Fate is Twisted

Chapter 8

I felt warm. That was the first thing I realised when consciousness decided that it would dawn upon me. My eyelids fluttered and opened to see the sight of someones neck. I also felt strong arms cradling me in their strong and muscled arms. My heart beat started to speed. Could it possibly be Ralph? Closing my eyes tightly shut, I inhaled a long whiff of the persons scent, wishing and hoping that I would smell the sweat scent that Ralph provided. 

I couldn't help but feel disappointed when I discovered that the scent didn't belong to Ralph, but to Jon. Suppressing a disappointed sigh, or an annoyed groan, I let myself tune into a conversation that was being whispered in an almost frantic tone.

"You promise that you won't tell Ralph about what happened?" I recognised the voice of Kayla. Instantly I became more intrigued as I realised that they were talking about how I had tried to murder Lupa. I felt grim, thinking back to how I hadn't even thought about the cold blooded act. How I had just grabbed the knife and stalked after Lupa, like a wolf when hunting it's prey. Still, more or less I was intrigued. I listened with a more intense manor, trying not to make my body tense in Jon's arms.

"Why do you think I would tell the alpha?" Jon asked, imploring the word alpha but also sounding hurt. Like the thought of Kayla thinking that he would tell the about what had happened made him feel hurt. Kayla must have heard that in his voice, for she apologised immediately.

"Look, I'm sorry alright." Kayla said gruffly. From her tone, it didn't sound like she was the one who usually apologised.

As she said this, I felt Jon take a sharp breath, before letting it out slowly and returning to his normal breathing pattern.

"Why are you apologising?" He asked, playing dumb even though he knew why Kayla was apologising. When he asked that, I heard Kayla let out a frustrated sigh and could picture her running her pale long fingers through her greasy black hair.

"K'know." Kayla sighed again. " I was to quick to judge you. I mean, I don't really know you, but to me, all of you guys to me are all the same. Little henchmen for you big alpha." Kayla said. There was a short silence before Kayla spoke again.

"Though I don't really show it Jon, I am extremely thankful that you aren't reporting this to the alpha. After all, Lilac is my only friend. I have no others, so it would be a shame to lose the only one as soon as I found her." 

I felt Jon tense again and realised that Kayla had basically told Jon that I was her only friend, completely forgetting how he was helping her and myself out. It was like before, only this time Kayla didn't catch on. I felt Jon hold his breath...literally, before realising that Kayla wasn't going to say anything else and giving a shrug.

"What the alpha doesn't know won't hurt him." Jon told Kayla in a gruff tone. The conversation seemed to end there. I carefully peaked over Jon's shoulder and saw that we had been walking to the rogue prison. 

We entered the building with Kayla at the front and leading. Jon followed Kayla into a long hallway with lots of doors. When we got to the end of the hallway, Kayla opened the last door. They walked into the room and I closed my eyes, pretending to be unconscious.

"Just put her on the bottom bunk Jon." Kayla ordered. I heard the bed sheet being pulled back and then felt myself being lowed onto the bed. When I was on the bed, I felt the scratchy black bed sheet drawn over my body and upto my shoulders. I pricked my ears and listened to the retreating footsteps. I didn't hear the door close. When I heard Kayla speak, it souinded like she was standing in the doorway.

"Do you think she'll be alright? Lilac that is." Kayla asked, making me suppress an annoyed groan. I didn't want to hear their conversation anymore, but what could I do? Kayla was standing in the open doorway. In a first and last attempt to block the conversation out, I silently pulled the scratchy sheet over my head. It didn't really work. I could hear exactly what was going on. But to my surprise, Jon didn't bitch about me.