LESLEY'S POV

"How many times do I have to tell you?" I sighed, staring at the grayish and back loft over me. I was tired, hungry, and hurt. And a lot of other bullshit that did not make me the most agreeable she-wolf to be around.

"I'm not a rogue!"

I yelled it as I believed it, but honestly, I was not so sure. I mean, the last encounter I had with Cedrick, he was less than happy with me, considering I bit his hand and shit. Which I still had conflicting feelings about. Yeah, I felt bad for hurting him, but he was cheating on me. And with Tanja,...