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Cause I’m all alone
Her
It always starts the same way. I’m running for my life. I ran from my fears and demons, trying so desperately to escape. He always catches me, though. Jedrick is the man my father set up for me to marry. He’s not bad on the eyes, of course; dark skin, dark hair, deep brown eyes, and a strong jaw—no wolf ever is—but I want to wait for my true mate. So I ran from my pack. I screech to a stop as Jedrick steps out in front of me, blocking my path to sweet, sweet freedom. I lock eyes with him, seeing my reflection in his eyes. I stand at 5’1" with midnight black hair cascading down my back to just above my butt; it has a natural beach wave to it. My sun-kissed skin shines under the moonlight, and my bright white eyes shine through the night, holding all of my secrets. My small frame squared up with his large, six-foot frame. With the build of an alpha male, pure muscle is intimidating."Where the hell do you think you're going?" His voice drips with distaste. His eyes were staring daggers at me as they looked over my body before locking back on my face.
"That’s none of your damn business!" I snap back, growling at him. I can see the amusement in his eyes.
"As your mate and future husband, it is!" No matter how amused he is, his anger is rising as his patience runs thin. He is a cruel wolf entitled to expect me to bare my neck in submission to him. I used to, but I can’t fall into that trap anymore.
"I cut ties with the pack, or did you not feel the tie snap when I cut all of you off and left the pack?" Jedrick grabs hold of my wrist tightly as if he is trying to break it. I feel my tender flesh begin to bruise from his vice-like grip. He drags me back to my hell, kicking, screaming, scratching, and biting.
I shoot up, my body soaked in a cold sweat, frantically looking around, my surroundings coming into perspective. Thick woods surround me with trees and bushes; there is no sign of life around me besides the birds and squirrels hanging out in the trees above me. The thin layer of sweat covering my body sends a chill down my spine. My clothes from the day prior were soaked in sweat. I sleep in my clothes and with shoes on in case I have to run when I wake up. I can’t risk being caught off guard.
‘It was just a nightmare.’ My wolf chimes in, cutting me off from my thoughts. My Savior is the only company I ever have. The place she can’t save me from is my mind. Nightmares plague my dreams, where she is always absent. In my dreams, I can’t recognize myself. I’m in a stranger's body. It doesn’t matter what we need to move; they could be gaining on us. I respond to her by rolling my eyes, annoyed by her comment. She knows the effect my dreams have on me, so she stays quiet.
Quickly, I pick up the few things I have and throw them in my bag. Then I run like I do every day now and have done for the past 5 years. I left at the age of 16, but I matured and gained my wolf at such a young age that I can take care of myself. I learned at a young age that life isn’t fair. Everyone I ever loved was gone, and my life turned for the worse. Now I run from the fucked-up fate that looms over my head. I just hope for the best and try to keep as much distance between myself and the bastards that are trying to chain me up.
‘Millie, stop! Something isn’t right!’ Aadya perks her ears up, trying to catch whatever she is sensing. I am pulled from my thoughts and realize I don’t recognize where I am.
‘Someone’s coming, we have to go!’ I pick up my pace, dodging trees as I go. I can only hope I’m moving away from the pack, not toward it. I can’t believe I was careless enough to not realize I was surrounded by trees that were marked with an alpha scent. Oftentimes, that is how packs deter rogues from their borders.
‘There are two wolves.’ I can tell she is on edge, ready for anything to happen. I can feel their auras, and from the way it feels, they aren’t pack warriors; they are ranked wolves.
We must be in another pack's territory still.
My legs are burning, but I know they won’t give out on me. I trust my body, as I have trained for the worst situations since I started waddling around.
I’m pulled from my thoughts and slide to a stop, my feet digging into the ground, as two large wolves in human form emerge from the trees. I am Millie Amelia Brooks, the daughter of a corrupt alpha who is power-hungry, and I am screwed.
