Chapter -11
Stake a Claim: Part 2
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A/N: Bold-Italics within double inverted commas are piece of conversation, they may be within pack mind meaning conversation via thoughts or spoken ones.
Italics in single inverted commas are thoughts to oneself.
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JACOB's POV
As I ran away from the pack territory and towards the Cullen, I could still hear the other's howling. A sense of pride had engulfed me the moment I accepted my birthright. It felt like I was reborn, maybe I was. I could feel the change in each and every nerve and bone. The moment I accepted my fate, a lot changed. I could sense it, I could even feel it.
My sense of smell was better, my eyesight became even more keen, I could taste even the wind, I could hear even the chatter of ant, and my speed I was sure it rivaled that of Leah's.... Leah! Oh how can I forget about her, in all this ruckus I forgot to talk to her. What a fool I am!
Thoughts of Leah, bring pain to my already broken heart. Even my wolf feels pain at leaving her behind. He's happy that now he's the top dog, he was meant to be but... thoughts of leaving Leah behind bring pain to him. All he wants to do is turn around and bring her near him and keep her there forever.
I need to get a hold of myself, I can't let myself be so weak willed after all I am a Alpha; But to whom? I can't help but ask my subconscious the question. I let down the barriers, I had made upon my mind as I had ran away while breaking off from my now former pack.
A wave of silence greeted me which was very different experience. The pack was never silent, there was always something going on but now it was dead silent. Then the realization downed on me, I would never hear them; breaking off the ties with the pack meant neither I would be able to hear them nor would they be able to hear me. My heart contracted at that thought. I was alone now, all alone.
"Hey! Hey there's no need to be sad. And will you please slow down. I may be fast, but you are alpha... have some mercy on me."
As soon as I heard those thoughts, I halted in my step. I was shocked and the only thing I could think about was 'Someone followed me' But the real question was, Who?
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