Amidst the bone-crushing cold of the snow, there was a tiny girl who was running in a hurry.

The girl's footsteps were limping, as if she had been running for a long time before.

More and more snowflakes fell on the top of her head which was not covered by anything, followed by her rosy cheeks before falling gently on the ground.

Every now and then the girl looked back, her gaze seemed rushed, trying to see the distance between them.

Yes, between him and the rogue chasing him.

Anyone knew if she was intending to save her life from the attack of the black furry night monster that seemed to be tirelessly chasing him.

Either to eat it or take it back to that dark place. Whatever the choice, the right ending for the girl is only one.

Dead.

"Hah, hah..."

The girl's breath caught, she looked back every now and then, seeing how far she was from dozens of what she believed to be the rogues sent by her uncle Roger who were chasing her.

A soft moan escaped from the corners of her lips that had been forcibly torn apart when she felt the distance between them getting thinner.

Her body suddenly trembled with fear as the rogue drooled, looking very seduced by the fresh vanilla-scented blood that had seeped from the tattered white dress she was wearing. Out along her temples and snow-white feet.

Several times she fell, or bounced against tree branches, but still did not lose her enthusiasm to survive.

Yes, the girl still has one goal.

The reason that caused it to survive this far.

Just as much as she could.

The girl's beautiful face was now stained with blood, accompanied by her hair drenched in blood.

Even so, the appearance of the girl who was really beautiful like an angel could not be denied. Even the vanilla scent wafting from her body was enough to wake this forest dweller.

Brukk...

"Ahhh ..." shouted the girl, her gaze rushed, ignoring the condition of her swollen blue feet. She immediately got up and ran through the thick snow. Even though her footsteps were staggering, she couldn't hold her body weight.

BRAKKK!!!!

The girl's tiny body instantly bounced, crashing into several trees before finally lying limp on the ground.

Her gaze looked wistful, staring weakly at the dozens of rogues surrounding her.

The saliva that was dripping now didn't make her body tremble.

The fear that had always haunted her instantly disappeared, replaced by a sense of resignation.

The rogue smirked viciously, slowly walking towards the girl who had fallen limply on the snow.

A low warning growl immediately sounded as the rogues howled in unison, as if to indicate that they had caught their prey.

The girl's blood suddenly rippled as one of the rogues pressed against her body, claws held high. Slowly the girl closed her eyes, waiting for the seconds of death that would approach her.

After all, her family was killed.

Then why does he live if his purpose in life has been destroyed?

Ah, there is still one hope, she must find her mate.

Her only last hope.

The purpose of her life, life and death.

The girl didn't ask for an Alpha or Beta mate, she just wanted her mate to accept her as she is, and that was more than enough.

She couldn't give up now.

The girl's brow furrowed slightly, feeling the absence of movement from the rogue above her.

The moon looks much brighter tonight, the girl can faintly see the bias of a beautiful woman above, smiling warmly at her.

The girl's fingers turned white, she was still trying to muster up her remaining strength, just a little bit to bring her to her senses, one last spell,

"E-eliquera estamio jeft"

A reddish bias covered the rogue's body, causing their bodies to instantly collapse on the snow.

Although the effect won't last long, it will be enough time to get to the Blackmoon pack.

Not wanting to waste time, the girl got up again. Her steps faltered, followed by a weakened breath and a pale face.

The girl's only hope is that the pack will accept her.

Taking a deep breath, the girl forced herself to keep running, ignoring the excruciating tightness in her chest.

Her body was indeed very weak, perhaps because it was her first time setting foot in the outside world.

"Hhh..hh..shh.." the girl's breath sounded loud, with her body slowly relaxing. She continued to hold her chest which felt very tight, her tiny hands gently hitting her, hoping that the tightness in her chest would lessen.

Even though she actually knew, no, she knew very well. There was only a moment left in his consciousness.

It was already very dark, followed by the wind that was blowing harder, accompanied by the heavy snow that it brought with it.

Snowstorm.

There were a few rustling of animals running into hiding places, trying to warm their bodies behind the gaps in the shady trees.

The girl was only able to stare wistfully around the dense forest which was already very dark. She just kept running and running, ignoring the condition of his feet, which were already turning blue and numb from stepping on a tree branch covered in thick snow.

No moans or groans escaped her luscious lips that were stained with tears of fresh blood, she just kept running as fast as she could, only as hard as she could.

She was really tired of all this.

Can..she ask for a glimmer of happiness?

This ending..can he have a happy ending like in his prince fairy tales?

"Auuuuuu!!!! Auuuuuu!!!"

The girl's fragile back instantly stiffened. She slowly turned her head, her blue irises widening when she saw a group of rogues that had been running after him.

All she can do now is try to recover her already chaotic body so that she remains conscious until the gate of the blackmoon pack.

Brakkkk!!

"Aaah..cough.."

The girl's tiny body instantly bounced away. Just as the Rogue pushed its body hard against a tree it made the sound of bones cracking.

The girl held her chest which felt tighter with blood around her lips and a second later her body collapsed on the ground.

Her blue irises stared at the rogue with a resigned look. Whatever she did was useless now. The girl was just waiting to die.

"GRRR..."

The girl fell silent as the rogues circled around her. Her body shook, responding to the fear and confusion of her mind. Her mind felt empty, even her lips felt numb to say a single request.

Her tiny hands gripped the ground beneath her, trying to channel the pain that ran through her body.

Every now and then a small groan escaped her lips, followed by blood seeping more and more, soaking his tattered plain white dress.

"Akkh...akkh.." a soft moan escaped from the girl's lips, her blue irises stared weakly at a black rogue attacking her and then pushed her body so that she bounced back on the ground.

He stood on top of the girl's body, his lips carved a sadistic grin for a moment before his poison-filled black fingers slashed at the girl's back to spit out fresh black blood mixed with poison.

Screams after screams of sorrow escaped the girl's lips, making her try to rebel. Her tiny feet tried to kick the rogue. But nothing, her tiny body couldn't move at all under the rogue's power, which was indeed much bigger than her body.

A low grunt repeatedly escaped his lips, as if channeling the endless pain within his shattered body.

"Hhh..hh..help..help.."

The girl's voice sounded frail, dying and heartbroken. The girl was only trying to get her voice out at the last second before she lost consciousness.

Her only hope now is that she will be reunited with a mate who loves and cares for her.

But it seems that dream will turn to ashes.

"Sorry..sorry.."

The girl closed her eyes slowly, hiding the bright blue net deeply. Cold sweat dripped from her temples, indicating the poison in her body was reacting.

Brukk!!

"Mate.."