Stolen Innocence

Chapter Two

"Malory!"

I woke up to someone knocking on the door, calling out an unfamiliar name. I groaned and pulled the pillow over my head to drown out the noise, then shot straight up.

I was Malory.

I look around at the room. It wasn't my room, beginning to tear up, I hear the knock again, I sighed.
"Malory, it's time to start the day." Ms. Pery's raspy voice creeps through. I sigh, of course, I was still on the run from him. It was good while it lasted. I get up and open the door to Ms. pery holding folded clothing, she passes them to me. "I'm already late to start the day, now hurry so I can get this over with."

I slide on the button down shirt she gave me and the grey slacks. I look in the mirror, I didn't pay much attention last night but I look rough. I was paler than usual, there was no color in my cheeks and my grey blue eyes sunk into my skin. What seemed to give life to my drained form was the small bump pointing out on my stomach.

Gently touching my stomach, I know it was there but was I far enough along to feel it move; probably not. Though, in our species, it takes half of the nine months for humans, the process is kind of the same; only accelerated. I could feel my wolf's excitement bubbling up, she was ready, perhaps born ready.

Was I, though, I couldn't help but wonder.

Whether I liked it or not, I had to be ready. My wolf wouldn't have it any other way. I was having this baby and I was going to raise it. I hear footsteps coming closer and I fear it was Ms. Pery coming to yell at me once more. I quickly run my fingers through my long dark brown hair and come face to face with exactly who I thought it was, I sheepishly smile up at Ms. Pery. She didn't smell of strong cigarettes luckily with me being so close. She rolls her eyes and shakes her head at me.

"You're much too slow for my taste. If you keep this up I'll never get done with my chores." I simply nod and follow after her. She takes me out of the office building and the cool crisp morning air welcomes me. Last night, I didn't get a chance to actually look around and take in my surrounds but as I did today I was taken aback with all of the natural beauty around me. 

Being cooped up in my gated community, you lose sight of what beauty really is and fall into routine. That's just what our pack was; routine. We never went outside of our gates. Not even when we were called upon by other packs. We had no allies nor enemies. We were far out of reach from other packs, completely isolated. Our own little country. Our pack was more or less a place to retire to, we're made up of older wolves who seek peace and quiet. A lot were wounded warriors or some that have grown too old to fight. We had a decent sized pack but if we were ever attacked; there would be no help for us, we don't have a good defense group. The strong wolves we did have just did supply runs and building.

But this place? This place was serene. It seemed like this motel was just on the outskirts of the town. Over looking us was a great big lake and mountains. The morning fog was sitting just about the water and to the west the sun was peeping through some low clouds giving off a beautiful glow. I wouldn't mind living here. I sighed softly, I haven't felt this relaxed since, well, since before I come of wolf age. This is the first time I ever felt my wolf relaxed. She didn't want ever leave. She wanted to raise the baby here. I couldn't blame her, this place was perfect.

    "Today, I am going to have you go room by room to vacuum and dust. I can't give you too much cleaning product because of the baby." She hands me a bucket and sponge. "The vacuum is in the janitor closet beside room 1A. You do the bottom rooms and I'll do the top half. I don't want you climbing stairs." She was like my mother in many ways. Always looking after me, keeping me on my toes, making sure I was healthy, dressed accordingly, keeping food in my belly. 
I missed her, a lot.

She was all I had due to my father passing away a year ago. He had a rare disease in wolves causing all of his muscles to collapse he could never get heathy again after that. He wanted to stay as a wolf until he died so he could be with his wolf until the very end otherwise he feared his wolf would be the first to go and he would be alone inside. It was truly heartbreaking, I couldn't bring myself to see or talk to anyone for weeks. I wouldn't come out of my room, I wouldn't even look at my own mother until the day she bursted into my room demanding I get myself together after that we're inseparable.