The wolf who chased me!

2: her pain

This was the end and with only a second to live once again instinct kicked in, I felt it go up my body, through my bones, pumping in my Veins.

Power!

Pure power surging through me ready to defend me against my attacker, all against even my own will.

His, drake was it? His hand came to my throat but not before the boy sitting at the table somehow managed to spring to his feet and catch the clawed hand only an inch from tearing out my windpipe.

“Stop drake!” The boy demanded, and drake very reluctantly lowered his hand, my hand however went to my neck as I gasped for a breath I didn’t think I would get.

I looked at my hands as it dawned on me, I broke my arm when I fell, but my arm was completely fine, I could move it, bend it, it didn’t hurt or at least not any more so than any other part of my body.

“My name is Riley.” The boy said, then moved in-front of me, as I was still inspecting my arm.

Riley took my arm to look at, “we were curious too, how did you heal so quickly?”

His voice was calm and although I could feel his anger and pain, none of it was directed at me, but why? Is he not the man’s son who I killed?

I suddenly realized they were waiting for me to speak.

“I umm. I don’t know, I don’t even know what I am.” My voice was quiet but they all heard. A few laughed but not the boy, he just looked at me.

Riley spoke again, “are you parents human?”

The women signed and walked to Riley, presumably her son. “Why are you talking to the witch?”

She looked me up and down with disgust in her eyes, she was very beautiful with long curly ginger hair. Riley however clearly got his curly brown hair from his father, the man I killed.

Maybe it was that thought that surged my sudden outburst, maybe it was the guilt already eating away at me.

“I was scared, I thought he was going to kill me and I. I. I reacted but I didn’t meant to kill him..” drake came towards me again.. “I can’t control it..”

only a foot away and once again the boy, Riley, came to my rescue stepping in drakes way and facing him even though Riley was at least half a foot shorter.

“We will ask her what happened before we put her to death and you know my father would have done the same even if it had been me that were killed.” Riley spoke with authority, commanding everyone in the room, it felt like power, and strength.

There was a voice from the left side of the room, “well actually I’m more concerned with what she is, because she’s definitely not a witch.”

Everyone turned to look at me, so the blonde man, that had been kind in the woods, stood up and walked over to where me, Riley, a guard, drake and the sad women were standing.

He was very calm about the situation and there was still a gleam in his eyes and a half smile on his face.

The women spoke next, “what do you mean she isn’t a witch?”

The blonde man looked at me, then back to the women, “witches are powerful creatures and surely could do a spell to heal but not while she was asleep, and we watched as she healed in-front of us. Plus we couldn’t smell magic.. it’s very peculiar.” The last part was said while looking me from head to toe and back again.

The women came at me with lightning speed but I felt her before she moved so I didn’t flinch when she appeared over me, looking down at me.

“What are you then?”

I took a breath, “I don’t know.” I had only just finished speaking when she slapped me, And don’t get me wrong it hurt but I could feel their pain still and the slap wasn’t nearly as painful as the feeling of loss.

“Mother please!” Riley spoke but not with the same command as before.

She turned on him, “she killed your father, my mate, she will be put to death even if I have to do it myself.”

Then she walked right past me and out the door giving me the most deadly look I had ever seen.

But there it was again, mate!

What is a mate?

Riley spoke softly, “sorry she’s..”

before he could finish I said, “in pain.”

The scary man, drake grabbed me, “back to your cell then.”

I wanted to fight him but I knew it would be useless, so I hung my head and turned for the door.

“Wait!” It was the blonde man’s voice, “we really should make some calls to figure out what she is.”

“What does it matter when she will be dead soon?” Drake asked, then turned back to me and pushed me out the door, that’s when I heard Riley.

“Put her in a furnished cell uncle drake.” And drake didn’t look happy but he did put me in a furnished cell with a shove, a murmured murderer and locking the door.

However a furnished cell still didn’t consist of much, there was a toilet and a wash basin, a metal chair and a bed with the thinnest Mattress I could imagine but who was I to complain, I’m just a murderer.

I spent the day just in my own thoughts, some about my mum, most about the person I killed and his family but it didn’t help that I could feel the bad energy floating around here.

It was everywhere.

Eventually I must have fallen asleep, with the sound of wind outside, and a cold deathly feeling in my soul and I truly didn’t care if I lived or died.

***

Riley

“Riley there you are!” I heard Jamie say as he walked into my bedroom, which worked well for me as I was about to go see him.

Jamie was the one that said the girl wasn’t a witch so I was planning on asking his help to find out what it is she is exactly.

