Chapter 9: seven

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seven

I can't keep going. My wolf is exhausted and I can barely move. Every step I take is agonizing, the only thing that keeps me on my feet is the idea that with every step I get further away from my father and his insufferable pack.

The only problem is I'm on The Black Knight Pack territory and I don't fancy sticking around long enough to find out what happens to rogues found wandering alone on their territory.

Everyone deserves the right to choose their partner, to find their mate so why was that choice ripped out of my fingers? Why was I born into the only pack in this country that  still doesn't allow its members to find their mate? What have I done to make the moon goddess so cruel?

It takes every inch of my strength to stay in my wolf form, there is no chance I'm going to risk being found naked in the woods. I focus on my breathing to calm the pain.

State your business.

My eyes snap open my senses waking up. What was that? Is that, mind-link? My eyes widen with realisation the elusive skill I never possessed for lack of a wolf. Being able to communicate through a pack link, or just a link in general I guess. When in wolf form werewolves are unable to talk, hence mind-link. A way of communication and it's happening right now. The only person I've ever mind-linked with is my mother and well that has only ever been achieved twice.

The feeling of someone else in my mind is still foreign.

I'm just p-passing through.

I reply, kicking myself for stuttering through mind link. The only chance I have at survival is if the Alpha of this pack finds some use for me, and stuttering is not a good start.

Where have you come from? The brown wolf begins to circle me his bright eyes never leaving my shivering form.

The Dark Sky Pack, I manage without stuttering.

Are you apart of their pack? I hold my breathe, shouldn't I be dead by now? Most books state that once found as a rogue on pack territory you're a dead man walking.

Not anymore. I say forcing my words to appear confident and self-assured.

Are you a rogue? The wolf asks even though the answer seems clear.

Yes. I reply dropping my eyes.

Look at me.

Doing as I'm told my eyes snap back up to meet his.

You are a rogue trespassing on The Dark Knight Packs territory, for that I should kill you.

D-don't you have to a-ask the A-Alpha? I plead as my legs begin to give way.

As the Beta of this pack no, I do not. The wolf begins to approach me, it's clear I insulted his power by asking such a stupid question.

O-oh. I say weakly backing into the trees.

You will come with me to the cellar.

Cellars? What, I haven't done anything. I say even though I've already done enough damage.

Since you're so keen on meeting the Alpha, he shall decide your fate. You can either come with me willingly or I will force you.

Can't you just escort me to the end of your territory? The moment the words escape me I regret them, the fact that I'm still alive is a miracle but I can't keep pressing my luck.

No.

Can't you help me out? Please?

You must come to the cellars.

What happens when I get into the cellars? I say finally giving up all hope that this Beta is kind enough to help a wolf in need.

The Alpha will meet with you and asses your value to our pack if you hold value you will be allowed to stay, if not you will be executed immediately. I shiver at the very thought, execution.

What if I don't go willingly?

Look at you, your leg is bleeding and you're barely able to stand. How long do you think it will take for me to catch you?

It was a just question. I reply holding my head high in an attempt to win back any of my dignity.

For an injured little wolf, you sure are bold.

Thank you?

Enough with the chit chat, follow me.

Doing as I'm told I follow the brown wolf through a maze of trees. Focusing on my breathing: in, out, in, out, in, out...

What's your name? I ask, if I'm dead in two hours what do I have to lose?

James.

Are yo-. I begin curiosity nagging at me.

Enough of the questions little wolf we will be there soon but until then please refrain from talking to me.

My head drops, I know he only said that because if I am to be executed it is dangerous for him to have an attachment to me. Of course that doesn't really make me feel better about the fact that no one ever seems to want to listen. My mate will. I already know it, he'll always be there for me and if I get out of this alive I'm definitely finding him.

The wind ruffles my fur as we walk, carrying the scents of their pack towards me. When we turn away from the direction of everybody's scent my pulse quickens, is this wolf lying to me? Is he a rogue trying to capture me? Or does he want to kill me quickly?

The cellars are kept away from the pack houses for security.

James replies as if he read my thoughts. That's when it hits me, whilst on someones else's territory your thoughts are open to everyone. It's sort of a security caution so you can't do anything without the pack being alerted first.

