Pack Love

I twisted my hair into a ponytail, tucking it under my cap and lowering the brim. Then I took a final look around the room full of strangers, wondering which of them would help me escape, and which would try to kill me.

The Alpha ordered Bobby, Danny, Carson, and Cole to take me away. I didn’t want to go anywhere. I threw one last look to the love of my life, hoping he would see every ounce of love I held for him and how sorry I was that he had to watch me go on trial and be sentenced to death at daybreak. I wanted him to also see my determination and how much I would miss him.

I knew Bobby didn’t have the guts and no matter what he said to our Alpha there was no way he wasn’t on my side, but he was also too scared to go against the pack. Danny didn’t like me, but I know that he knew what I did was right and for the safety of us all no matter how it looked. He wouldn’t try to kill me, but he certainly wouldn’t help me. It didn’t matter what they thought though, they were only the escorts to my escorts, just in case something went wrong.

Carson and Cole were the ones dragging me towards the dungeon to lock me up in a cage reinforced with a wolf-strength proof metal, which was created by some very dark witches. I knew I'd be passing a door in about five seconds, which meant I would have to get loose from two Betas, though neither were a match for the third Beta.

The third Beta was Blaze. He was the son of our oh-so-beloved Alpha, but I loved him. He was the absolute love of my life and there would never be another. He had beautifully soft medium length wild curls of stark black hair and eyes the color of a blazing fire and I must say being a Werewolf did wonders for the body, especially of the higher ranked guys, which he was, the highest ranked, under the Alpha. I knew if I had to do what I did he would resent me for the rest of both of our lives and hate me enough for the whole pack and myself, but I had no choice. He believed more in the rules than anyone else because he had seen what the repercussions of not following them meant right in front of his young face. His mother had told a vampire where we were hidden, so she would not die and to come back to her child, but the vampire killed her as soon as he found us right in front of Blaze’s face. I was there for him the whole time. But now I was doing something similar to what his mother did and he’d never forgive me. I would miss him while I was gone, not that I’d be coming back.

I snatched away from Carson and Cole using all of my power and even some of my wolf power. I took them by surprise and was able to get to the door right as it was snatched open. My heart dropped into my stomach and I couldn’t breathe for that split millisecond of pure uncertainty and fear and acceptance for the death I would have to face. I was utterly surprised to see Blaze standing on the other side of the door. I felt I was about to die right there. I didn’t know whether to be scared or happy, to surrender or still try to run, knowing he would be right behind me. I pushed passed him and didn’t look back. I knew where I was going and if he wanted to catch me then he’d be the only one who would be able to do it. There were several places I had to pass through that would cause the complete loss of my scent, like the witches’ garden. I put everything into sprinting my way across Werewolf lands and into freedom, but even with the momentum I was building up and the power I was using it felt as if each second that passed was a minute. I didn’t know how I would get out of the crap I had gotten myself into, especially when I heard close shuffling behind me. I knew who it was. There was only one person in the whole pack that could ever keep up with me, but I refused to believe he would be the one to catch up with me, even though I wanted him to be the one, if I had to go.

I kept running and pushed myself as hard as I could. There was no way around it. It wasn’t go big or go home for me. It was go big or don’t survive. I didn’t have a home to go to anymore. I had to get away. My heart and lungs were working overtime and double time trying to keep up with my mind and body. I had to push myself even harder to get away from whoever was following me.