Semua Bab Alpha Ciandra, The Vengeful Outcast: Bab 81 - Bab 90

Alpha Ciandra had never walked this long and far in her whole life, now, not only couldn’t feel her legs but also her brain had frozen. If anyone showed her their legs and called them hands, she would accept. Between walking hungry and thirsty, Alpha Ciandra was beginning to question her reality, her direful mind was getting increasingly confused about separating her now, before, and everything in-between. Even hikers who aimed to reach a certain point rested at some points, right? She wanted to rest but Hunter disagreed. How could she rest when they were not even close to the Free Pack? Looking back, way before she got her wolf, Alpha Ciandra recalled speaking to her father about having someone else, or rather something else in control over your life, believing that it wouldn’t lead to your demise. Each time she asked those queries regarding her wolf, Alpha Hunter first scare her off, and then later on, when she saw Alpha Ciandra was beginning to believe his story, he would diver

Beta Garrick hadn’t slept a wink for the whole night, he kept alternating between going to the gate and returning to his office as he waited for Alpha Ciandra to come. Although most of the time they spent wrestling or running or training the other warriors, Beta Garrick would say those little conversations made him aware of Alpha Ciandra just as he would boldly say Alpha Ciandra knew him.Now, after not finding her there, he couldn’t help but wonder if those little conversations were nothing and if he didn’t know anything about Alpha Ciandra.He hoped the first place Alpha Ciandra would stop at was the Vagabond Pack, after all, it belonged to her and her father. Her home.The need to face her and see for himself was killing him, he wanted to confirm by himself that indeed the one woman he would follow to hell and back had turned into a whore and a mate snatcher as everyone mentioned.Of course, the news about Alpha Ciandra’s humiliating chase out had arrived at the Vagabond Pack, if

All Alpha Ciandra was seeing now was Beta Garrick’s mouth moving; she was trying as much as possible to understand what he was saying but got lost. All she remained to do was watch his lips moving side to side. What was he saying? She wondered. It had been an hour, never in her life had she seen Beta Garrick talk this much, hell, she didn’t even have a recollection of her and Beta Garrick yelling at each other. Whenever she could feel like in the past, she would let Beta Garrick tease her, and every time, she would always tease him back. That was always their definition of talking too much. They were best friends in their ways, and none of them ever complained. Here and now, glancing at his mouth moving faster, his clenched jaws, his hands shaking, Alpha Ciandra knew she would have created drama back then so she would experience the first hand of Beta Garrick’s wrath. Whoever said men didn’t know how to yell was damn angry, this man here had a closed tap and has opened it and the

“Everyone is evil, even the good ones.” Beta Garrick recalled Alpha Ciandra’s words. He didn’t recall exactly why Alpha Ciandra had told her those words but he knew she had been right. She was the devil herself and evils, no matter what shape or colors they came in, is never supposed to be left with others, and uprooted the moment their shades of colors began to show. If left, they would attach themselves to others, transmit their evilness to others, and in the end, the whole pack would be full of wolves who broke the rules. This was what he kept telling himself as he watched a wolf drag Alpha Ciandra to the gate. The woman was silent. For a split second, Beta Garrick wanted to go and help her, to tell her he understood her and he was sorry he broke the link. However, if he did, the pack would take everyone for granted and their deeds from years back would be for nothing. The care disappeared the moment it came, he walked back into the packhouse and to his office, not caring he h

There is a good reason most people love being alone. No friends at all. Back then, if asked, Alpha Ciandra would have mentioned the reasons in one go because the answers were always right on the tip of her tongue. She only knew two friends while at the Vagabond Pack, Beta Garrick whom she knew all her life, and her dad, whom she would proudly say she was delighted to call father and best friend. It only had two wolves in it, and she was okay with it. After all, what was the use of having endless friends when the two she had did everything she wanted? While her father offered her advice regarding leading, Beta Garrick was there to make her laugh, push and push even after she had told him to stop. He always made her laugh, he always didn’t care if she meant it or not. He always wanted to see her happy, That was the beta Alpha Ciandra adored, the man she thought would go and come back to the moon and still call him a friend. The same wolf she was a hundred percent sure if they were