The Alpha's Twins

Back Again

I wake up to the Sun shining in my face, blinding me the minute I woke up. Alec's arms surround me, his large hands on my belly protectively.

Finally. Today is my day to escape and leave this place. I admit, I'm going to miss being in his arms like this with him being so vulnerable. He snores softly, his breath landing on my cheek. I pick up his hand slowly and careful to make sure he doesn't wake up. Living with a Beta dad, I was an expert at sneaking out to my hideout in the forest undetected even though his senses were more heightened than most. With Alec, I didn't know if I could but I want to at least try. If I went home accompanied by him, my pack will most likely not welcome me back. I'm ready to put my friends and family out of their misery and ensure they know I'm alright. Alec will be fine, and he'll just catch up after  I make up with my family. I'm just worried that if he comes, he'll be aggressive and offensive, and my pack especially Tobias won't like that.

Once I get his arms off me, I slip out of the bed as quietly as possible. I'm worried that he'll catch me before I even leave the room, and my mission to see my family in peace will go down the drain. I creep towards the door with a sweater, dirty sneakers and sweatpants in hand. When I open the door, Alec stirs in the bed grabbing the pillow closest to him and clutching it close to him. I take another look at him before leaving and closing the door behind me. The house is eerily silent with only the soft tunes of the wind to mellow the mood. I sit down on one of the seats nearby and tug the sweats on and pull on the sweater. Once I zip it up and put on the sneakers that are sticky with mud, I walk towards the closest exit which is apparently the back of the large home.

Once I open the door, the wind rushes into my face making my eyes water. It's very cold today and I can tell during these passing months stuck in the house that it's either winter or it's about to me. And then it hit me, I don't know what anything is anymore. That house is like a time machine and when you're there, you end up forgetting things.

I clutch the sweater close, trying to keep my body as warm as possible and walk down the steep hill. The long, uncut wet grass clings to my ankles as I walk down the hill trying to avoid slipping and falling. I could see the valley where my pack should be so that's where I head. The only thing that worries me is the forest full of unexpected, dangerous surprises that can get me killed. With that thought, I suddenly regret leaving without Alec's protection because now I'm vulnerable to attack and no one will know where I am.

With my heightened sense of smell, I know where to go to find my hideout which isn't far from my house. I put my hair in a ponytail because it keeps whipping into my face, blocking my vision. The forest is dark, the birds twittering in chorus as the Sun makes it's first peak to the surface tainting the sky to a bright orange. Light floods into the forest floor, and I take advantage in order to see everything around me.

After a while, I hear sticks snap behind me and I turn around to find no one there. I start to walk quicker, the cold air biting at my skin under the sweatpants. I start to quicken my pace and thankfully the sound of water splashing onto rocks and going downstream. I'm finally closing in on my hideout. My legs are shaking with exhaustion and I really want to sit down and relax. The Sun is now bright enough for me to see nests resting high on the treetops, and birds barely the size of my hands flying for the rest time with their fragile, wobbly wings. I admit, I'm envious. I wish that I could fly and escape my problems, go wherever I want without having to worry about who'll find me. Flies buzz around my ears, and I watch closely at the ground around my feet to watch out for spiders, snakes, and other dangerous ground animals.

The riverbank is in sight as I walk across the fertile soil. Worry and dread floods into my mind as I step away from the protection of the trees and I'm exposed to Rogues and other wolves from enemy packs that see my pups and I as a threat. I take a deep breathe and roll up my sweats until they're an uncomfortable, itchy chunk of fabric at my thighs. I head into the water hoping that there is no surprise wave that'll knock me off my feet and drown me before I'm even close to the other side. The river represents the divide between the Bloodmoon Delta pack, our pack and dozens of other packs living on either side of the forest. To maintain the peace and have a bountiful number of food sources, we stay separate unless it's important or a problem arises.