Twen's POV
I sit on the edge of the bed with a pile of clothes next to me. Rita said a week had passed since my arrival, and I was ready to leave this room. For the past week, I had spent my time laying in bed, resting and recovering. Now that the cuff was removed, I felt stronger than I'd ever felt, but I had yet to connect with my wolf. Rita said this was normal and I would connect soon; I only hoped she was right.
The young Alpha came every day since the cuff was removed though he wouldn't enter the room, which I appreciated. He stood outside the see-through wall and kept his gaze on me, standing in the same position, though sometimes he would sit down. I kept my gaze looking in the opposite direction, staring at the blank wall. Though sometimes I couldn't help but want to glance at him. Our eyes would meet for a split second every day he was here. Surprisingly, he hasn't come today; typically, he would be here when I woke up.
I get off of the bed but immediately fall to the ground. It had been so long since I stood on my two feet; I had lost my strength. I slowly get up from the ground with trembling legs and support from the bed; I turn to face the bed and the pile of clothes. I was given some clothes to change into. Rita called what I was wearing a "hospital gown" and said it's not something you're supposed to wear outside. The clothes she brought me were a plain white shirt and shorts.
Rita said that now that I was a bit better, it was time to leave the "Medical Center," which is what this place I've been sleeping in is called. She said a room at the pack house was prepared for me to stay in. Jamie once told me about pack houses; he said that the people who lived in the pack house were the Alpha of the pack and his family, along with the Beta and his family.
I'm scared to live in the pack house. Living in that house means I'll be surrounded by scary people. I told Rita that I didn't want to live there, but she said that it was the safest place for me to be in. So I agreed because there's nothing scarier than getting caught by Micheal.
I take off the hospital gown and let it slip to the ground; I step to the side, removing the clothes from my ankles. I first take the shorts and slip them on, I have seen many people take off shorts before, so I know how to put them on. I pick up the shirt and hold it open, but before I can put it on, I feel a tingle in my chest that spreads throughout my body. It feels stronger than it did before.
I turned around, and the young Alpha stood behind the see-through wall. I quickly turn back around, holding my arms around my body. It was for a split second, but I saw that his eyes were wide open, and his face had changed color. I turned my head back to the see-through wall, and he was gone. I turn back around and sigh in relief. I quickly put on the shirt and sat back down on the bed.
I don't know much about wearing clothes, but I don't think they're supposed to fall off my waist or slip off my shoulders. If they are, it's not very comfortable. However, the people I've seen wearing clothes don't look like this.
After a while of waiting, the tingling comes back; I look up from the ground and see the young Alpha walking across the see-through wall, with Rita following behind. The door is soon opened, and Rita walks in first, and for the first time since getting the cuff removed, the young Alpha walks in after her.
When I saw him, I let out a small gasp, and my body stiffened. I shift my eyes back and forth from the young Alpha and Rita. He has his eyes locked in my direction, so I move my eyes back to Rita and keep them there.
"Alright, Twen, Liam here will escort you to the pack house."
Upon hearing her words, I jump from the bed with all my strength and take a few steps backward. Rita walks toward me, lifting her hands out in front of her. "It's okay; I promise he will not hurt you."
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Save Me
LobisomemTwen is an omega boy who has been chained to a dark room for as long as he can remember, tortured, and sold by his captors. Tired and in pain, he wants nothing more than to end his misery, for there are no longer any feelings of hope of ever escapin...