The Wild One

Chapter Eight- Unedited

“where are we going now?” I asked.

“to the rank house” he replied. The rank house was for all the people who held a rank, I know you’re thinking well no shit Kayden I got that from the name, but yeah. Until they got families at least. It was just for the Alphas, Betas, Dark wolves, Shadow wolves, Deltas, Sentinels, Hunters, and the Scouts. The Guardians, Caretakers,  Omegas, and the adults lived in the pack house. And most individual families had their own houses to raise their kids until they hit 16, which for werewolves means you become an adult and move to the pack house. And from then on if you want your rank to be higher than an adult, you work hard to move up.

If I stayed, which I'm not, Jase and I would more than likely get a house of our own.

“Kayden what rank were you at your old pack, I mean if you did have a rank” he asked curiously. I was waiting for this question to come up. Should I lie?

I took a deep breath. Would he be surprised? Maybe upset that I wasn’t some weak little girl. That’s what all alpha’s wanted, a nice, innocent, girl who followed orders without a second thought. Who read books and wore dresses, and was an angel all the time. The alpha’s liked innocence like that, so they could be the only ones to taint the innocence that was ‘rightfully theirs’.

“I had a few ranks” I told him not telling them what they were.

“an adult wolf and?” he started. I guess I was an adult wolf, I was older than 16, not by much but I was.

“Well…”

“why are you hesitating?” he asked me looking over at me, I caught his eyes, they held general interest and curiosity and what looked like worry.

“I'm debating on lying or not” I told him. Why am I being so nice you may ask. I'm baiting him. Hopefully he’ll let me have my own room so it will be easier to escape and won't take another month of my life. Plus I don’t hate him as much as I did when we first met, but he’s also not being so demanding. I'm sure he figured out telling me what to do doesn’t work too well. I only get generally mean when I go into defense mode, which is when someone is trying to make me do something I don’t want to, like making me stay in a cell, or coming into my house in the middle of the night, things like that.

“don’t” was his only response.

Here it goes “I was a luna sometimes, and sometimes I was a beta, I was leader for the dark wolves and hunters, I did a lot of things.” I said keeping my eyes on the road. I could feel his eyes on me, but he didn’t say anything.

“I like this, talking with you, without you cussing me out or being mad” he said after a while, I attempted not to roll my eyes. Might as well play along.

“how old are you?” I asked him.

“23” he answered.

“Damn”I muttered. I was 17, that makes him 6 years older than me. With alpha’s a big age difference isn’t unusual, in fact an alpha with a mate the same age as him is rare. Alphas are always older weather it’s a year or 10 years, in fact with our kind in general big age differences aren’t that big a deal. With humans, if your 4 years apart it’s a huge deal, I never understood why but it is.

“you?” he asked looking over at me.

“17”

“What?” he asked like he didn’t believe me.

“Yep”

 He pulled up to a big house, even bigger than the pack house. Someone’s got money. Who could it be? CoughcoughJasecoughcough. Damn this weather is just getting to me.