Part 9

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Lost and alone, I make my way through the woods hoping to find food and water.  I slowly make my way through bushes when I smelt rogues.  I quickly climb a sturdy tree to hide from them.  I hoped they would go to my old pack and do some damage to those turds.  

I have been scarred up so much from the pack abuse that I have dealt with for all of my life.  Sometimes my legs and arms don't work properly, my muscles, what little I have, stiffen up due to knives being shoved into them.  They are still healing from the last 'punishment' I had to face.  Not only that, my mate, once I was let go so I could go to the pack doctor for wounds they gave me, he is the pack beta, rejected me.  He was one of the men that 'punished me' for my misbehavior.  All I did was take an apple from the kitchen, I was hungry and they did not let me eat with the pack.  They all wanted me to die, as that is what they told me for all my life.  My parents both were killed when rogues attempted to take over the pack just after I was born.  The celebration of life ceremony for my birth days before had all the pack members attending when the rogues attacked.  My dad tried to save my mom, but they were killed.  Rotten pack couldn't save them.  Probably all drunk like usual and couldn't fight.  Weaklings all of them.  Even my rotten mate the beta.  All they do is like to hurt everyone that is below them in power.  Many of us, the ones being punished, are scarred like me.  They don't let us eat properly and they won't train us to fight.  How can we help, we still need to live too.

As I was deep in the dark memories of the pack punishments I had to deal with, six rogues came out of the bushes and sniffed me out.  They found me, and wanted to kill me or make me join their band.  They are rogues, they do not have a pack, they band together to kill others of our kind, and take over pack just to destroy them.

The six rogues took turns to knock me out of my perch in the tree.  I held on for dear life and yelled for help.  What do I know, I could be close to a pack boundary and they could come save me.  The more they tried the more angry they got.  Then after more than one pushed on the tree, I lost my hold on my tree and fell.  I must have landed on a huge rock and knocked myself out.

When I woke I was in a bed.  My head was on a soft pillow.  I was confused, I did not recognize the room at all.  When some stranger came in the room, he said he was the pack doctor.  I said of what pack.  He told me and I was still confused.  He said what was my name, I could not tell him because I didn't remember.  He asked what pack did I belong to, I could not tell him that either.  I still looked at him trying now to question him.  How did I get here.  He told me the pack warriors were patrolling the boarder, heard me yell for help, and attacked all the rogues that were at that time trying to kill me.  I asked if they got them all, and he said yes they are all dead.  I asked what they did to me and how long have I been here.  He said they broke both legs and stabbed me numerous times.  He then said I had been placed in an induced coma to help me heal.  Then he asked where did I get all the scars on my body, I asked what scars.  He showed me some of the scars and I said I don't know.  He said that some looked like I had them for years, others look just months and days old.  I said I don't remember.  He said I bet your hungry and thirsty.  I thought about it and my stomach growled.  I said yes I guess I am, I don't know the last time I ate or drank anything.  Once I had eaten and had my fill of water, he said it was time for me to sleep, I still need to heal.  He said that he used special ointment on my scars to try to heal them, it was a special blend that will heal wounds that were not caused by silver.  The more I put on daily the better it be, healing me.  I was tired and slipped into a deep sleep.

When I woke, I felt so much better.  There was a knock on the door and it opened.  The man entering my room just oozed with power, he must be the alpha.  When he introduced himself, I was right.  He said that the doctor let him know everything we talked about and knew that I did not remember who I am, where I came from.  I did not even know how old I am.  I retold him all that and he then wanted to know if I wanted to join his pack.  I thought about it, and said yes.  What do I have to lose.  

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