White wolf's POV

I'm a lone wolf and have lived many years. I'm a pure werewolf and am immortal. Unlike the half breeds of today. There are only a handful of us pure bloods left. I'm the oldest and would be king of the wolf world. But I prefer to be alone. So my brother a black wolf is king. He's not really m brother. We call each other that as my parents raised him after his parents died.

Anyway I've gone by many names over the years. But every wolf knows who I am when they see me.They bow showing me respect. Many females try to seduce me. But I ignore them as my one true mate died many centuries ago, along with our unborn pups. Which is another reason I'm not king. You only ever get one mate and what's a king without an heir or queen. Sure I could of ruled alone and let my brother's offspring take over. But I longer cared for the royal life and gave up my crown to my brother. I left.

But this story isn't about me. It's about a little lone wolf pup I find alone in a field. Her journey to find where she belongs and start a family of her. She was only nine weeks old when I found her on a bed of clovers, which is how she got her name Clover.

(Story)

I was roaming the wilds of South America when I hear a pups call. I follow it to a field. To see a lone she wolf pup on a bed of clovers. I take a deep breath and smell no other wolves in the area. And frown, what was a pup doing out here all alone? I approach it slowly and it stops crying when it sees me. She looks at me with her bright green eyes. That remind me of my dead mates.

I lay in front of her, showing I mean her no harm. But a few feet away. It's up to her if she wants to approach me. She watches me for awhile before getting to her feet and cautiously walks over. I notice she is thin she sniffs me before pawing at my mouth. I sigh, she must be hungry.

I get up and she backs away. I turn and start to hunt for food. She whines and follows. I sigh, I won't catch anything with her following me. I pick her up by the scruff of her neck. I carry her to the cave I'd been sleeping in. I place her inside and turn to leave. But I notice her trying to follow and growl. She whines rolling onto her belly. I leave and she stays put.

I return later with a dead rabbit. She yips happily and jumps up trying to grab it. I place it in front of her and back away. She starts to eat it happily. I seat at the cave entrance contemplating what to do. I can't look after her myself, she needs a pack to protect her. But the only pack around here is a pack of rogues. Though it'd be safer then traveling with me.

Decision made I lead her to a stream, where we both had a drink. I then set off for the rogue pack. She follows me curious at why we're not returning to my den. She soon grows tired and I pick her up. I pick up speed hoping to reach the pack before sunset.

I do so and they all gather to greet me. The leader on a boulder. I notice three adult females, two adult males and two teenage boys. "Greeting pure one" the alpha says as I place the pup down.

"Greetings, I must as you a favour" I tell them.

"Anything for a pure blood" the light coloured female says. She must be the alpha female.

"I found this pup all alone, with no pack or parents. I cannot raise it, I wish for you to raise her" I explain to them.

"But winter is coming, how can we raise a pup? When we barely get enough food for ourselves?" the beta asks the alpha pair.

"We can not refuse an order from a pure one" the alpha states. As the female approached the pup. She sniffs it and licks it forehead as it yawns. "We will raise her, she will make it" he tells me.

"I can find another pack to take her, once winter is over. If you don't wish to raise her" I tell them.

"That won't be necessary pure one, we are honoured you choose us. And will raise her to adult hood" the alpha female assures me.

"We have a little sister"  the teenagers cheer.

"Enough boys" the female with charcoal fur growls. They go quiet. She must be their mother or guardian. I bow my head in thank and go to leave. The pup whines and tries to follow me. I sigh and look at her.

"You are to remain here Clover" I state and she whines. I growl and push her towards the alpha female. "Stay" I tell her firmly and leave. But I watch from the tree line. As the rogue pack gathered around their newest member.

"Are you sure this is wise sister?" the alpha male asks the dominate female.

"No, but we are her only hope" she states as she comforts the pup.

"It'll be good practice for when we have our own" the beta states nuzzling the alpha female fondly.

"That is will be" she agrees. "Lets call is a night, little Clover is tired"  she states. She picks up Clover and carries her into the den. The rest of the small rogue pack follow her. And I left to return to my solo life, but promise myself to visit them once winter is over. To check on Clover.

A/N

Picture above of Clover and picture on the external link of the rogue pack.