Chapter 3

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Waking up with a massive headache and memories flooding my mind of Mrs Stevens and what she said yesterday. Who is this lady? How can she help me?

No one can protect me from him, no one can fight a rouge king. Why did he pick me to be his mate?


"Good morning love, how are you feeling?" Mrs Stevens walks into the room and takes a seat on the edge of the bed while offering me a fruity smelling tea.

Not trying to be rude I take the tea and take a big gulp, loving the fruit taste.

"Good morning Mrs Stevens, I've felt better, what is this?" I point to the cup in my hand before drinking the rest of the sweet liquid.

"That's my special tea blend, it will hide your werewolf scent for 7 days. Don't worry love, I guess I should start explaining" She says in a soft loving voice.


"Who are you?" Who is this lady and why did she help me?

"My name is Sheila Stevens, I am a witch" I start moving back with fear evident in my eyes but Mrs Stevens continues, "No my love don't be scared. I won't harm you. You see I have lived outside of my cove for the last 40 years since I lost my 'mate' , as you would call it, and in that time I have met different people and when I met you I knew that you need help" Why would she want to help me, I am a rouge after all.

"How long have you been on your own dear?" Should I just tell her the truth, she has been nothing but helpful so far.


Looking at Mrs Stevens i decide to come clean and tell her everything. "My father was the Alpha of the Hilton Crest Pack in Wisconsin. On my 13th Birthday my pack held a party for me seeing as I could shift. It happened so fast..." by now I'm silently sobbing and trying to suppress the memories... "They come out of nowhere, they took out my father's border patrols and warriors before coming into the pack house hall. The leader was Nelson, he calls himself the rouge king. I couldn't save my family, I couldn't get away. Nelson killed my parents in front of me." I'm sobbing histerically while trying to catch my breath.

"It's okay love, he won't find you here" Sheila wraps her arms around me and starts rocking me gently while whispering encouraging words.

"I will never forget the red gleam in his eyes and the way he looked at me. I can still hear him claiming me as his Queen. I couldn't stay in that room, I turned around and started running, when I got to the western border I shifted and ran until I blacked out. I've been running for the last 8 years. When I get comfortable he shows up. I'm tired Mrs Stevens, I can't run anymore. I'm 21 and on the run and no one can help me" I start getting up and pick up my handbag before walking towards the door.

Mrs Stevens gets up and walks to the door closing it before I get a chance to walk out.


"You are safe here, the tea will mask your scent for 7 days and then you can just drink some again." Why does she want to help me so bad, I will just risk her life.

"Mrs Stevens, I cannot thank you enough. But why would you do this for someone you don't know?"


"You're a fighter and quite frankly my dear, I like you therefore I want to help you,if my daughter was in this situation I would hope someone would help her. If anyone asks you who you are you can just tell them that you are my Granddaughter. I've never had the joy of being one so indulge this old lady,please...stay" I look up with a small smile while she beams down at me and happily starts clapping her hands.

stay"  I look up with a small smile while she beams down at me and happily starts clapping her hands

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***Picture on top of Mrs Stevens (Meryl Streep)

Sorry for the short chapter, trying to get the story to move a little faster to the exciting bits.


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