The Alphas Possession

Riot

Honestly I smelled of wet dirt and grass, sweat and blood. The white shirt was clean but I certainly wasn't. I decided to get up and have a shower, letting the hot water run down my body, cleaning away the dried blood and dirt. I sighed at the comfort the shower was giving me, it was relaxing.

I get out the shower and steal one of the alphas shirts, it was almost a dress for me, dangling down to mid thigh. I grab two wooly fluffy socks, shielding me from the winter season, and the marble tiles doesn't help. I twist my hair up into a loose bun, humming a sweet luluby my mum use to sing to me.

My mum...

Flashbacks of home hit me, my dad, the pack, my family... my eyes start to sting as a small tear tickles down my cheek. I sigh and lift my head up, connecting my gaze to myself in the mirror, making all the recent events really sink in. I felt overwhelmed and anxious with all this. Finding my mate, and him being a stupid possessive controlling alpha who's sees me as a piece of meat, this stupid pack and does more harm than good, and my record of being a rouge, because my last pack disowned me.

I small grumble escapes my tummy as I soon realise I haven't eaten in a while. Breakfast sounds pretty good now. I leave the bathroom and look at the door. I haven't left this room really, I have no idea where the kitchen is, or is anyone will see me. I'll get in deep trouble. Another rumble leaves my stomach,
"Fuck it." I say sternly as I grip my stomach. "I need food."

I felt like one of those spies in a movie sneaking around in a million dollar house, I was using every sense and skill to be as quiet and stealthy as possible, trying not to attract attention. I look around for a while, trying to find the stupid kitchen. It must be downstairs then. I slowly creep down the stairs, seeing the kitchen off to the left, my spirits instantly cheer up. I make sure no one is in the kitchen as I enter.

I open the cupboard, my eyes light up in awe from the amazing amount of delicious food infront of me. Snacks, chips, candy, cooked food, pasta, everything! I probably have the biggest smile plastered in my face but I was too busy trying to carry as much as I could.

"Abit hungry are you?" I scream and drop all the food, turning in the direction of the voice. It was the beta, Dale, leaning against the kitchen entry, halfway eating an apple. How long was he there for?

"Uhmm.. I.." I quickly dart my eyes around the kitchen trying to find any reasonable excuse to leave or escape.
"Larissa right?" Dales speak again, walking towards me. "You're the alpha mate aren't you?" He snickers. "Welcome to the pack luna." My temper instantly snaps.
"Welcome? Who said I'm staying? And I could disown my mate if I wanted to. No one is keeping here with this sick barstard" I say crossing my arms. Dale responds with laughs.
"You can try all you want, but Alpha Carter always," dale mentioned as he's pretty close to my face.
"And I mean ALWAYS, gets what he wants." A sad pout escapes my lips.
"I'll find my way." I say sternly as I pick my the snacks from the ground, questioning if I really dad have the confidence my voice portrays. Dale chuckles before he leaves the room again, ugh, this whole pack is stupid and annoying. I grunt as I quickly hoo back upstairs and back into the bedroom before anyone notices me again. It was quite quiet and empty in the hallways and in the house, maybe everyone was out doing their own thing.

After an hour or so of being a couch potato and watching tv and eating, I was getting bored, and I mean really bored. My eyes scan around the room but don't find anything interesting, but the ordinary bedroom stuff, until my eyes locked upon the window, looking over the miles and miles land of like trees, long grass and thick Forrest. It instantly made my wolf scratch and beg to be let out again. It was like the Forrest was calling to my wolf. I contemplated for a second, but realised this could be my escape, my only chance.

I jump out the window landing on my feet, I quickly focus and shift into my wolf form, since I couldn't do it quite as fast as I was still new to the whole wolf thing, my body needed to get use to it.

After transforming, I shake my fur as my ears flap side to side. I dart off in one direction as my sense of smell guides me. I was aware of the patrol wolves out and about, protecting the boarders, so I made extra sure not to get noticed by them, as I'm sure they'll actually kill me.

