Untamed

C H A P T E R 4

I heard his footsteps approaching, the rhythmic thudding against the porch being a dead giveaway. I had to admit that they sounded slower than usual. It was about the 27th time that he had come to give me food, which would mean that I had been there for 9 days at a minimum.

There was a part of me that didn't care how long I was here. Not anymore. As long as I ate without giving him any trouble, he didn't give me any trouble. The chain gave me a sense of security. It meant that I didn't have to look him in the eye and be respectful, calling him Alpha, while Ciara did what she wanted and called him Ryder.

I became aware of the familiar ache in my chest that came whenever I thought of the two of then together. He had replaced me before he even met me, and that said a lot about his character, about his morals, about him.

I heard the clink as the bowls smashed against each other when he put them down and I used my front legs to push my body off of the ground. I took a few seconds to shake any dirt off of my body before I trudged over to where he was waiting.

I drank the water first-as I usually did-and then ate the food without really tasting it. Once I was done, I went back to the tree trunk and curled into a ball, once again. I waited to hear him walk away, but it took a few minutes before I actually heard him.

I let out a slight huff as I readjusted my position to get more comfortable. I raised my head when I heard movement in the distance. I let my eyes wonder around the tree line, looking for a threat that I could not find. I stood up, shaking out my fur once again and started smelling through the air.

I growled when my eyes caught a flash of brown dart between the trees at the same time that I smelt the distinctive smell of rot. I set off running, letting out a loud yelp when the collar bit into my skin and yanked me back.

I started struggling wildly against the chain and I felt my body fall backwards as the chain snapped. I almost went limp in relief, but I heard frantic footsteps in the house and I immediately set off running, tracing the scent I already found.

I found myself in a clearing and I growled lowly as I watched 5 Rogues come out from behind various surrounding trees. I growled and snap my jaws as one of them tried to approach me.

I turned around and started biting aggressively at whoever had latched themselves onto my hind leg.

Ryder

I felt myself frown as I heard the chain outside strain again, but I forced myself to shrugged off the feeling of uneasiness that seemed to settle around me. This was the first time in the last week that she tried to escape.

I had to admit that there was a part of me that was surprised that she had waited this long to try and escape. I had expected her to be more determined, considering the fact that she was a white wolf.
And she's a Luna.

It came as somewhat as an afterthought and I let out a frustrated groan as I stood up from where I was sitting and walked over to the window that overlooked where Aurora was chained.

I had chosen Ciara as my mate because she ticked all the boxes. She was strong. Independent. She respected my wishes and the Pack loved her. She was bonded with everyone in some way or another. I wasn't oblivious to the fact that she was yearning to go out and find her real mate. There are times when she gets this distant look in her eyes. A yearning of some kind.