Alpha Omega

A Rock and a Hard Place

Kiya P.O.V

Call me crazy, but I'm beginning to think the whole "Rouge" thing was a bad idea. My list of reasons why haven't exceeded four yet, and I'm already almost more willing to face the wrath of the royals that live as a rogue, for the following reasons. 

1. I have two smoking hot mates somewhere in that pack. This may not sound like too much of a valid reason not to leave, But trust me, it's worthy of my number one reason not to leave. Not just because they are probably the yummiest male specimens on the planet, but because they'll freaking hunt me down! Unless I scared them off with my quick wit and outstanding personality, Right. Do I even need to mention that, not only is one dominant mate hunting the submissive enough to make anyone scared, I have two, and they are Zetas. And Alphas. And Royals. What chance in hell do I have of outrunning them? Besides the fact that I AM NOT a submissive wolf?

2. Being rouge means no returning to Janet and Maven and Alex and Wyatt and the only family I have ever known. I know I won't miss the Blood Moon pack, but I'll always wonder about my family, the Omegas. 

3. Rouge is dangerous! I mean, there are a lot of scary monsters out there who might try to gobble up little ol' me. Not just the humans who prey on young girls, but the actual monsters who might try to hurt me. I don't particularly feel like going into details. 

4. My experiences with my wolf are limited to one rookie encounter and my human interaction is limited to the few years I spent being a social hermit at school. I have no idea how to survive as a wolf or human. I know I have natural wolf instincts, but I haven't shifted often enough to be able to control my instincts and urges. To properly channel my wolf without losing myself completely is challenging enough with the support of other wolves, but to do it alone? And the Humans? Forget it. They're all suspicious and mean or, they're too friendly and suspicious. I'm not exactly a fan. Honestly, they kind of scare me a bit. If they knew the truth, I think they'd be even bigger monsters than the Others, fangs or not. 

I'm stopping the list there before I psyche myself out. I start slowing down, seriously considering just living in the utility closets under the basement for the rest of my life, when I hear snarls and huge bodies thundering through the trees. Crap, someone saw me leave! Well, looks like my decision is made up for me now. It's run, or get dragged back kicking and screaming to my mates/ their dad. Neither option is very appealing to me. Especially since I don't know how my very dominant, very intimidating mates will react to the news of me trying to escape them. 

I jog through the woods. Years of chasing games with the other Omega kids make it easy for my practiced feet to leap over logs and rush over the leaf-covered forest floor without breaking my stride. It doesn't escape me that, with my new wolf senses, I am more aware of what's around me, seeing possible landing points yards before I even cross them. I'd laugh with the thrill of it if I weren't trying to be sneaky, so instead, I speed up, flying through the underbrush, leaping from fallen logs and even swinging from long hanging branches. I know if I were in wolf form I'd be moving faster, but I'm still unsure about how well I can control my inner bitch (Pun intended). 

I'm moving so fast, I ca barely discern the growling and snarls of something big, gaining ground on me. I'm not an idiot, I knew it was the Psi wolves training in the yard outside the house, and I know I don't stand a chance outrunning them if they are hunting me, but I didn't think any of the training fighters saw me? My adrenaline kicks in, but I can tell they're gaining. I hone my newly improved hearing on the sounds of leaves crunching, trying to figure out how many fighters I'm dealing with. My ears discern two distinct sets of footfalls, and two different tones of growls. Don't need to be a genius to figure out who's behind me.