Another night of chaos

Madeline

I stepped over the body of another alpha as a wave of disgust hit me. 

This man was the cause of so many deaths and so much pain. Killing wasn’t the thing I imagined myself doing… ever, but I had no choice now.

I started my crusade to save as many people as I can and this beast had it coming for him. I Won't pretend that the first few were personal.

Men who hurt me.

They hunted me like a little rabbit in the night.

Making a game of hurting a young scared girl. Seeing how far you can push her until she breaks, until she submits and you can have her as a little trophy for your collection.

As I was about to leave the room I looked at him one last time and felt an uneasy feeling in my chest.   

Looking at him from this angle, for some reason he reminded me of my father. 

I haven’t thought of that man for many years now.

There wasn’t a reason to.

The man wasn’t really my father, he was just a beast that forced himself on my mother who died while giving birth to me. Then he left me at the door of the omega hause and only shoved his face when he needed me to play a role in his little fake show of a pack. 

The truth was he didn’t care, almost none of the alohas do. 

All they care about is satisfying their every hunger and leaving their packs to scramble for life.

I saw how the pack system treated its people and I always felt disgusted by it.

Maybe it was because I grew up in the omega house and growing up with the lowest rank in the pack teaches you a thing or two.

Like how every gamma feels the right to come in and bully everyone in the omega house. 

How the betas and gammas take all the food and leave the helpless omegas to starve.

Growing up in that house I saw so much inequality that it still made me sick.

The whole system was a sad excuse for the pack.

I pushed the sad thoughts as I climbed onto my bike and started it. 

The front gate was still open, just as I left it.

Funny how these fake alphas, fake leaders think that having a big wall and an expensive security system will keep them safe.

The reality is far from it. 

It is so easy to break this system, so easy to break the walls and break the little house from inside.

It takes one unhappy betta, gamma or omega… heck a few times there was even Lunas who helped me to take down alphas.

And that is so sad.

The picture perfect life that the legends of werewolf draws for everyone. 

Everybody has a part in the pack and everyone is equal in their partnerships and in their packs, but that was maybe a case hundreds of years ago. 

Now you are only important if you can give them something and you will stay that way until you can provide that. But the moment it's gone you are gone. Thrown away like a piece of trash.

I pulled my helmet on and drove off from the alphas hause.

I have twenty minutes to leave before the council will show up and I am not prepared to take them on today.

I know that one day I will have to face them, but it won’t be today.

I increased the speed on my bike and leaned into it more.

I love riding my bike. It is the closest I get to running in my wolf. I still wind in my hair, but there are still things I can't seem to find a replacement for.

I wish that I could run in my wolf form, but I can no  longer trust my wolf… not after Percy.

The moment he showed up in our life the trust we had in one another was broken. The man ruined the bond between her wolf and herself in twenty minutes and there is no turning back from that. 

He took everything from me, my life, my wolf and my freedom. 

And he did that without even thinking about what it would do to me. Another fucking alpha, just thinking about himsel.

Frustrated, I increased the speed and reached my top speed in a few moments.

I knew that going at this pace wasn’t a choice, because my bike would overheat and I was still quite far from Emanuels lands. 

So I lowered the speed and tried to put a lid to my frustration, but it is easier said than done, but somehow I managed to control myself, at least until I reached the border.

I had to stop at the check in point and take off my helmet. The security system opened the gate for me and I started my bike again. This time driving without a helmet.

Enjoying the wind in my hair and the lively bustle of the night life in the city.

Emanuels pack is known as the underworld, the black market and the only place that council couldn’t touch you with its greedy little fingers.

That is one of the reasons why I and a lot of people like me lived here.

Sure it was pretty dangerous, but there is also a lot of honor in these streets. 

And for most part I feel safer here than I ever did in any other city. 

I reached my base in a few moments, I left the bike on the street, knowing full well that I will find it there in the morning. 

I am well known in these streets as a person not to mess with, so I wasn’t worried about my baby's safety.

I made my way to the front door, the moment I unlocked it and stepped in I felt the hairs on my neck stand.

I immediately reached for my gun, strapped to my thigh.

Before I could pull it I heard his voice.

“You shouldn’t ride without your helmet, little mate, It's dangerous.”