No Escape

Abandoned

-Victoria-

I tried to keep up pace with the pack, but they all had wolves, I had two feet and a heavy pack. I can barely see their pelts in the woods as the sun sets behind us. I feel as though they're purposely trying to lose me, they probably are...I suddenly fall, unknown to why. I look behind, face palming mentally, seeing that my shoes are untied. I quickly push myself off the ground, dusting myself off, before tying my shoe strings. I look up, but no wolves are to be seen. "Wait! Guys!" I shout, trying to catch anyone's attention. I frown sadly, kicking a rock with my shoes. 'Wolf, you're a meany, I'm not giving you cookies if you come out." I growl at her. I imagine my wolf as a strong and dark pelted wolf. Why? Because, wolves with darker pelts are dominant. Wolves with brighter pelts are submissive. I sigh, running through the woods, hoping to catch up with them. I follow the large imprints they left behind, tracking them. I must've ran about 10 miles, before a light drizzle sheds from the sky. I push my legs faster, knowing the rain will wash their prints away. I watch helplessly as the tracks fade in the mud. A light catches my attention, ripping me from my aimless walk, and I stagger towards the light. I peer through the bushes, seeing a young male gazing up at the stars. I go to step, but a twig snaps, and the male looks up.
"Whoever is out there, show yourselves. You reek of rogue." He demands, before the realization hits me. My alpha had demoted me to rogue, he kicked me out of the pack without me knowing! I quickly step out into the clearing, shivering from the wetness of the rain.
"A girl? Come forward." He speaks softly, but my instincts are telling me to run. I take hesitant steps forward, closing the distance between us. "What is your name, what are you doing out here, what color wolf are you, what pack did you belong to, why are you a rogue, how old are you?" My head spins from the question bombarding.
"Victoria, got lost, don't have one, Claws, because I have no wolf, 18." I answer as fast as I can.
"You do know, you'd trespassed onto Alpha Titus's territory, right?"
My eyes widen, shaking my head, and I scan the area in paranoia. "Look, I have a treehouse, it was built bordering the outside of his pack. You can stay there, I'll help you out." He explains, before grabbing my hand, dragging me in the direction of the territory line. A treehouse comes into view and it's outside of his border. "My name is Kyle, I'm 20." He introduces himself and I smile. I slowly climb up the ladder, my body shakes, heights is not my strong suit. I scan the treehouse, kind of happy. Kyle says a quick goodnight, before he returns towards his home. I lay down and I fall asleep.

Short, I know, I'm about to pass out though.