The Love Of An Alpha

Chapter 26 - The Escape.

After seeing  Ethan and speaking to him I had a stronger drive to escape, to find my way back to my friends and to him. Even though I wasn't sure if I was ready to accept everything that came with his world, I was now a werewolf and that meant I was thrown into the thick of it either way. When my heavy eyelids open to greet another day of me trapped within the abandoned house I was filled with a will to escape. I looked across the my cell to see the old wooden chair that my guard was sitting on to be empty and the cell block I am held in to be abandoned. I knew I wouldn't have long until Adam or another one of his guards came to take me to another lesson, if I was going to escape it would have to be now. I quickly stood, my shaking and tried legs barely holding my weight as I stubbled towards the cell door. I looked around in the hopes of finding a key in view or a long stick but of course I was out luck. I ranked my brain in search of an idea, some way of unlocking the cell. I suddenly remembered my lessons that Scar face had taught me, the ability of transformation and I knew I would work. I clucked the rock I kept under my bed in my hand and focused completely on the hard, cold unbending  object in my hand and pictured the perfect key I needed to unlock the door. I felt the cold and rough surface of the rock shift into the smooth surface of an old key, I reached around the bars of the cell door and awkwardly moved the key to line with the hole. Relief flooded through me at the familiar and calming sound of the click as the lock unlocked. The creek from the hinges quicken my heart beat as I opened the door and took a tentative step towards the outside of the cell. When I knew that no one had heard or seen me open the door I ran to the far side of the cell room, towards the stone wall and away from the door. I stopped and look up at the tall wall that had bits of stone and dirt hanging off the spider webs as I lightly placed my hands on stones. My tender hands hurt against the pressure I pushed on the wall hoping that I had enough strength and power to create a door in the wall. I took a slow, deep breath before calling on my remaining power and picturing a door, pushing all my emotions of happiness, desire to be free and need to be back home. Suddenly the hard, jarged surface of the wall turning into the smooth welcoming surface of a wooden door, exactly how I had pictured it in my mind. 

"Hey!" I heard a man call behind me. I turned to see my guard from last night running towards me. I quickly opened the door stepped through before slamming it shut behind me. I could hear him on the other side of the door, rattling the handle before I return the wall to its original status, as if the door never existed. 

I looked around quickly taking in my surroundings. Scar Face was right, there was nothing but trees on every side of me. I heard yelling coming from inside the compound as I started sprinting towards the forest in hopes of losing them. The sound of breaking branches and yelling made me push my legs harder and harder with the determination to freedom pumping through my boding feeling me to continue. 

It had been a long time since I had heard anything behind me as I started to slow my legs and come to a stop near a lake. I fell to my knees at the edge of the lake and stared at the unrecognisable reflection in the water. My clothes were ripped and dirty and my hair tangled and messy. I drew the water up to my face and sighed in relief as it ran of my face, rejurating me and cleaning the dirt from me. I looked around for any sign of danger, satified I was safe for a little while before I removed my clothes and stepped into the beautiful, cold water. It was the closest thing to a bath I had had since being taken and it felt like heaven, washing away all the dirt and blood from my body. 

I was standing on the bank of the lake fully dress and ready to make my journery home when I heard a noise in the distance. It seem far but moving fast, confusing me at my ability to hear it before I remembered I was half werewolf now, I quickly sprited towards the nearest tree and hid behind it. A minute later a pack of wolves broke through the tree line on the other side of the lake and came to a stop. I could tell which one was the Alpha as the air filled with power and his stood proud and tall at the front of the other six wolves. One of the wolves shifted back and took a step towards the Alpha before speaking.