The Lost female Alpha

Chapter 3 - The big day

The day started as it normally does. I wake up at 5 am to begin my normal routine, normally this involves going to the bathroom to freshen up, brush my hair up into a tight high ponytail, and then brush my teeth, before leaving to get changed into my workout gear, once I have done that I leave my really small box room as quietly and lightly as possible, missing any creeks in the floorboard, which is no longer a doddle since I've been doing it for 8 years now. It’s become more or less, like second nature. I smirk to myself as I step outside, it's still dark out, but not pitch black, the colours of the sky shape just like a rainbow, except the colours go black/dark blueeddish orange with a hint of yellow, this tells every creature great and small that today's sun is beginning to rise and so should they. 

I can feel today is going to be a warm day, but just as luck shall have it, with today being the Alphas party, and the start of his official Alpha training, other than that it's going to be a fine day.  

I make my way to the abandoned pathway that seems to just keep going on and on, like a never-ending story, this place is haunted with ghosts and ghouls, I must admit it's a bit outlandish even if I do say so myself.” I say while chuckling to myself before setting off for my run down the path”.

  Many pack members have claimed they were being watched or followed, some say they were touched, scratched, and have even felt someone breathing down on them, now this may all well be very true but so far, I've not experienced anything. But this is the perfect opportunity for me to try and keep myself fit, with my limited options, this is because I’m Aarwn pack’s slave. I am not allowed to train, even though I was born an alpha female, thankfully the pack won’t be able to tell until my first shift, which is a kind of good thing in a way, because who knows what they would have in mind for me, if they ever got the chance to find out who I was born to be. They would most likely beat me, to keep me in check without the option to run and escape, they would use me for breeding or sell me to the highest bidder, who knows with this lot.

 As I make my way back to the packhouse, to start on breakfast, I double-check all around the grounds and the windows just to be on the safe side, who knows what would happen if I ever got caught outside training, due to the fact I am technically not aloud much time outdoors, let alone the forest, or any part of the forest at that. sadly, whatever it would be, it won’t be anything good.

“I Sigh and just remind myself that today is going to be the last day here”

I make my way back to my room to change into my slave clothes, as I enter my room I see it's been trashed, clothes scattered all over the floor, my only small mirror smashed, my bed ripped apart, and my storage broken into pieces, and then it hits me like a tun of bricks, and with it I inhale deeper unable to pin point, what this smell is, and why is it in my room. But as I make my way further into the room, only for my hairs to start rising all over my body, making me involuntarily shiver slightly, then it dawns on me, that this could only mean one thing, the one only thing I have been dreading. “My MATE!!”

God NO! not here, why does he have to be here at this pack, just as I’m about to leave too. I really don’t want them finding out who I am, and honestly if it’s the person I suspect, who similarly matches this sent, am completely and utterly screwed, because he will have me locked up. Now this complicates things, but I will have to see how it play’s out. One thing is for sure, I don't want to be associated with this place any longer than I have too, and if my guess is right along with my now trashed room, he hardly wants me as a mate either, especially as am considered the SLAVE.

I sigh while pushing everything into one corner of the room, no point in sorting it if am not coming back tonight or ever.

 Gosh, this is going to be one hell of a day.  “I say out loud while rubbing my temples, feeling a slight headache coming”.

 I quickly start to pack the very few things I call possession’s before I change, ready to get on with the rest of the day, plus sorting out how to safely execute the rejection, while also being able to run away, from this pack and never looking back.