The Alpha's Eden

Going home

Eden PoV

The car turned around and headed back towards Woodmoor. I held Demi close to my chest and I wasn't sure if it was the earliness or the car, I was grateful when she drifted off to sleep. The less she witnessed or was involved in this shit storm the better. She didn't deserve to be here at all. She should have been in the safety of her parents arms and walking up to the sound of Christmas carols and gifts around the tree.

Demi was just a little kid! This was beyond fucked up and Mia would pay dearly for her actions.

Mia was in an extremely talkative mood and luckily she aimed her Chatty Cathy routine at my mum and Sadie instead of me. I kept my eyes on Demi or my lap but I could feel Chris's gaze upon me every once in a while from the rear view mirror but I dared meet it because a scared little Eden wouldn't be brave enough to do that and that was who I was now.

Frightened, broken Eden. That was my part now. That was me, for now.

I shut my eyes and rested my head back on the headrest, tiredness had hit me and even ten minutes of rest was better than nothing.

I must have fallen asleep because I was awakened by a hard slap on my forearm. "Wake up" my mum glared at me from beside me as she climbed out of the car herself.

Sadie opened the other door and took Demi's sleeping form from my arms. I clambered out of the car. My baby bump made it hard to move and Sadie sneered at me in disgust. "Wow you are absolutely huge. Like a little whale" she chuckled loudly and shook her head so that her long red locks fell behind her back like a red waterfall.

Once I was out of the car I gazed up at the foreboding Woodmoor packhouse that casted a huge shadow over me. People, mainly men I noted, were rushing around all over the place but nobody even took a moment to look at any of us. Almost like they were forbidden from doing so and scared of the repercussions of that sort of thing.

These were the Woodmoor packmates I'd grown up with.

Most of them I didn't even recognise anymore,they were more like soldiers than people.

Their every move was calculated and with purpose.
Each of them all wore dark grey, like a uniform that tied them together as a large group of shadows. Or maybe robots, Men without the ability to think or act for themselves. It was just like the intel had told us. Just like my brother's visions too, but seeing it first hand was a chilling sight.

One robot man took my duffle bag and stood beside me like he waited on further orders. Others did similar things for the rest of us.

"Take her to her old room" my mum ordered and the man nodded and gestured with a slight tip of his chin for me to follow him.

"What about Demi?" I asked my mum bluntly. "Hurt her and I'm gone" I assured her.

"No harm will come to the child, don't be so absurd. I'll make sure she's comfortable" Mum dearest chided me and I couldn't help but pause, affected by her cold tone.

"She better be" I uttered quietly before I allowed the man to lead me away.

Every tentative step I took was one more step towards the hell of my childhood.

We'd planned for so much but I hadn't given that much consideration to how I'd feel if I returned to my childhood home.

If these walls could talk, would they remember the tears I'd shed and the fear that had poured from every cell in my body for almost 19 years?! Or were they ignorant and evil like the people that lived here? Was everything, even inanimate objects poisoned by the same toxicity that had infected my parents, Gerard and Octiavius?