Santiago's P.O.V.
Seeing her cry like that pained me. She is my savour and I promised myself that I would never allow her to cry and, yet, here she is, eyes redder than the walls of hell, trying to lock away her tears. This scene reminded me some much of the day that I promised to never relive.
"Get up. Get up now!"
Her voice, barely audible, urges me to keep going when I know that nothing can save me. I'm a waste. I'm tired of fighting a losing battle. After a few seconds of my noncompliance, she hauls me over her shoulder and dashes through the wet forest grounds.
Her speed mixed with the heavy downpour of the rain, rattled my brittle and lacerated body. My healing gashes stung from the pain of being reopened, making them bleed once again.
I accepted the pain. I accepted the fact that this stranger had complete control over everything; my life, my death, my anything rested in her palms and I didn't fight it. I was ready for the loss.
It was dark out but I was still able to make out two bodies closing in on us, but not in a threatening way. They were running, from the same thing or things that were chasing us I guessed. My vision, blurred, finally took in the four bodies behind us an they were moving, fast.
Fear consumed me and my wolf growled at me for not fighting for us. He wanted to stand his ground and die a good death rather than giving up, but I refused to make my life his. He was a part of me but I would choose if I lived or died. Not him.
Then I felt nothing. The girls warm touch was gone and replaced by the cold night air as I spiralled into the unknown. The forest floor rushed to my side, rattling my broken insides.
Foreign arms scooped me up but just from the touch, I knew that she wasn't with me.
"Keep going and don't come back! I'll catch up with guys!" Her voice echoed throughout the vast forest and before I could cry for her to stay, I was consumed by my own darkness.
Waking up, I was no longer in the open forest but tucked into a bed, littered with bandages and IV's ran throughout my body.
"So, you're finally up, huh?"
My eyes quickly darted to her red face and I no longer cared about my pain. I wanted her to be happy, not feeling sad for someone like myself.
"Wh-What's wrong?" My voice finally broke the silence within myself and she smiled. Even through she was crying, for what I don't know, she smiled for my sake.
Someones hand jerks me out of my bitter-sweet memories and when my eyes land on her, my smile broadens.
"Don't cry for me, okay. It's my job to worry." Touching my face, I realize that I am or was crying so I quickly wipe away the tears while nodding my head.
"So what are we gonna do now? I hate to say it, but were rouges. We haven't gone to school for who knows how long and we have no plan. What are we gonna do now?" Harry's voice holds fear, concern and doubt and a low growl erupts from my chest, angry that her would even doubt her.
"Don't worry Harry, I'd never allow you guys to come with me if I didn't have a plan." A soft smile plays upon her lips. "Can we got to my office? I'll tell you guys every thing in there."
Without waiting for an answer, she heads straight for her office and we follow like the lost pups we are. Since I'm the last person, I shut the door behind me, not sure who or what can hear but still not chancing it. She sits at her desk, Havana standing by her side, and eyes us over, obviously trying to assess how she can explain her ideas to us.
"Kota and Scar, I know that you guys have been feeling the extra strength surging through you two recently and both of you have been extra protective of me. You both do understand why that is, correct?"
They nod their heads, smiles plastered across their faces.
Sky's warms smile returns. "Good. Santiago, I would like for you to be my third in Command. I've trusted you since the day we met and not once since that day have you upset me or caused me to doubt my thoughts about you. I want you there by my side, but the question is, will you accept?"
Nodding me head in approval, she continues telling the last two their positions in the pack and once they accepts we move on to the topic of school.
Sky understands that we've all missed way too many days to be accepted back in so she's working on a way to grant us early graduation and we will immediately apply to a college near our pack house. Originally she wanted us to relax and let her support us, but after our refusal, she finally accepted that we are all fighting to build our pack and status.
"While we are on the topic of our pack, there's a rouge, with a supposedly loyal pack, that will inevitably find us. He is a trust worthy man but we will have to test his pack, so that means that we have to stay on our toes as well."
We all nod, understanding that if we wish to thrive as a pack, we need others to accept us and, in some cases, fear us in order to get respect.
"But where will we practice?" Claire asks the question that danced on the tips of all of our tongues.
Sky holds up the key, admiring it's mysteriousness, and says, "That, my friend, is wherever this key unlocks.
You guys ready for an adventure?"
We all light up, knowing not where this will lead us but our faith in Sky out weights the unknown.
"Well. Let's go!!"
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