devil herself" Clay and Ashton muttered.

I broke a branch off the tree and threw it at them, they both hissed as I laughed.

"We start at midnight" I said before running inside to our little home cabin.