It was hard sneaking out of this land, it was littered with pack members, they were really over protective. Just as I thought I got away or out of the pack land I see another guard. The sun was setting and it was getting darker, and I was getting more anxious, questioning myself in the decision. Should I of left? Maybe this pack wasn't so bad, they could of given me food, shelter, anything... I shook my head, no, I couldn't think like this. They were bad people. They killed and took over packs for dominance and for the sun of it, the numbers of slaughters only ride every day. I had to get away before they manipulated me or convinced me.

My running pace was picking up as I was realising I was gaining dust since from the pack lands. Okay, I was feeling positive and like I had a chance to live again. I look behind me, the lights that glistened and danced through The tree branches were fading away fast, the pack noise and sent was settling down to an ease. As I was looking back, something moved infront of me as my quick running pace turns into a blunt stop into the hard object, making me fall to the ground in confusion and anger, my chance of getting away dimmed.

A harsh strong grip on my throat as I'm pinned to the ground, my vision fuzzy as I'm chocking for air again, damn this happens quite a lot.
"Who are you and why-" a possessive and angry voice bursts out, but corks to an abrupt stop, my vision clears as I see the alpha with a shocked face, I too of me. Soon my mind links all the facts together. Fear and confusion crossed on my face, squirming from the pain and strength carter had.

With a split second Carters hands free my neck and cradle my body.
"What the hell?" I choke out, worry and guilt written over carters face.
"I'm so sorry-"- he tries to apologise.
"How did you NOT realise it was me?" I laugh with anger in carters arms as I slowly get up and face him, shocked by what just happened, and a bit Confused.
"I don't think my wolf has adjusted to your scent, and plus, we haven't mated yet sooo.." Carter mentions as he decided to leave eye contact tact and awkwardly stroke the back of his neck.
"Yet?" I snap back.
"What do you mean by yet? Carter?" I say stepping forward, I mate when I'm ready I mate, not when he says, or when anyone says matter of fact! He starts to giggle, which really pushed me to the edge, clenching my fists.
"Oh well mate soon don't worry." He answered way to confidently. His ego pissed me off, as I was about to say something back, he beats me to it.
"Your wolf won't be able to resist me, she'll want and do anything to be mates with my wolf. Just ask her now, how is she acting just with my wolfs presence around? Hmm?" He asks, towering over me. I furrow my eye brows and realise how frantic my wolf is getting, jumping around and excited, wanting to play and mate with my mate. He was right, but I still had my opinions and feelings.
"And when we do mate?" Carter carries on snapping me it if my daze.
"But you'll be head head over heels for me too, just like your wolf" he mentions as a smirk creeps across his face. Oh how I would love to smack that smirk off his face.

I had nothing to say, so I flip Carter off, turn on my heels and dart back to the pack house. I knew Carter would beat me easily if I tried to run away. I could hear his wolf following close behind, catching up as I was trying to run as fast as I can. Soon his paws were right behind me, as I hear it stop for a brief second. I turn my head slightly upwards to see where Carter went, as I soon gasp as I see Carter mid jump over me. He lands perfectly before me in my tacks, making me tumble and try to stop. I tumble and roll over my legs. Damn I was still so clumsy in my wolf form.

A sharp pain spikes up my skin as I gasp and grit my teeth. The competitive laugh spins wipes off craters face as he realise my pain. He darts darts over to me quickly, inspecting me.
"It's my shin" I say, looking down to the quite large scrape and gash coming from my shin. A frown on carts face as I could tell he's not happy with me being hurt.

"Alright that's enough. Time to get you back now and take care of you." He says as he hoists me up into his arms, carrying me.
"Thank you." I say as I blush out, carrying me back to the pack house. It was cold out and carters warm chest comforted me, a small smile creeps in the corner of my mouth.
"Hey, don't get too use to this" he says in a joking manner.
"Oh don't worry" I say back. "I'll run every chance I get." Carters erupts in laughter.
"Try." He mocking says.

Kind of shitty belong chapter I know I'm sorry I've been crazy busy, but I've been thinking of another story of two rouge wolves, would anyone be interested?

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