Loving the Rogue Alpha

This story is the sequel to Mistakenly Bitten. As some readers were not satisfied with Andrew's fate so I decided to create his story, as per their request. Add the book to your library because the more people I see interacting with it, the more motivated I will be to write it and keep up with daily updates. Andrew POV Two days. Or two years. I don't know how long exactly I have been in this hell hole, because when you are being kept in a completely dark room, the only thing measuring the time is your own hunger. And that is hardly reliable. If I were a human, I know my story would have been all over the news by now. Humans are curious creatures, the least powerless when it comes to physical strength, and yet feared by all supernatural creatures. Their curiosity makes them dangerous. Our kind knows better than to expose ourselves to humans- except a few trusted ones- because we know if humans realized werewolves were real and lived among them, we would be hunted down, trapped, and experimented on to near extinction. And humans like to keep informed about everything that happens all over the world, even when it doesn't concern them. Thankfully for me, I am not a human, so I am safe in the knowledge that my story will not travel the world like wildfire. I would be humiliated worse than I am at the moment if that happened because the life I have been leading during the past years is not exactly one to be proud of. The funny thing is I didn't see that until recently, when a shocking discovery changed my entire life and made me rethink my decisions. I am talking, of course, of the time I realized that the love of my life was alive. My name is Andrew, and at a young age, I decided to leave my family (my twin brother Tyler and younger brother, Teague) to avenge the death of the girl I loved.