Runaway

nine

nine

Turns out running was probably the stupidest Idea I'd ever had. Not only did it involve me falling head over heels down a twenty-stair-staircase but it didn't do much for my credibility with Theo.

He probably thinks I'm some rogue agent here to uncover all of his secrets and then I'll return to the rogue leader who is a fifty-something-year-old that I'm madly in love with, hah.

"If I knew why rogues are after me I would tell you!" I shout for the millionth time, Theo does not know how to listen.

"Are you sure about that Isabelle?"

"What do you mean?"

"Look at you," Theo says gesturing to me. "You're standing up straight, your posture is perfect, I can hear your voice loud and clear not to mention the fact that your stutter is gone."

I open my mouth to respond but my mind goes blank because he's completely right. The whole 24 hours that I have been in this pack I've been weak. I barely spoke and when I did it sounded like I was whispering not only that but I had, had the most incredulous stutter and it was gone just like magic, all it took was to anger me. I shudder at the idea of it.

"I j-."

"I don't want your excuses Isabelle, when you're ready to give me a believable, realistic explanation give me call." Theo shakes his head walking off a disappointed look in his green eyes.

"So that's it?" I call after him causing him to turn abruptly to face me. "This is how you're going to treat you're mate." A frustrated smile sneaks onto Theo's calm face.

"No." He shakes his head at me, "no you can't pull the mate card." That's all he says before locking the door after me.

I let out a scream of frustration, this isn't what I thought other packs would be like. I mean yes I have given Theo multiple reasons to distrust me and my sudden change in persona probably hasn't helped but I just I don't know who I am. I haven't found myself and he just got me riled up and arghhh!

I lay on the same bed I had slept soundly on just hours before. Only this time sleep didn't come easily, my whole life and belief had always been that it was better on the outside that escaping is the best thing for me but after this maybe it isn't. Naively I had believe that everything would work out but I guess my father was right, if my mate doesn't want me then there's nothing left.

I might as well just give myself up to the rogue's. I clench my fists Theo's words fresh in my mind, 'you can't pull the mate card on me.'

He doesn't want me that much is obvious I curl up into a ball pulling my knees up to my chest.

I don't know how Iong I sit like that but as my tears finally dry up a spark of anger ignites my mind.

What right does Theo have to do this to me?

I'm not a member of this pack I'm a rogue a wild creature, a locked door won't hold me, I won't allow it to.

With my new found vigour I storm over to the door and rattle the handle a few times, unsurprisingly it doesn't budge.

Slightly disheartened but not quite ready to quit yet I eye a small window by my bed. While the window itself doesn't open, it is made of glass and glass is easier to break than doors.

I grab the closest thing to me, in this case a wooden chair and approach the tiny window to inspect it. The window is little more than half a metre and it'll be tight squeeze but I'm sure I can make it. Staring at the chair in my I take one look at the window, It's now or never. The sound of glass breaking catches me off guard and for a moment or two I stand paralysed as I watch tiny pieces of glass rain down on me. I blink I'm not an idiot werewolves have incredible hearing if I stick around here any longer I'll be caught.