How much further? I say as my legs continue to shake.

We will be there soon little wolf.

I don't, no I can't respond. The adrenaline in my body is gone, my bones feel like weights and I can barely move my head without flinching. The gnash in my leg is starting to throb and if I don't sit down soon I think I'll pass out.

I regret to inform you but until you have been assessed by our Alpha no food or aid will be offered. The wolf says without even a shadow of visible regret.

I'll die without at least a drink of water. I say if I'm dead in two minutes at least I'll die hydrated.

Maybe, if you're lucky little wolf.

I hold my breathe as the building comes into sight. Not only is it covered in ivy but it's heavily guarded, there are four wolves standing guard by the entrance and they mean business. The closer we get the faster my heart pounds, I'm not getting out of here alive. This pack is full of the best warriors in the country what use will the Alpha have for me? Once an omega always an omega.

Follow me, do no talk to anyone if you so much as look anywhere but straight ahead you will be punished. James says going into Beta mode.

I don't respond.

Do you understand little wolf?

Summoning the last of my strength I reply. Yes, James.

He nods in satisfaction as he takes me to my cell. I walk in and collapse with relief, I can finally rest my legs.

I will be back in a few minutes.

I don't reply, only sit with my head on my paws. How did I get myself into this predicament? Of course it is my fault that I chose to run this way, but my mother lied to me.

Maybe she was just unaware of the extra border security, a small part of me whispers. After a few more moments of an internal debate I finally agree, they must've doubled the security after my outburst it's not my mothers fault. She didn't know. Or did she? No she couldn't-wouldn't do that to me. I am her only daughter and her wish is for me to find my mate and thats exactly what I'm going to do.

James returns with a few scraps of clothing in his mouth he drops them outsides my cell then turns around. I notice that he is still in his wolf form and with his back to me I can see the various battle wounds he has. Even though wolves have the ability to heal very fast, the scars of the injuries can still remain if they are inflicted enough times, trust me.

My breathing hitches when I realise what that means, James was tortured.

Get changed.

You were tortured.

How did you know?

The scars on your back.

This is none of your business, now get changed.

You can tell me.

Why would I want to tell you, little wolf?

We both know the Alpha will have me executed, so why not tell a perfect stranger while you can? I'll die with your secret.

I hear James let out a low growl.

Get changed.

B-

Get changed little wolf, the Alpha will be here soon and you must be in human form when you address him.

I do as he says, hoping that maybe he can put in a good word for me, if that even exists. The clothes he gave me are much too big and smell like they've never been washed. Slowly, I slip the garments on and sigh. The button-up shirt comes down mid thigh and I'm not even going to try and get the pants to stay on.

Are you done?

I am.

He turns back around, his brown wolf standing tall by the bars. He can't sit down, I watch his legs shake, if he sits thats submitting to a rogue and as a Beta his Alpha will not be pleased. I stay standing, because under this shirt is nothing and I don't fancy having a wolf perving on me.

"Are you okay?" I say it out loud, I know he can hear me.

I'm fine.

"Your legs-"

Are fine. Alpha Theodore will be here soon.

The wolfs yellow eyes follow my every move as I look down at the gnash in my leg. "If the Alpha lets me live, this bite might just kill me." I say thoughtfully, as if I'm working out a math equation.

James looks confused at my calm nature, here I am standing in a cell in a shirt thats too big with a huge bite in my leg and a 99.9% chance of death. Most people would be panicking. My whole life I've been treated like an outsider, my whole life, as if I wasn't normal and didn't belong. So I guess you can say I'm not most people, well at least I've never been treated like one.

The Alpha is here.

My body shakes as I hear his footsteps, with each step my heart beat picks up. When he finally comes into view my heart stops completely, he is beautiful. Beautiful the way men shouldn't be. His green eyes pierce my heart, while I watch him carefully I can feel my senses going crazy. Not only am I in the presence of an Alpha, but probably the best smelling man on the planet, his scent is driving me crazy. I take a step closer to the bars as he strides towards me until our noses are almost touching.

I study his face, the high cheekbones and perfectly sculpted chin. He watches my every move until leaning forward enough for our noses to touch, a bolt of electricity goes up my spine and I'm tempted to jump back. What was that feeling?

"Mate."

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