A month had passed since I was thrown from Emerald Falls Pack, I let Nya lead us through the forests, staying clear of any pack lands as we roamed. She was able to hunt and keep our body nourished, but I could feel the quiet creeping into our minds, being a rogue was a heavy burden for a wolf, we needed a pack, we needed companionship. However with the wars between rogues and packs going on we weren’t able to join another pack, even setting foot on their lands was an instant death sentence, and there would be no pleading my case to join anywhere since I would immediately be deemed a spy and locked up. I was truly fucked, it was Nya and I against the world now.We stopped at a river to drink, we were heading west hoping for some warm weather and to stay away from main packs inland. The sun was peaking through the trees as Nya lapped at the cool water, filling our empty belly with hydration and soothing our thirst. The mud caking our paws and legs was thick, but it aided in hiding our s
We followed the large male for a few hours in silence, a few chained women whispered to each other, but our captors didn’t speak and the group of witches trailed so far behind us they disappeared an hour or so back. Nya was raging mad, the fur was singed off our neck and we dripped blood every few steps. She wouldn’t even speak to me as I tried to come up with ways to escape, the most she said was a muttered annoyance about humans. I watched through her eyes as she glared daggers into the head of the man leading us, we were a rather large wolf for a female thanks to all the training, but this man still towered over us. He yanked the chains hard causing us to slide forward, the women behind us shrieked in pain as they too were pulled forward. He wound the chains tighter around his gloved fists before glancing down at us. “I can feel your glares feral one” he chuckled and Nya bared her bloody teeth, “savage little beast you are, will you shift so we can speak?”Nya just turned her gaz
The rest of the journey was much the same, Ryver kept me close and I wondered if he had an interest in me, the implications of that honestly scared me, or if he was concerned I’d attack someone, which was the more likely of the two. Nya wanted to rip the throat out of everyone who came near us, Ryver included, or most of all actually. But every sunrise he tied us up and disappeared, returning with fresh meat, and always tucking his gloves into the silver collar around our neck, making comments about how he didn’t want to lose them, or jokes about having me hang on to them for him. Those moments were the only ones where Nya wasn’t daydreaming of his head being torn from his body, the relief from the silver calmed us both so much that we slept well in the warmth of the sun peeking through the trees, despite our internal clock feeling like we were jet lagged, the relief was so goddamn nice that we slept hard. Heath and Fig were the only two who approached, I couldn’t quite grasp who wa
Ryver lead us forward and we stood for a moment, waiting for the other men in the group to follow. The women chained to me were whispering in hushed tones, Nya turned an ear in their direction to listen, we caught bits about magic, witches, and fear.‘They’re not wrong to be afraid, this is clearly the work of witches’ Nya growled to me,‘Nico will never find this place’ I muttered ‘To hell with Nico’ she snapped back, ‘how exactly are we going to escape this place? I hate to break it to you but no one will be coming to our rescue.’The realization truly slammed into me like a sack of bricks, I had no one left to even notice I was gone. My mate had rejected me, my almost chosen mate had replaced me, my pack had exiled me. I may as well be in a cage with the magic that encased us here. ‘Everything has a weakness’ I told her firmly, ‘even this place’ But we could both feel each other’s apprehension. A few moments later Heath and Fig approached from the stairs.“All clear and the gate
It wasn’t that I was shallow, but I just truly believed in waiting for your mate. I guess I never was able to express this properly and when my best friend peered at me behind his thick glasses and buck teeth, I just froze.God I loved him, he had been a part of my life since our mother’s were pregnant together. We spent 15 years completely inseparable but I never once felt any romantic chemistry. The look on my face must have been horror as his eyes brimmed with tears and he took off running to his house three doors down. I didn’t even call after him, I just sat stunned. He told me he loved me, this wasn’t unusual, I had laughed and slung my arm around him as I always had and told him I loved him too. But the mood had shifted, we sat on our favorite bench swing on my porch, he shrugged my arm off and visibly shrank, “I’m in love with you, Jessie” and his eyes met mine.
“It’s a bigger pack” my mom said again as we drove to the nearest airport, “respect the alpha and don’t give your aunt too much trouble, she’s doing us a huge favor getting you in on such short notice”“And stay away from boys, especially the bad boy type” she looked back at me, my brother cackled from the seat next to me and I elbowed him.“I’m not interested, especially in boys with an affinity for trouble” I said as I rolled my eyes. “I’m gonna focus on training, I won’t put a toe out of line, pups honor” I said raising my hand and she seemed satisfied for the 10th time that day.I watched the clouds in the window and the cars speeding by, my thoughts on Jensen and how I didn’t even pluck up the courage to tell him I was leaving
My knee bounced restlessly as I chewed my cheek and stared forward at the whiteboard. Classes were short in this high school, an accelerated curriculum to allow the entire afternoon dedicated to training. Thankfully this meant we didn’t have a lot of time to mingle, but that also meant there wasn’t any time set for me to greet any of the other students. Some glanced at me curiously as they had come to class, but I had spoken to no one and kept my head down. So much for not being a coward..‘You can make friends at training’ Nya said sleepily‘Somehow I don’t think they’ll be impressed by my weakness’ I thought back to herI turned back to my notebook and continued to take notes, trying to keep up with everything being taught. A girl next to me slid a paper onto my desk without taking her eyes off her own not
Leah and I were good to our word, training fierce and grinding to claw our way out of iron rank 3. In 2 months we were able to make it to iron rank 1, but found reaching bronze was a challenge that we would need more guidance on. My aunt was often too busy to help us train so we would watch other ranks and try to imitate some of their techniques, but we really needed more insight into what we were supposed to be doing.“We need to find someone to train us, try flirting with the bronze boys” Leah nudged me as we sat under the trees watching the bronze train. She giggled at my disgusted look, “you’re so pretty, you could do it”I scoffed and rolled my eyes “says the golden goddess”“Shush, you have this whole porcelain doll vibe going on girl, mysterious and tempting” she waves a