Run Robin Run

Chapter 3: Another Beta? This one I stabbed.

As I woke up a vile smell flooded my senses almost causing me to be sick. It smelt like a hospital room after a sick person came in that kept on throwing up!

I opened my eyes to see that I was in a cellar. There were only women and children in the space but all of the young baby's seemed to be hidden in their mother, or sisters, shirts so that the guards nearby couldn't get to them.

"Just great." I muttered as I dragged my body into a sitting position so that I could look around at what was going on around me.

"Attention!" a voice called as the sound of screeching mettle on mettle echoed through the prison that we were all held captive in. "This packs Beta had been injured and I want the best doctor here to heal him!" he announced.

"That would be me!" a voice called out.

"No me!" another high pitched squeaky voice demanded.

"Hey! I have a world ranking!" another yelled.

"Yeah well I'm in the top ten!" another voice said shutting everyone else up.

"Who has a ranking over 10 in the worlds Zeta charts?" he asked and three people raised their hands, including me and Mrs 'I'm in the top ten'. "Top five?" he asked and Mrs Top ten put her hand down. "Top three?" he asked and the other kept her hand up along with mine. "Top two?" he asked and the girl kept her hand up then turned to look at me and sighed knowing the next question. "Best." She dropped her hand but I kept my hand up.

"Yup, but I have one condition." I told him as I slid up the wall to a standing position.

"And what is that?" he asked as I slid up the wall.

"Let the people in here with children out, maybe don't let them leave but give them a real room where they are safe and fed." I told him.

"No." he told me.

"Well I guess you don't really want the best for your Beta." I said sliding back down as a glazed look washed over his face. If I didn't know that you looked like that when you were talking over the pack link I would have thought he looked drunk.

"Fine." He said snapping out of it. "Everyone but you can have real shelter and a room in the pack house, under guard of course, but you must stay down here unless the Alpha chooses a different fate for you." he told me and I immediately took the deal, jumping up and walking over to him.

"Done." I said determined and he sighed. I knew it was a real deal when he extended his hand and grabbed my forearm gripping in tightly. It was a wolf pact. It meant that if the deal wasn't fulfilled the other would die along with anyone else involved with it.

"Come." He said in a stern voice as he pulled me out of the cells then locked it back up behind me. "Follow." He said and I sighed.

"Man of few words." I muttered. "I can see you're well liked." I pointed out sarcastically and I just heard an annoyed snarl from him which tugged the corners of my lips upwards.

"In here." he said pointing to a room. "Get cleaned up and prepared, then I will lead you to the surgery room." He told me.

I entered the room to find that it was white, it was so clean I was worried that if my fingertips touched it they would leave a visible mark.

I quickly got into a white coat, got some scrubs and a face mask then left the room.

After the surgery was done I felt like falling into a fit of hysterical laughter or passing out. It was the guy that I had stabbed! It wasn't that bad of a wound but it shows how much they think of him... I still couldn't shake the fact that I recognised him from somewhere, when I was fighting him I had barely recognised it.