My fated mate looked me in the eyes and rejected me in front of the entire pack. Then they threw me out like trash.

I thought being left for dead in a rogue territory was the worst that could happen.

I was wrong.

The rogues dragged me to their prison island and delivered me straight to him; their ruthless Alpha.

He wants me as his mate. I refused.

So now I'm his captive. His possession. Locked away in his fortress while he waits for me to break.

But he doesn't know who he's dealing with. I survived my pack's betrayal. I'll survive him too.