Chapter 6:

" I remember everything, Randelle. I remember I wasn't loved by my mate. I remember the silver bullet that pierced through my brain. I remember everything," Jeremy spoke, not sparing me a gaze. His voice was thick, seething a nostalgic emotion. 

I sighed, perplexed by the unfolded reality. " Why have you hidden this from me all these years?" 

Jeremy turned to me, a subtle smile smeared on his face. " You know, Randelle," He sighed, and continued, " life is a choice. I was trying to avoid the mistake I made in my past life. I needed to let you decide who you love, and thus, It was my pleasure seeing you rejecting Rico at the aisle,". 

A surge of guilt brewed in my veins as Jeremy spoke. He was right. I made the wrong choice in my past life and rejected him as my mate. I never gave him the chance for love. However, the mistake I made would never repeat itself. In this life, I'd give Jeremy the love he deserved in ten folds. And, however, I had promised to take brutal revenge on Rico and Eva. 

" I know, Jeremy. I'm sorry for not giving you a chance to love me in my past life. I thank the Moon Goddess for giving me a second chance to correct my mistake," I spoke, looking into his eyes, and continued, " I'd be with you, Jeremy and such would never happen again,". 

With what I said, Jeremy nodded slightly, " It's fine, Randelle,". 

" Hey!" One of the pack members walked up to us from behind. He was tall and muscular. He looked like the pack patron from his dress.

I and Jeremy turned our heads to him. " We'd like to train with you, dick heads,". He said. 

Jeremy chuckled and curled his lips in disdain. " The last guy that called us dick heads got his ribcage worn off,". 

" Then what's that supposed to mean?" The guy asked, furrowing his brows. 

" It depends on the answer you gave to it, dude," Jeremy spoke, playing with the green grass on the field as though the guy's presence wasn't noticeable- more reasons why the guy looked annoyed. 

" You want to get your ass kicked off?" The guy spoke, more like a challenge. 

Jeremy stood up from the ground and faced him, barely nose-to-nose with him. Jeremy was like a baby toddler in his front but that doesn't deny the fact that Jeremy was a good fighter. Apart from the fact that we share the same bond energy, his martial skills were undeniable. " If it's a challenge, then, it's accepted,". 

" Then you come along with your girlfriend to the mid-field, lover boy, and let's teach you guys a lesson you'd never forget," The guy spoke, his face beholding a taunt. 

" I'd follow you, but not her," Jeremy spoke, pointing at me. The guy grabbed Jeremy by his shirt and locked his neck. " You think I'm kidding here, huh?"

I stood up, my fist clenched as I was ready to kick off the smirk on the guy's face. I knew Jeremy could handle him, but I was just concerned about him. " Let me follow you, Jeremy, and train with these people," I whispered slightly. 

" No, Randelle. You're not to show your gift. They'd know about your hidden identity. They'd know you're the pureblood," Jeremy spoke through mind-linking. I sighed, viewing things from his point of view, and retreated. 

" Hey, what's going on?" Kyle the pack elder asked as he approached us. "Lose your grasp!" Kyle commanded the guy, and immediately, he released Jeremy and pushed him backward. 

" He's refusing to train with the other rogues," The guy added, staring at us with ballistic gazes. 

" I repeat, dude, if I don't train with you what the fuck is going to happen?" Jeremy asked, his voice lethal as he stared at him. 

" You guys leave our pack," The muscular guy yelled.

" Fine! It wasn't our initial plan to stay here, dude. We're leaving," Jeremy yelled back at the dude. 

Kyle walked up to the muscular guy and whispered something into his ears. The muscular guy stared at us again, " Before you leave, you should fulfill your promise. Meet me in the midfield," 

" RIP, little guy," Jeremy shrugged off his threats. I rolled my eyes with disgust at the muscular guy as he walked away. He was lucky I was hidden my real identity, else, I'd have pulled away his eyes from their sockets. 

" Sorry for whatever happens, guys. That's the pack patron" Kyle clapped his hands and apologized as he looked at the muscular guy walking away. 

" He's so rude. He should be fired," I sneaked in, my voice a bit coarse. 

"Guys, it's a compulsory thing for every rogue to train with the pack every morning. And this is to help them protect themselves from the rogue abductors," Kyle landed and lighted the cigarette in between his first and middle fingers. 

" Rogue abductors?" I asked in surprise, curiosity in my eyes. 

Kyle dragged from his cigarette and puffed a larger area of smoke into the air. " Yes, Rogue Abductors. I was the first to come here. I gathered about a thousand rogues from the neighboring packs. Everything was going smoothly. Mates were paired. Young pups were born. And they all shifted under the Moon. But on a fateful day, at night, a group of werewolves attacked us and took my members. Not only then. They came back like twice to take my men, and that's why we are so few in numbers. We looked for a way to fortify ourselves, and the best way was to make all the pack members train in the morning in preparation for any attack from the abductors,". 

" Nice storyline!" Jeremy spoke and stared at me. This was the first time I'd heard about rogue abductors. How pathetic could it be? Kyle spoke with so many emotions in his eyes. I could catch brewed tears at the brim of his eyes. It showed how sad he was. I felt for him. 

" Anyways, we aren't here to join your pack. We also have a destination, but for the sake of clarity, I'd fight that crash test dummy of a guy," Jeremy gritted his teeth and walked towards the midfield. I and Kyle shot a glance at ourselves and we walked behind Jeremy.