Runaway

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.