The Alpha Meets The Rogue

Chapter 13

Dylan ended up driving us to the same mall where we had met when I had been with Jace.

I smiled automatically, thinking that the day we met, was the first time I tried to escape- in this same place.

"What are you going to buy?" Dylan asked me. We were walking around inside the mall.

To my surprise, it wasn't as crowded as it had been the day Jace had brought me there. I thought it was a disadvantage to me, but I didn't let it get me down. 

More people meant it would be easier to get away from Dylan, not that it was going to be easy in any way.

"I was thinking I could buy a casual dress or something like that," I answered, walking into a store. Dylan nodded his head and didn't add anything else.

As I looked around at the clothes, pretending to be interested in them, Dylan would simply stand beside me. He would look around, look at me for a while, or stare at the clothes with a bored expression.

The way he stood, made it seem like he was my body guard. 

I grinned when I thought that was the perfect way to give me an edge with my escape plan.

"You know, you don't have to be next to me all the time," I told Dylan. I was holding a dress and didn't look up to see him as I said that.

I was attempting to make it sound like a normal conversation, not wanting Dylan to think I was trying to get rid of him.

"I don't mind," he replied.

"You kinda look like you do. Well, mainly, you look bored out of your mind."

"Bored, I am. But, I'll be fine."

"What if I want to surprise you with what I buy?" I asked him, getting closer and placing one of my hands on his chest. 

He raised an eyebrow and smirked.

I found it so odd for him to give me that look. Dylan has confidence like no other, but finding him being cocky or smirking at someone- even me- it was rare.

"What do you have in mind?" He asked, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"That's part of the surprise, now go and let me find my clothes," I told him, untangling myself from his hold and shooing him away.

He chuckled and shook his head, which was something so casual, but made him look so desirable.

"Okay, shop all you want. I'll go check out some things in the shops next to the mall. We'll meet up front in an hour?"

"That sounds good," I replied, now my voice coming out softer than I wanted it too. 

He leaned in to give me a peck, but I placed my hands behind his head to giving him a lasting kiss.

I felt like tearing up in the middle of the store, but controlled myself.

Dylan seemed surprised by the way I attacked him. He replied to the kiss soon enough after recovering.

I broke the kiss, now thinking if I didn't let him go in that moment, I never would. 

The thing was, even if Dylan was possessive, got jealous for any little thing, hardly spoke to me, and confused me most of the time- he was my mate.

"What was that for?" He asked when I let him go.

"Something to remember me by while you're out in your shops," I said, turning away from him. I pretended to be interested in a rack of dresses.

My eyes were getting glassy and I didn't want him to notice I was about to break down if he didn't leave the store.

"I love you," Dylan whispered in my ear, before leaving.

He had never said that before. A tear rolled down my cheek and soon after, others followed it. 

I had my purse with me holding all the money I had brought, my jewelry, and money Dylan had given me.

I was carrying all my important documents and even chose to wear my most comfortable clothes. 

I would have to leave all my other clothes behind, but they were replaceable.

In that moment, I could walk away. Dylan would think I was shopping so I would have a clear opening.

But I couldn't even move. While my mind processed that I was ready to leave, my heart was stuck in those three little words.

I took a few moments to calm down. Being in this state would help no one, especially me. I looked at the dress in my hand. For some reason I wanted it.

Maybe it was because if my life wasn't messed up, I would've chosen that dress to be presented to Dylan's pack. 

Maybe it was because it simply was a beautiful dress. Maybe the reason was that the dress had been what I was holding the last time I saw Dylan.

I found myself in the register, paying for the dress. The cashier looked at me with a face of sympathy.

"Are you okay?" She asked me, while putting the dress in a bag, after I had paid for it.

"I will be," I replied, taking the bag from her and leaving the store.Instead of walking out through the entrance Dylan and I had used, I went through the back.

There were plenty of people there, and the parking lot on that side was full of cars as well. I didn't really mind, since I knew Dylan would only look for me through the front area.

Once I reached the end of the parking lot, I looked out to where the main city would lead. 

We were still about fifteen minutes away from it and it was a good way to loose Dylan. He would never find me if I kept making my way there.

Then I stared into the woods. For a while, I would be covering no man's land. I would have to shift in order to cover more land and faster. 

I could run for about three or four hours in my human form, but that would not be enough time.

If I was a wolf, I could run a full day before getting tired.

Without making a decision, I found myself walking into the woods. Being surrounded by greenery, trees, and water I heard in the distance- made me feel like home.

I walked more into the woods and tried to hear for any noise. 

When I assured myself that I was alone, I started removing my clothes and shoving them in my bag. I also placed the shopping bag with the dress I had bought, in it.

I had picked out a bigger purse, so that I could carry all my important things. It was a roomy bag, but things were tight and it looked packed since I had filled it up.

As soon as I got it to close, I shifted into my white wolf. Even if I had been out on a run yesterday, I missed the freedom that came whenever I shifted.

I grabbed the bag with my mouth and started jogging. Nothing was familiar, so I just had to find my direction and start heading the opposite way of home, and of Dylan.

I was running through the woods, keeping alert of my surroundings. I had been going for almost three hours. 

As I ran, I was thinking that by now, Dylan would be looking for me.

I wondered if he waited after the hour had passed or if he went in to look for me. The thoughts were fuzzing up my mind and were making me lose focus.

I stopped running and looked around to where I was. 

Something was off. 

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