Crossing the Border Lines

PROLOGUE

Hey guys!! So this is Chloe again, writing because Brooke can't log in to an account! JK! She's just having Wattpad problems! That happens to me someti- onto the story, sorry I have a habit of rambling on and on, so let's continue with the story!

Beatrice's POV:

I can't move.

I can barely breath.

All I can do is stand here, and look at him.

What has happened

He's gone and all I could do was watch there as a coward.

I still remember him screaming at me to run, that I needed to stay safe, and that I should go back to the pack house.

The pack, what are they going to think of me killing the Alpha's son and the only true heir of the throne.

The guards slowly lead me back to my house. I see my parents' cars in the driveway, but I doubt that they'll notice me.

I open the door and hear my mother and father talking in the kitchen. They still don't notice me when I walk in and sit at the table. My father holds his IPad and my mother has her hands on her waist. She turns around to me.

"And why were you late to lunch, Beatrice?" My mother asks

"Oh, so now you care" I mumble

"Do not speak to your mother like that!" My father snaps

"Honestly, Beatrice, ever since you started playing with Tyson-"

"Do not blame my attitude on him!" I shout, "He did nothing wrong, ever!"

"What is your issue today!" My father shouts

"Well, Father, maybe it's because I just watched my best friend be mauled by rouges in front of my eyes!" I shout, tears springing to my eyes, "Or maybe it's because I can't possibly have good parenting when my parents are never around!"

I ignore whatever the say and walk upstairs, slamming my bedroom door and sliding down it. I sit there and sob, until I hear my father on the phone with the Alpha.

"Yes, I understand Tyson has...passed, but is Beatrice really going to be a good Alpha?"

No, no, no! I think, this cannot be happening! I hyperventilate, and grip my hair tight. So tight that it might come out any second.

No, I need to calm down. I slow my breathing and think. I can't be Alpha and lead an entire pack. But what are the other options. I guess I could run away. But where would I go?

It still seems like the best option. And with that thought, I take out my duffel bag.

So sorry that it was so short, but I thought that it was a good place to finish off at. PLEASE tell me what you think, we love hearing your opinion! Bye for now!

PS Brooke will be doing the next chapter.
Xoxo
-Clobo