I pumped my legs as fast as I could, ducking into a small alley way between two apartment blocks and disappeared into the shadows.
I had hoped that by getting off of the beaten track, it would mean I would lose my pursuers. But even as I raced down the dark passage, I could still here the pounding of feet behind me.
The police sirens were still whirring away in the distance. And I knew that I couldn’t turn back now.
So, I just kept running. Until I found myself at a dead end.
“Finally you stop.” A masculine voice called from behind me. It was more than masculine. The voice verged on dangerous and held a note of power to it. Without looking at him, I already knew that he was not a man to cross. But with the voice came that same sweet smell from the club. Pinecones.
“Turn around and face me.” He spoke with authority.
I don’t know what possessed me. I was hardly one for taking orders. Ever. But I felt compelled to do as he asks. And so, with little resistance, I turn and face the man.
“Good girl.” He praised almost smugly. His face was half covered by shadows. But even without seeing his face, I knew he was going to look like a Greek god. Every guy that entered that club did.
I sniffed the air appreciatively, drinking in the scent of him. This he seemed to find amusing.
“Well, it would seem that you are at least eighteen then little wolf.” He chuckled darkly, stepping further into the alleyway.
I couldn’t account for how he could know my age. Not that he had got it right. As much as I didn’t exactly know for sure how old I was, I knew that I couldn’t be eighteen. I was seventeen at best, and today was marked as my birthday, because today is the day I was discovered on the steps outside of Blue Valley orphanage. No one knew how long I had been there for. Nor when I had come from. I was just left. Abandoned. No note. Just me, in a blanket, with an empty locket around my neck. They had estimated that I was about 2. It wasn’t like the people who left me there left a birth certificate, so there was no way of knowing the exact date I was born.
I wanted to shout at him “No, you have it wrong!” But the truth was. I didn’t have a clue.
“Shift back.” He instructs.
This time, I did nothing. There was no will to want to obey. And even if I wanted to, I had no idea how to.
“Alpha,” A familiar voice speak from behind him. “I don’t think she knows how.”
The man before me looks behind him at the unseen woman, “You’re sure?”
“Yes Alpha. I watched her shift. It was her first time.”
“How is that possible?” The man called Alpha turns back to me. “She can scent me.” He said the last part to himself. As if trying to work out what was happening.
“I don’t not know Alpha, but I do know a first shift when I see one. She seemed confused about being a wolf at all.”
The man stood watching from the shadows for what felt like forever. Each second that past, brought another wave of anxiety over me. I couldn’t help but feel like he was weighing up what was to be done with me.
“Devon.” He calls out.
“Yes, Alpha?” Another man steps into view beside the first. This time, a small amount of light filtering down to bring his face into view. He seemed kindly enough, although there were definitely vibes of the “do not mess with me” type coming from him.
“Take the rest back to the pack house.” The second man, Devon, seemed unsure, looking between me and Alpha.
“Yes. Go.” Alpha spoke abruptly. Never once explaining or even feeling the need to.
Devon left without questioning further. Leaving me and Alpha alone.
The noise around dropped to a deafening silence.
After what felt like a lifetime, Alpha spoke once more. Only this time, he spoke with the same authority he had when he told me to look at him.
“Shift.” Was all he said. And this time. Rather than doing nothing. I could feel my body transforming on the spot. The bones readjusting themselves as I turned back into a human. I fought against the pain, but it was no use, my body was changing without thought.
When I was eventually back to myself, I was naked, cold and sprawled on the floor. My body spasmed in shock at the pain that still lingered throughout my body. My blonde hair splayed around me, muddy and caked in who knew what.
“What is your name.” His voice was gentle once more. The strangers’ eyes softening as they inched forwards, their hand in front as if to sooth a wild creature.
I looked up startled by how close he now was. Flinching back, I cross my hands over myself to try and preserve my modesty.
This seemed to annoy him, but he said nothing.
For the first time, I could see his face properly.
He was handsome.
His face was strong and held an edge of sharpness to it. Both in the set of his jaw line and cheek bones, but also a sharpness that indicated intelligence.
“Your name.” He prompts again.
“Sienna.” I all but whispered.
“Sienna?...”
“Doe.”
“Doe? You expect me to believe that?” His voice was sharp, and I could tell he was beginning to loose patience.
“Whether you chose to or not, it is the truth.” I replied back with just as much annoyance. I wasn’t in the habit of lying about something like my name.
“Very well, Sienna Doe.” He squats down before me, so that our eyes were level. “We are leaving.”
He stands to his full height and reaches down a hand to help me up. Very aware of the fact that I am naked, and he is still very much the stranger, I stay exactly where I was.
“I can’t.” I wrap my arms about me even more securely.
“There isn’t anything that I haven’t seen before.” Alpha said seemingly bored.
“You have never seen me before, and that is enough.” I snap back at him. “And I am not going anywhere with you.”
Before I knew what was happening, Alpha reached down and with one swift movement, grabbed hold of my arms and threw me over his shoulder, fireman lift style. My bare arse glowing in the moonlight above. He gave it a hard playful slap.
“Do you really think you have a choice in the matter Sienna?” Was all he said before strolling out of the alley.
Setting me down next to a blacked out SUV, he begins to unbutton his shirt before handing me the garment.“Put this on.” He instructs.I did as he asks, if nothing else, because I was cold and naked. The fact it smelt like him was just a bonus.“Do you know what you are?” His question surprised me. So much so that my hand still as I did the buttons up, allowing just a little too much cleavage to be on display before him. But I was no longer thinking about my modesty. Just the two hazel eyes gazing down at me, willing me to answer his question.I mull over his question. I didn’t. Honestly, I had no idea what I was. Or how I came to be what I am. But the girl from before had told me. And based off of everything had happened afterwards, there was no reason to disagree with what she had said. So, taking a deep breath, I say; “A werewolf.” The words seem to stick in my throat as I speak them.“Tonight, it was you first shift?” He asks, his voice had returned to being soft, and I could tell
I had no idea what a mate was. But the moment he said the little word, something within me roared to life.“What’s a mate?” I ask, doing my best to not look directly at the god sitting next to me with his shirt off. I could feel myself swaying forward, like two halves of a magnet. Mason remained still allowing me to come as near to him as I wanted. He made no comment or move to push me away. “As in a friend?”“No,” he chuckles, “As in husband and wife.”I still for a moment, before rocking back as I far as I reasonably could. “Your what now?”“It’s not as bad as it sounds. There is a lot that you need to learn about our kind. I guess it’s something I take for granted. I was brought up in it, so it is the norm for me. But I guess I can understand why your feel a bit shocked by it all.” I couldn’t help but notice the endearing blush that had crept over his neck and cheeks whilst he rambled. “Werewolves are given a mate. The one person that is meant to complete them and make them whole.
“Ours, hopefully.”The moment he uttered those words, panic rose from my stomach, burning through my oesophagus and into my mouth.I pulled open the door and tumbled out onto the sidewalk and threw up everything that I had consumed not hours before.It was too much. All of this was far too much.“I can’t be here.” I mumbled more to myself than anything. But it was loud enough for Mason to have heard it.As if my body was controlling itself, my feet shuffle forward. I had no idea where I was, or even how to get back to the orphanage from here. All I knew was that I needed to get away.Get away from Mason.Get away from the stifling confines of the car.Get away from the nightmare I seemed to be living.My feet moved forward blindly. I barely noticed the direction I was travelling, much less where.I barely noticed the sound of the car door opening and then slamming shut. I took no note of the gentle tug on my hand, or the strong arms that came to stop me from wondering further than I h
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