Broken Treasure

Chapter 7

"Ugh" I groan as I sit up. Immediately I start to panic.

Oh crap, I overslept ; Alpha Stan is going to be pissed.

What time is it? Maybe I can start breakfast before the pack notices.

I glance to my left and I see a bright alarm clock sitting a few feet beside where I am laying.

It reads 6:00 a.m. and my heart slows at the sight .

Great I have about thirty minutes before the pack wakes up.

Lying back down, I sigh as the pillow like mattress supports my body.

Wait a minute... I don't own an alarm clock and I'm positive I don't sleep on beds.

Where am I ?

Then like magic, all of yesterday's events came rushing back to my head.

What was I going to do?

I couldn't possibly stay with here.

"No. We have to stay with our mate. He'll keep us safe." My wolf pleaded.

"How could you say that after all we've been through. After he finds out how worthless I am he'll just abuse us like everyone else."

"Our mate would never hurt us." she retaliated with confidence radiating in her voice .

"How could you be so sure of that." I say.

"We're leaving and that's that." I snap.

Immediately I regretted it because I never talk to her like that. After all she's done for me, I would never talk to her that way.

"I'm sorry." I say after the silence goes on for a few minutes . "We just can't stay here. I can't bear to see that look of disgust on his face when he finds out the truth. It'll kill me. "

Deciding to give it a rest, I get out of the bed and walk towards the bathroom.

Not letting myself become distracted by the sight of the extravagant bathroom , I walk timidly towards the enormous mirror.

I'm met with an averaged-height girl with long, brown , matted hair and hazel eyes. Her clothes were dirty and tattered and she was in desperate need of a bath.

She had bags under eyes from sleep deprivation and it looked like her last meal was years ago. With the way her cheek bones sunk in and how her body seemed to be bone tightly wrapped in a thin layer of skin; it seemed as if her meals were nonexistent.

This is the girl I've become. Not wanting to wallow in my own self pity, I stripped off my rags and hopped into the shower.

I sighed as the warm water cascaded down my body. It has been so long since I've had a shower. When I was in my old pack I'd be lucky if I can get two showers in a week and I was only allowed to use the cold water whenever I did take a shower.

It felt nice to have the warm water messaging my sore muscles. Picking up the shampoo, I poured some into my hand and massaged it into my scalp. The scent of lavender invaded my senses as I continued to wash my hair.

After that I cleaned the rest of my body and turned off the shower head. Wrapping the towel around my head and another around my figure, I walked out of the bathroom and into the bedroom.

Not wanting to put back on my former rags, I walked to the walk-in closet and looked for some clothes I could wear. It was obvious that this was Conner's room because of all of the suits and other male's wardrobe.

Walking further into the closet, I gave a sigh of relief as I found a large, gray t-shirt and a fitted pair of jogging shorts .

I slipped on the t-shirt and smiled as it brushed against the bottom of my knees. As before, I was filled with his sweet, unique scent and sighed as I felt comforted by it. If not anything, I would surely miss this when I left. The amount of security I felt simply from his scent.