Chapter 2: Escaping

Aria’s POV

I thought about how my life would be with Patrick alone as rogue wolves. We would never be looked down on and for the first time, we would be equals. Being with Patrick, far away from the pack will help me forget my past.

It was finally time for the celebration; the night of the anniversary. I was in my room getting ready. I didn't need to do much. I was part of the serving team. It was my job to make sure no one had an empty glass through out the night.

I smiled as I stared at the flower which Patrick gave to me. I had placed it in water to retain it for as long as I could. I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked as exhausted as I felt. My dark circles were worse than before and I looked too skinny. More skinnier than I was when I last checked.

I sighed, zipping my dress secure as I walked out of my room. I went straight to the kitchen where everyone had something in their hands.

“Where have you been Aria?” One of the ladies there snapped at me.

“Madame Racheal gave me permission to get dressed,” I said to her. She rolled her eyes at me, pointing at the tray on the pavement.

“Take that and make yourself useful”

I grabbed it and some cups from the stance. I took one of the wines from the wine stand and headed straight for the hall. As an omega, I was meant to look down while I did anything. If I was being too confident, I would annoy some people who believed omegas were next to nothing

I served the first set of people and went into the kitchen to get another badge. I was by the wine stand when I started hearing voices.

“One of the Alphas have arrived, hurry up!”

I continued with what I was doing because I had no business with that. My task was to make sure everyone never complained about their wine running out.

I took the second batch to the hall, but the moment I stepped in, something changed in me. I felt this strange energy. Something I had never felt before. My wolf suddenly became restless. I looked up and my eyes met with someone sitting at the high table, far away from me.

My eyes skipped at the sight of Alpha Ethan staring at me from where he sat. I had met him only once. That was when I was 17 and I hadn’t gotten my wolf. The only thing I felt when I saw the twins many years ago was hatred.

At the time their father was the Alpha and he was the one who was involved in the war but we were all taught to hate them for the suffering they brought my silvermoon pack.

Our eyes caught, but his eyebrows didn’t deepen in disgust, his eyes didn’t hold disapproval. Rather they lit up and widened like he had found something he had been searching for.

For a moment I was lost, staring at how perfect he was. His chiseled jaw line, his intense beautiful blue eyes, his well kept hair. His perfectly sculpted body made my breathing intensify. The way he held the glass of wine with his strong hands made me wonder how those same hands would feel on my body

My wolf wasn’t making it easy with the way she was so restless. I didn’t just want him, but my wolf did as well which was strange.

I dropped my gaze. Who was I to look at an Alpha?

I finished the second batch and went back to the kitchen. I was about to go to the wine stand again, when Rebecca came to me, the same lady who had rebuked me for going to my room initially.

“I need you to tell Madame Rachael she is needed here” she instructed.

I dropped the tray and off I went but even while I walked, I thought of him. Why did he look at me like that? His eyes were so welcoming and I felt so safe. I shook my head. I wasn't supposed to think of another man when I was in love with Patrick.

I was still walking through the hallway when someone spoke to me through the mind link.

“Aria the gates are not protected, everyone is distracted by the party, we have to leave now!”

My heart skipped when Patrick finished speaking. I wanted to run away with him so bad but I was scared about the different possibility this could have. Even if we were free, how would two omega fend for themselves? We had nobody who we could turn to financially.

Did that really matter though? I loved him and that was supposed to be the most important thing.

“Aria, this is the best moment. Speak to me my love and I will wait for you by the gates and then we can go together”

I swallowed hard looking in front of me and then behind me. I turned around swiftly and headed straight to my room. No matter how hard it might be for us to survive as rogues, it wouldn’t be as hard as surviving in a pack where everyone hated you.

Instead of going to Madame Rachael, I went straight to my room. The gates wasn’t far from here. I could take the window, and run in the opposite direction which wasn't as crowded as the front.

I took off my dress and slipped on a trouser instead. I took a bag, grabbing some of my clothes and my supposed-to-be dinner. I also took the rose which he had given to me earlier.

I jumped down from my window, heading for the gates. It was about a mile away from here.

“I am coming Patrick, wait by the gates,” I said through the mind link with my mind already made up.

I let myself let go of the fear that consumed me. I was going to be with the love of my life and that was the most important thing. I wasn’t going to leave in fear anymore of them doing what they did to my mother to me.

I felt fulfilled but The more I ran, it felt like something changed in me. I was uncomfortable and I didn't know why. The cold I felt initially, turned to hotness. It was exactly how I felt when I saw the Alpha. I felt an energy from within and I knew it was my wolf but I didn’t understand why she kept reacting the way she did.

Was she not happy about my decision to run away with Patrick? I tried to ignore her and thought to keep running but the more I ran the more she became restless.

“Mate” she whispered and then I stopped dead on track.

Mate?