The Garden Of Secrets

Sorren

I sigh down into the coffee cup, making some of the steam blow up into my face. Free facial I guess. I hear heavy footsteps hammering down the stairs, I don't have to see to know who it is. My throat suddenly closes up, my palms become clammy and Reign, who is normally very bold, cowers in fear in my head, his tail tucked tight to his belly.

"Sorren." My head snaps up at my name and I look over meeting his piercing, green, soulless eyes as they bore into my ice gray ones. I shake under his gaze. "yes alpha?" This is Cameron, The beta of the Raven Sun Pac. Our actual alpha is out with our deltas on council business, so we have to call him alpha. And I am the omega if you know anything about the wolf pack "food chain", I'm at the very bottom, and he; is at the very top, even when the real alpha is around. He could rip me to shreds if he wanted and no one would do anything about...or even care for that matter. I push the whimper I hear from Reign out of my head, the last thing I need right now is to freak out on Reign in front of the "Alpha". "SORREN" His thundering voice pulls me from my head and I flinch and cower away. "I asked what are your plans for today? When I ask I expect an answer. Is that clear?" He speaks as he walks over and gets a mug from the cabinet. "Yes alpha it's clear. I didn't have any, was probably going to go for a run." I keep my answer short, he doesn't like ramblers, I learned that the hard way. "Good. I need a favor, would've asked one of the deltas but they're out on council business along with one of the betas. Can't ask one of the pups because they're in school. So I have no choice but to, unfortunately, ask you." His stern voice rattles my every nerve, where I get the courage to answer as I do, I'll never know. "Or you could just do it yourself..." My voice isn't above a whisper, more of a mumble under my breath, but he somehow still manages to hear and the next thing I know, my head is meeting the wall, hard. "What was that? Spit. It. Out. NOW!" He yells the last in my ear, making Reign whine. "I...I didn't say anything Alpha...I...it won't happen again." My voice comes out shakier and quieter than I anticipated it would. "That's what I thought Omega. I need wolfsbane and you are going to get it for me. No excuses. Don't come back till you find it. Understand?" He shoves my head more into the wall more with every word. I won't lie, it hurts. "yes Alpha." He makes a grunt hum in reply and throws me to the floor, I land with a thud. " I don't wanna see your face till you have it." He turns on his heel and leaves the room, no doubt going to the office where he always is. Same shit, different day.

The rain is freezing. It feels like ice when it hits your skin. I feel Reign pacing around, there's no doubt in my mind that he's upset, that never would've happened if our actual alpha was around, and we both know it. "Reign..you're going to pace a bloody hole in my head...knock it off" I whisper-yell so he can hear, all I get is groveling in return, shocker. I sigh and step off the porch. A chill runs up my spine, the rain is colder than I thought, and I have to walk in it. As I walk I drift to my thoughts, my head isn't always the best place to be, should have police tape or a huge sign that says "NO ENTRY". I hear a snicker from Reign. 'Maybe you should just get it tattooed on your forehead'. I roll my eyes hearing, always such a smartass.

I allow myself to slip into my thoughts. After the incident in the kitchen, my main one is asking what I did so wrong to deserve this? I came to the pack as a teenager, 17 to be exact. I had lived on the streets prior. My parents had given me up as a pup, seeing as I was the runt, the baby, seen as weak and useless. I'm not proud of my past. But you do what you must to survive. And that's what I did. Survive.

I take the long way into town, not wanting to go home, but mainly debating if I should run away. Say screw it all, go back to how it used to be. I hear Reigns growl of protest, telling me to pull my head from my ass. My thoughts then drift to my task. Why does Cameron, the beta, need wolfsbane? And where in the bloody hell am I supposed to find it?! It's not like I can walk into the CVS on York Avenue and get it from there. You have to know who to get it from. 'He only asked us because of our past. He thinks we know a dealer..' I sigh hearing him, knowing he's probably right. He could've asked anyone in the pack, yet he chose me. Because he knows where I come from, what my background is...or most of it anyway. I don't trust him as far as I can throw him, and it isn't far. Even if I could football punt his ass across the yard, I wouldn't trust him.