Betrayal

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Ashley*

Nothing hurt worse then the stabbing pain in my chest. The flame like crystal eyes that bore into me were filled with such disgust and hate I wanted to run an cry. To curl up and let my black jogging sweats and loose grey tank-top to be soaked with my shameful tears. Jake Springs stood towering before me.

Crap...get back get back!

The command kept running around in my brain but I remained still. Returning the stare of Jake, my future alpha.

No alpha of mine! Though it pained me to say so, I agreed whole heartedly.

"I, Jake Springs, future Alpha of the Rain Stone Pack, here by reject you, Ashley Heart, as my mate."

Every bone in my body broke with my heart at his cutting words. I took a reassuring gulp of confidence as I spoke.

"I accept your rejection, as I, Ashley Heart, here by reject you, Jake Springs as all my mate, future alpha, and packmate."

I turned and walked away. Choking back the sobs and refusing to let my tears fall. I wasn't pretty, I admit that, but I had the curves in all the right places, it was just...

It was all because of him...

My father, the only rouge in our pack history to have ever been allowed to enter our ranks. A huge mistake, he had damaged us from within when we were at war with the roaming Rouges. Losing the life of my birth mother, an original pack member. He didn't care, cause she had died at his fangs. I survived because I hid as I watched. All the same, the Rain Stone pack had blamed me. I was the Omega, the outcast used to blow off anger.

I have bruises only now healed, but also damage that can never be closed. I ditched the last two classes and dropped my bag at my locker before racing out to the pack house. Not caring if teachers saw me, it was an all 'Were school so as soon as I charged past the tree line and deeper into it I went full speed.

Faster, I had to hurry before anyone caught onto my intentions.

The urgency pushed me faster than I'd ever run before. I crashed through the door and upstairs. Snatching a random bag and started stuffing cloths and food into it.

What would Alpha Springs care for my actions? As far as he's concerned, I haven't been slaughtered. I quipped back at myself. I didn't mean to be overbearing, even by my standards, but I was rejected, pissed, sad and in a hurry all the same.

Heading back downstairs I looked around and snatched the only picture of mother and crammed it into my pocket before writting a note of farewell.

Jake, Alpha Springs, Pack…

I'm doing what you've wanted me to do for years. I've left, for good. Jake Springs, I have no apologies, I feel sorry for what ever whore you take as your pack's Luna. I wish you the best days rotting in hell.

Ashley

A howl in the distance had me ending my note sooner then I'd planned. Exiting the door I snag the bags strap in my teeth. Leaping over a log I hit the floor running as I snap gloves over my hands and toss the strap on my shoulder.

Everything happened at once. I crossed the pack line as three or four wolves raced by, barely missing my presence, adrenaline ripped through my spine, the act that happened when members left their pack. Energy we received to evaid our former packs.

It feels good, it feels like freedom!

My inner self felt aloft with glee in my head before I felt my feet pick up a faster pace. I accepted it with no waiting. I charged through the woods before stopping to by a bus ticket to another state. I sat alone on the bus for hours stareing out the window, sometimes talking to my own conscious, other wise I felt free.

Passengers please be ready to get off soon. Station of XXX city is approaching fast. The speaker blared with the overly cheerful
voice of the bus driver. I gripped my bag and stood. I stumbled off the bus last step and stood stretching before pin pointing a forest. Jogging to it's start I looked around and slipped into it's offered shelter till night fall.

Days came and went as the moon rose and set. It was the 3rd night, early moon rise when the pain of leaving the pack finally gripped me. Sadness sweeping my sensation of new freedom away in a storm. The bubbling emotion ripped a sobbing, choked scream as I dropped to mt knees and bent over. Curling into myself as I scream, cursed and cried my pain away. The next scream came out in shock.

No, instead I had screamed because three massive wolves stood before me. Watching me with confusion, a wolf smelling she-wolf without a wolf, in unknown territory as I stared at them. Hateing the weakness I wanted to leave behind that bubbled up now. I glared with narrowed eyes as one padded off and returned as male dressed in shorts. Barefoot and barechested.

He pinched my chin so I had to face him. "Hold on..." he growled. I felt like a giant warm glove had enveloped me. Petting me, humming a strange song when I heard a women speak.

"You won't die here, not tonight my prided child. Stay strong, you'll find the truth soon." I felt lips press to my brow then a hot flare up in a pattern of a star with two wolf prints below it. "Stay strong, you will rise to defend soon. Rest..." and it was over as blackness took over and I slept, feeling strength and power seeping into my blood, fusing together and molding it'self with me.

I was free...

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