Judgment...at arm's length

My mind went back to a distant memory.

**Flashback**

“Promise me!”.

“What mom?” I asked, pulling her closer.

She looked down at me lovingly before saying, “promise you will be better than us”.

**End of flashback**.

I had failed, and Scott was the only one I blamed here, as he failed both me and the future of this pack.

My hands found my tummy, it was still flat, but warmth filled me immediately.

Just as my mom had loved me unconditional, so would my child be loved by me.

What still wowed me to the core was the fact that Scott had done nothing to actually speak for me or even give me courage when no one is looking?

I was confused and there I thought of it the more confused I became as one part of my mind prayed he was doing something in secret.

“Hey you” I hear another resumed, don't this people ever get tired.

I could feel my wolf roaring for blood, ever since yesterday she has been silent.

She had so much connection with Scott's wolf, they ruled out night affairs.

She blocked me last night with no reason and I didn't blame her though, I was supposed to be her eyes, but I was carried away with lies and promises.

He was a coward and yet, the soon-to-be Alpha, he should have shown the world have much, he claimed to love me and too much he adores me.

It wasn't like it would affect his position as Alpha, but Scott was just a coward.

Another mind bore the truth as I felt it was, Scott didn't care one bit, the look in his eyes while he met my eyes were so mean and filled with hate.

Could it that I was overthinking and over crying?

I sighed and looked towards the windows, What does Scott really have in mind?

I couldn't wait to hold my baby in my arms, but this wasn't the kind of place I wanted my child to grow up in.

Maybe that is why I held on to Scott too tight and believed all his promises.

A slave's life wasn't something to bring in a child into, my parents had done it, and I was at the receiving end of it.

I had clung unto false promises and pleasure, forgetting all my plans for a better future, for myself and ye generation.

Scott had failed me and his child, the look in his eyes made me shiver and wonder what was the reason for that.

It was no doubt that I would still be made Luna as he has already claimed on secret, but the thought of having a man that can stand for you and defend you anywhere was pleasing.

Their mocking laughter and teases became louder, making me wonder the joy they derived in making fun of me.

One threw a stone at me that did successfully grab my attention, making me glare at them.

I didn't even care one bit at their funny and heartbreaking words because it was definitely not good for me, and my child.

All my mind kept on reminiscing on what had happened yesterday.

They didn't stop making me wonder if prisoners were this bitter, not even fearing that this might not be my last bus stop.

My mind left but Scott failure as a man and their words, Snickers, and insults and went back to my sore body, at this point I cared less but rather on my sleep.

This made me miss my life as a slave, at least I could sleep very well on a not so comfy but comfortable bed.

They couldn't have to have mercy and prepare a good place for me because of my baby, their soon-to-be Alpha Prince or Princess.

My first thought was to complain and then demand the right treatment, but then I knew better.

It wasn't like I was once a royalty or even a normal pack member, I have been demoted from the position of a slave to a prisoner.

I wasn't one bit ready for the morning, although it was nothing but my fault, it wasn't like they had whipped me all night.

It was I that decided to spend the miserable night thinking of Scott and today's event.

My mind immediately flashes as I imagined telling people that my child was Scott's.

This was my fight, and I immediately began thinking of how best to mention to everyone that I was carrying the soon-to-be Alpha's child. 

It was no doubt that they would make sure to certainly scorn and mock her, and I wasn't still sure if Scott himself would accept me. 

I aligned at myself, it was still difficult to let go of all we had shared for years, but after he calmly watched as I was being dragged away for being pregnant, I had to do something.

I was not going to be a slave forever, tears began to flow from my yes as the prison bell rang.

It looked around to see the prisoners, even those that seemed to be less busy and jobless, scurry around.

I noted that the bell surely meant that all the locked up people should wake up and begin their affairs. 

My heart thumped in fear as I realized that my trail and hearing of their judgement wasn't any further again, but rather at arms length.

It was just a few hours away, the flight began ringing in years, making me frown.

I would rather not run anyway, but rather I wanted to prove and claim my place here.

Running meant turning rogue and more or less becoming a slave in another park, but then staying could change things for the better.

I desperately wanted and longed for a saving grace. Death wasn't my portion this early, and my baby too.

Soon I was the only one left in the cell, but my thoughts kept me company, I kept on deliberating on my next line of action when I sighted a guard striding to my cell.

My heart skipped, it was the same guard that had placed a sword on my neck.

I swallowed and felt my neck. Yes, guard had this mean look on his face as he took fast steps towards where I stood.

Was it time for their judgement?