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Theda POV I slowly regained consciousness, my head feeling light and my body weak. As I blinked my eyes open, I found myself in one of the outer rooms of the pack house. The surroundings were unfamiliar, but a sense of safety washed over me, replacing the previous torment I had endured. A flicker of movement caught my attention, and my gaze shifted towards my hand. I saw Blake, his head slightly bowed, gently holding my hand in his. A wave of relief and gratitude washed over me as I recognized his presence. "Blake," I managed to whisper, my voice barely above a hoarse murmur. My words reached his ears, causing him to lift his head and meet my gaze with a warm, comforting smile. At that moment, I realized that it was Blake who had intervened, saving me from the further punishment of the shock baton. It was his voice that had called out, demanding an end to my torment. I looked at Blake with gratitude in my eyes as I mustered the strength to speak. "Thank you for saving me…"
Summoning every ounce of courage I had left, I made a split-second decision. I veered off the path, leaping over fallen logs and ducking beneath low-hanging branches. The wolves, momentarily confused by my sudden change in direction, hesitated for a moment before resuming their pursuit. My heart pounded in my chest as I darted through the undergrowth, my movements fueled by a desperate determination to survive. I weaved between trees, hoping to lose the wolves in the labyrinthine expanse of the forest. My senses heightened, I relied on my instincts, and my ears strained to catch any clue that might reveal their whereabouts. In the midst of my escape, a glimmer of hope flickered within me. If I could outmaneuver the wolves and find my way back to the city's territory or luckily out of the woods to a nearby safer city, I might have a chance at survival. But the wolves were relentless, their primal instincts driving them forward, their tongues lolling out with the promise of a chase
~~~10 Minutes Earlier ~~~ Tyler POV I paced back and forth in my dimly lit office, my face etched with weariness and concern. The image of Theda's face flashed momentarily in my mind, the vulnerability and fear etched on her features haunting me. I abruptly halted in my tracks, my thoughts spiraling back to the recent events that had unfolded. My mind replayed the scene vividly, recalling how Blake had intervened and put a stop to the shock treatment I had subjected Theda to. A low, rumbling growl had escaped Blake's throat, asserting his dominance and protecting Theda from further harm. At that moment, I had been unable to exercise my own alpha authority over Blake, unable to prevent him from whisking Theda away to safety. It was a defiling experience for me, witnessing my own inability to control the situation. A mix of frustration, guilt, and concern washed over me as I replayed the memory in my mind. Theda's vulnerability and her successive loss of consciousness had left me
Theda POV I slowly opened my eyes, the dim light of my surroundings gradually coming into focus. As my senses returned, I heard thumping noises and growls echoing through the air, causing my heart rate to quicken. Confusion clouded my mind as I struggled to recall how I had lost consciousness in the first place. I was surprised, even bewildered, to find myself alive. With a gasp, I lifted my weary eyes, blinking away the remnants of unconsciousness. The sight that greeted me sent a chill down my spine. Strewn across the leaf-covered forest ground were the lifeless bodies of several wolves, their once menacing presence now reduced to motionless carcasses. The scent of blood and fur hung heavy in the air, mingling with the earthy aroma of the woods. My gaze darted around, desperately trying to make sense of the scene before me. The figure responsible for the wolves' demise remained obscured, partially hidden by the dense undergrowth. I strained my tired eyes, attempting to discer
Tyler POV Three hours felt like an eternity for me as I anxiously waited in my office. Each passing minute seemed to stretch on like a never-ending torment, my restlessness growing with every second. Sitting with ease was impossible as my thoughts consumed me, and my worry for Theda intensified with each passing moment. Unable to find solace around, my mind was plagued by the unknown. The absence of any news regarding the search for Theda only fueled my anxiety, leaving me on edge and consumed by a sense of helplessness. I paced back and forth, my footsteps echoing in the room, as I desperately sought any sign of hope or information. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the door creaked open. Kyle, accompanied by several pack guards, stepped inside, their expressions serious and determined. Relief washed over me at the sight of their presence, but my eyes were fixed on Kyle, demanding answers without uttering a word. "Alpha Tyler," one of the guards spoke up, breaking t
Blake POV My heart raced as I left Tyler's room, a sense of unease settling deep within me. I walked down the hallway, my steps guided more by my racing thoughts than any conscious direction. Lost in my own world, I found myself walking out of the packhouse, the cool night air hitting my face as I stepped into the courtyard. As I stood there, the moon casting an ethereal glow on the surroundings, my worry intensified. I couldn't shake the feeling that Tyler was hiding something, something important that concerned Theda. The thought gnawed at me, tugging at my mind like an elusive puzzle piece just out of reach. However, my concern for Theda overshadowed my curiosity about Tyler's secret. My sole focus was on finding her, and the weight of her absence pressed heavily upon me. Memories of our last conversation flooded my mind, each word echoing with regret."Maybe... if I had stayed with her a little longer," I murmured to myself, my voice barely audible in the stillness of the n
Theda POV As a week passed by for me in the unfamiliar city and the new pack, I found myself gradually settling into a sense of peace. Despite the initial shock of being transported to this new environment, it hadn't turned out to be the daunting experience I had feared and anticipated when I had regained consciousness after being rescued. During this time, I discovered that there had been an underlying, simmering argument between my savior, Alpha Norton, and the white-haired young woman who had barged into the room on that eventful day. I had learned that her name was Yerida, and her hostile demeanor became more understandable, if not less unsettling. It became apparent to me that she was betrothed to Alpha Norton, and the tension between them was palpable. Despite the underlying discord, I managed to find moments of solace within the pack. I was met with kindness and support from the pack members, who welcomed me into their midst. The healer, Quintella, proved to be a source
Theda POV My heart raced, and I instinctively tried to pull away from Yerida's grasp but I wasn't able to. "Let go of her, Yerida!" Alpha Norton's commanding voice filled the room. I noticed a flicker of fear in Yerida's eyes before she finally released her grip. Yerida, now seemingly amazed by Alpha Norton's refusal to comply, faltered for a moment. "You're refusing my request, Norton?" she questioned, her voice tinged with disbelief. Alpha Norton stood tall, unwavering in his decision. "I am," he replied firmly, his tone leaving no room for negotiation. "You won't tell me what to do, Yerida. I'm the Alpha here." My confusion deepened as Yerida let out a chuckle and rolled her eyes, seemingly amused by the situation. Yerida's demeanor, folding her hands in a way that made her appear superior, only added to my bewilderment. I watched intently as Yerida took a step forward, her tone dripping with veiled threats. "Alright, Norton. Be a good Alpha, but believe me when I s