Racing to Survive

Teresa's POV

Beta Saul followed me out of the pack house, passing through the trees, and into the wastelands. Thank the Moon Goddess for my abilities. Only a select few are blessed with special abilities. However, in our pack, it seemed like everyone had one. We have a woman who grow plants in this desert and a man who could create water. I did not believe my abilities were beneficial to the pack, like theirs, so I kept it my secret. No one knew, not even the Alpha. I mean....my father.

How could they keep this from me? The people who I thought were my parents took this with them to their graves. Did it not bother them? Did they not feel like they were being deceitful? I am sure they did it for the right reasons but what exactly was it? Alpha Kam gave no details, which led me to spiral in my own mind. So busy with my thoughts, I did not realize Beta Saul was closing in.

I heard a growl that sounded murderous come from the shadows. I looked up and Beta was a few feet away in his wolf form. A blood curdling howl left his mouth and he started charging towards me. I started running towards the cliff and shifted in mid-stride. What is going on? I have never known Beta to act like this.

Talia pushed us harder than she has ever done before, as Drako kept trying to nip at our hind legs. Paying no attention to the path, our paw got stuck in one of the cavern openings and down we went.

"Don't move Teresa!" His cold emotionless voice roared as he shifted back into human form.

I froze for a minute but that is all he needed to roam through my head. He tried to pry his way into the depths of my mind. Seeing images of events, events that I couldn't recall and then I saw it. The night that brought so many nightmares, so much heartache. I felt the tears run down my face. This was Neta's form of torture. This was his ability.

"STOP! PLEASE!" is all I could softly mutter after having to claw my way back to the surface. Making my head feel heavy as I fought Talia for control of our wolf, but I kept fighting. Before I could see the faces, that once brought joy to my life, I pulled all of our willpower together to bite down on his leg. His power weakened and I was able to break free of his control. Releasing him from my teeth, we ran. Ran faster than we ever did before.

After thirty minutes of running, Talia speaks. 'Calm down. He's not following us anymore. Our leg is hurt. We need to rest'

I didn't listen to her. I knew if I stopped, my knees would give out and the pain would kick in. The possibility of stumbling into the cavern that was a few meters away terrified me. What if she was wrong? What if he was stalking us like prey? With all our might we jumped over another cavern and never looked back. Until I heard it, as if it were right next to me. He still lingered in my mind, but it felt weak.

"You really think I won't find out the truth? I will sentence you to death. The whole pack will watch as I torture you, till the last drop of blood flows out of your body. You killed them and your father isn't here to save you. He will think...."

Then his voice cut off and, in that moment, I found myself safe from anyone or any of their abilities. I had run into my old home without even knowing I had shifted back or wandered in here. I let my body slide down the front door after locking it. It was weird being back. All the memories flooded my mind as the weight in my head increased. I cried, as if I were a little pup again, till sleep finally consumed me.

Beta Saul's POV

"You killed them, and your father isn't here to save you. He will think...."

'What the hell just happened? Why can't we sense her? She couldn't have just vanished.' Drako was pissed with confusion. I understood his frustration, we almost had what we needed. I could taste her fear. Part of her genuinely believed she was responsible for their deaths. If only she knew.

I ran back to the pack house in wolf form, stopping at the tree line to put some joggers on. I need to make a note to have one of the omegas replace these tomorrow. I walk into the pack house and don't see any sign of the old man. Guess he has already left. I wonder if he knows what I was up to. I cannot have him trying to foil my plans again. Wandering the halls to see if I can sense that horrid child, I stop in front of a portrait. It seems the old geezer had the omegas put up a picture of the little brat in the Alpha Hall. That means everyone will know by morning light. I need to end her life before she can tell anyone of our encounter. For now, I need to act as if nothing ever happened. I will be able to sense when she is near. It is only a matter of time till she makes her return to the pack house.