Broken Souls

Chapter 3 ~ Events Of My Past Cnt - A Bad Decision

~Ally's POV~

*Flashback Cnt.*

I finally re-surfaced coughing and spluttering, partially due to my inhalation of the water and secondly due to the frosty temperature of it having knocked my breath from me. My sight quickly adjusted to that of the dim lighting and I came face to face with three lads from our pack. They were stood besides the monument sniggering still at my wet form as got tried to clamber up on trembling feet, my clothes sodden and clinging lifelessly to my slight frame.

My gaze swept over them briefly before it returned to the water around my ankles, I knew better than to speak out and further more provoke them, as it would just turn out all the worse for me. I may have the title of Beta female in this pack, but the respect I got was little more than an omega. My past treatment by my father having reflected badly on those around him, as they believed they too could treat me the same way. My little objection due to the fear of any repercussions, had lead them to believe it was still acceptable now. And although my mate did an excellent job of preventing these kinds of actions when I was around him, the truth was he couldn't always be by my side. And as a result things like this would still happen, just not in his presence.

The pack wasn't stupid, they knew better than to anger my mate, but with me on the other hand they couldn't care less. I wasn't always like this, so quiet and submissive. I had tried to fight back once, fight for my rights in this pack and the equal treatment I so desperately wanted. I didn't always take things so easily; I used to keep up a stronger appearance and I guess an appearance more worthy of my new title. However there are only so many beatings one can take before the fight is knocked out of you. I soon learnt that retaliation only lead to a far worse outcome, and so eventually found it easier on myself physically to take the treatment silently, as I withdraw into myself and just took the snide comments and physical abuse that came my way without so much of a comment.

Some may say it was cowardly to suffer in silence, but who did I have to go to? Who did I have to comfort me? Who did I have to protect me if not my family or pack? The answer is no one. And so my resolution was to be silent, mute in a way. To blend in as much as I could, keep my head down and stay on the good side of as many of the pack as I could.

However this new way of life did little to stop my father's persistent ways, he who used to smirk at my outbursts only found anger in that of my withdrawal. And so my life was a never ending cycle of disappointment to those around me. My only improvement having come from the discovery of my mate. The new transferred Beta to our pack had proved to be none other than my mate. And a god send he was, at him not having spent his life in our pack he had no basis to judge me and was quick to accept me for who I was, unlike those in our pack who would have no doubtedly rejected me if I was theirs. But I wasn't theirs, I was his, and I would always be his.

He granted me an escape from my past, the house I used to call a home and a man I used to call my father. My life becoming slightly easier as I gained an almost second chance. But the pack would not forget who I had been made out to be by my father, and although my encounters with him and the pack were a lot less frequent, the occasional meetings like today were still inevitable.

I stood there shivering as I waited for the boys to leave, and sure enough they soon got bored of their laughing and continued on their way back to the pack house. As soon as they were out of sight, I made my way as steadily as I could from the cool waters grasp and back onto the less than welcoming gravelled courtyard. My now sodden clothes did little to stop the sharp, penetrating breeze from reaching my iced skin and even more so that of the skin which was exposed, such as my hands to the elements. They hung stiffly at my sides, before I forced one of them to reach out shakily for my now slightly dampened list and read off my last duty - to open the gates for guests at 4am. I turned to look at the large clock that stood mounted on the front of our pack house, the time reading close to midnight. I had little desire to come back out in another four hours to open the gates, and with my water soaked clothes getting colder by the minute I would welcome nothing more than a nice hot bath and comforting bed at this point.

So with that thought in the forefront of my mind I quickly gathered up my bucket and other cleaning stuff and ran back to the shed to deposit them. My fantasy of a hot bath nearing that of a reality as I was able to grab a spare dry coat, which hung in the shed, and use it to cover my frozen form as I made my way down the long drive towards the gates. How I wish I could have shifted into my wolf form at this moment in time, and welcome that of its thick winter pelt. But in our pack, to shift, we must seek the permission of our alpha unless we are a guard, a warrior or of high ranking. And despite my now high rank, my low social status in the pack before and the hatred from my father had influenced my alphas decisions greatly and meant he had yet to remove the order from me of not shifting without permission. And so getting his permission would not be an easy task. Meaning it was easier to walk the never ending gravel path of our drive way.

The walk/jog to the gates took a little longer than first thought, my expectations of the drive ways length having been exceeded by its true size and my shivering form also making the journey a lot harder than intended. But nevertheless they came into view and with what little energy I had left I was able to yank open the two giant steel gates.

I had finally completed all my duties for today, and although it had taken me twice as long due to my father's unhelpfulness, I could still feel relief flood through my body as I let out a rather shaky sigh. I looked towards the gates one last time before pulling my hands towards my chest and proceeding to jog back to the pack house. I knew it was a risk to open the gates without telling anyone, a risk I would get punished for if found out. But patrols were out and I knew soon enough they would stumble across the gates and resume their positions there as expected at the designated time. And to be honest, I was so cold and exhausted that the simple task of opening the gates 4 hours early seemed to be of little bother to my now jaded mind.

I returned to my room in the pack house, with the expectation of seeing my mate already asleep. However as I opened our door I instantly knew he wasn't in there. From what I could tell Tristan had been back recently, but it seemed he had gone again. I sighed, disappointed at not having my mate greet me with his comforting and more importantly warm embrace. But nevertheless I still wandered in to that of our bathroom and started to run myself a hot bath as I slipped out of my still dripping wet clothes and placed them in the washing pile that I would undoubtedly be expected to do later. The steam started to roll off from the running water and I eagerly stepped into it after turning off the taps. I lathered my body with mine and Tristan's favourite coconut and jasmine fragranced soap before actually taking the time to relax and enjoy the bath as I partially waited upon my mates return.

After a good half an hour spent soaking in the more welcomed water, I finally managed to pull myself from its dying warmth and wrap myself in a blue fluffy towel as I dried my hair and partially cleaned up the bathroom. I was just re-entering our room to search of some new and drier clothes, when I felt a sudden and unmistakable fear wash over me, a sharp stabbing sensation entered my mind and I clutched my head helplessly as I sank to my knees.

*Flashback continues in next chapter...*

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Sorry for this flashback sequence being so long I just wanted to try and get in some of Ally's background story so you could get to know her a bit better and also what her life was like before the loss of her mate. Next chapter will defiantly be more action packed as it will start to catch up with the bit at the start of the flashback :D

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