He may not want to help me but I knew I couldn’t ask anyone else, especially my mother or drake who was my fathers brother. It’s not that I don’t understand why they are so keen to kill my father’s killer, I felt the searing pain too although I am certain it didn’t compare to my mothers, being mates and all.

But if she really didn’t know and she was just trying to defend herself than I don’t believe she should be put to death, I don’t know but I feel like she needs help.

To help her I need answers and to not antagonise my mother or drake, without them I don’t see myself being accepted as the alpha anytime soon. To be fair I am still young to be an alpha, it’s almost unheard of to have an alpha younger than 18, it’s a serious responsibility but I have been training for this and I will take care of my pack.

“Jamie, great I was just coming to see you.” I said as he walked to my desk and sat down.

I pulled on a shirt and strode over. “Do you know what she is?” I asked hoping he would just answer.

“Who?” He said inspecting his nails, trying to pretend he doesn’t already know, he’s a wind up and he takes any chance to say what no one else will. He was also my fathers beta.

“You know who I mean.” I say rolling my eyes.

Jamie smiled still looking at his nails, before he looked at me, with blue shinning eyes.

“I don’t know, but the royal family might so we need to make sure she isn’t put to death before then.”

I sighed, “easier said then done.”

Giving off a breathy laugh Jamie responds, “however I already have a plan for that.”

Something about the look in his eyes made me very grateful for the fact that Jamie is on my side, the only way to describe it would be by saying he had something of the devil in him.

I knew he wasn’t going to spit it out anytime soon without prompting. “So the plan is..?” I reluctantly ask.

Jamie gracefully stood, smiling like satan himself, “we convince your mother to wait until the royal family are here. Tell her they will enjoy the show..”

It was a good idea to postpone but who’s to say the royals will actually know anything about this girl or will even care weather she lives or dies. Not to mention getting my mother and drake to agree to waiting when they both want her dead so badly.

Jamie didn’t even wait for a reply, he walked out of my room in silence as I pondered the situation at hand.

Maybe I should just let them kill her, after all she did kill my father, but my father would never have executed anyone with out a fair trail. It’s what made him the most loved and one of the best alphas in history.

And I would be great like him, I will not let my pain and fear make me a lesser person or alpha like my mother and drake.

Even if I do understand why they are so eager to see her dead.

I will be better than them.

I have to be.

And just like that my head starts to hurt, the memory’s come flooding in no matter how hard I try to keep them away.

I know what they did, but I’m better than them.

I decide the best thing to do is sleep, it’s the only way to stop the pain, my mother and drake can wait.

Everything can wait.

I settle into my bed and close my eyes, my last thoughts being the girl who killed my father.

***

The next day I decided to go to my mother without drake around, it was best to tackle the situation one on one I think.

So after being certain drake was in the training grounds I made my way to my mothers rooms, not the ones she shared with my father but her own. One of the few places in this house I hated most but this was my best chance so I knocked on the door and heard a faint reply.

“Just a moment!”

Then the door swung open a guard stood looking straight ahead and my mother laying on the couch looking out the big windows.

“Mother” I said as I walked over, she had been crying with red eyes and dark circles underneath.

When she saw me she sat up and patted the sofa next to her. “Come my boy, sit with me.”

I wasn’t entirely sure but I think she had also been drinking.

However I did as she asked and sat next to her, she brushed my hair back with her fingers just staring at me.

“Riley you look so much like him.” It was barely a whisper but I heard and my chest tightened.

Was it really a good idea to try to save a girl I don’t know, who did in fact kill my father, my mothers mate. She was grieving, she had lost more than any of us, I shouldn’t be asking anything of her, especially for a stranger I did not know.

But I had to, I felt something for her, she just seemed so sad and even more lost, I had this unexplainable need to save her from everything.

At first I thought it was the mate bond but it couldn’t be, when you meet your mate it’s said you can feel them their whole being, I didn’t feel that, I just feel responsible for her and I can’t explain it.

“The royals will be here in 3 days mother, the girl..” I didn’t get the chance to finish before she interrupted.

“She will die today, so the mess will be gone before they arrive.” Her tone was cold and deadly.

I took one breath before, “or we can wait, use her, use her death as entertainment for the alpha king and his family.”

There was silence at first which I took as a good sign, if the answer was going to be no she would have said right away.

After a few moments more of utter silence she answered. “Fine but I will leave you to make the arrangements.”

I tried to hide the small smile playing in my lips when my mother continued. “However it’s also you who needs to tell drake.”

At that my eyes rolled, great.

“You can’t be afraid of him if you wish to be the alpha, Riley.” And that was all that she said before laying back down on the couch and closing her eyes.

I made my quiet getaway, and headed for the cells, I wanted to talk to her.