Life of a Beta: Harley

Blue Hill matters

-TWO DAYS LATER-

'How certain are you that this is a plausible idea?'

'I never said it was, Lincoln's orders'

'I see, so the young master is diligently taking heed to the prophecy'

'What prophecy old man?'

'It is no lie that am at a disadvantage in that sense but behold, for am what you need'

'Enough with the old man talk, lets go in already'

'My, my, are these old ears deceiving me? I hear lo-'

'Enough!'

Harley was lying on her bed facing the ceiling and lost in her thoughts about her pack. She was disturbed by the sound of the door opening, revealing Kyle, Lincoln and a short chubby man in a white coat behind him.

“Rise and shine Ms Blake, I think it’s time you took a shower and had a change of clothes”, said Lincoln jokingly.

“Well, it’s about time I did…”, said Harley, and trailed off. She paused at the sight of Kyle.

Kyle gave her towels and a floral dress. He guided her to a steamy bathtub filled with bubbles and pink flower petals.

“Wow, this is…”

“I know you should thank Cassy, she has a soft spot for she-wolves. If you need anything, call Mandy”, said Lincoln as he closed the door behind him.

Harley didn’t waste any time undressing and got into the bathtub with hot water. She let out a sigh of relief and let her body soak in the water.

She’d never been treated like this at a stranger’s house, she thought to herself.

-RED CLAWS PACK HOUSE -

“MARCUS! Get me a pen paper!”

“Alpha Red, here they are”

“You’re excused Marcus, close the door behind you and don’t let anyone in until I give such an order! ”

Marcus hurriedly walked out of Alpha Red’s office and stood behind the door, guarding it. Alpha Red seemed furious that day and lashed out at everyone.

He unpacked unrelenting hostility since he found out that Harley and Mac had escaped. He had his beta, Marcus, track down Harley’s location since he wanted her dead the most. Marcus informed him that she was staying at the Windcrest Packhouse.Alpha Red decided to write a warning letter to the Windcrest Pack:

“Greetings Alpha Windcrest

I believe you know why I’m writing to you. Hand Harley over to me and we won’t have to fight. My men

are well trained and willing to kill anyone I order them to. Accept this offer and we’ll never have to cross paths again.

Alpha Red”

-WINDCREST PACKHOUSE-

“You seem comfortable now, but you do look hungry. Mandy will show you to your new room, then you can come have breakfast with us in the living room”, said Lincoln.

“Thank you so much Alpha Lincoln, I am quite famished”, said Harley.

Mandy served as Harley's guide to a spacious room with colorful curtains and floral bedding. Wind blew through the open glass windows and there was the sound of chirping birds outside. The lively room smelled like a lavender garden.

“Ms Blake, please follow me to the living room so you can have your breakfast”, said Mandy behind her.

After having breakfast, Kyle said something to Lincoln that seemed to upset him. He then followed Lincoln to his office. Shortly after that, everyone resumed their daily training and chores.

Harley was quite bored since she was too tired to train with the rest of the pack. She went back to her room, curled up in the middle of her bed and began crying.

Memories of the Red Claws slashing her pack’s throats and bodies flooded her mind. She recalled the smirk on Alpha Red’s bloody face as he slaughtered her packmates like they were nothing. She then began feeling guilty for fleeing the scene when she did.

Her eyes were pinkened and she pursed her lips while trying to shake off the pangs of conscience in her chest.

Harley heard a knock on the door and briskly wiped the tears off her sweet oval face. She took a few moments to reply so that whoever was behind the door wouldn’t suspect anything.

The door slowly opened to reveal the same short and chubby man again, along with Kyle. Anyone would mistake him as Kyle’s father. As they walked closer, the man with Kyle appeared to be a doctor with a broad and daffily charming smile and bright hazel eyes behind a set of round spectacles.

The sickening thickness of the air vanished.

He held a book closely to his chest.“Good morning Harley, this is Dr. Dameon Norris and he will be checking if you’re alright. Is that okay with you?”, asked Kyle.

“Yes, it’s alright, thank you”, replied Harley shyly. She looked down for most of the time to avoid eye contact with either of the men.

“Alright then, I’ll be outside if you need me”, said Kyle, while closing the door behind him. He took a quick glance at a gloomy Harley before he closed the door. He could sense that she was not emotionally well.

“So Ms Blake, I’m Dr Norris. I hope you’re alright. Alpha Windcrest told me about you and asked me to check on you. Is there anything you’d like to tell me?”, asked Dr. Norris.

He pulled out a chair from the desk next to him, sat down, and waited for Harley’s response.

“Well, physically, I’m pretty much alright, my scars have healed well. I-I just can’t stop replaying what happened to my family”, replied Harley.

Talking forced her to tear up and howl even more. Behind the door, Kyle heard everything and shed a few tears. Losing family was something

he and Lincoln knew all too well. The Red Claws had caused enough trouble in their lifetime. Much more was to come.

-RED CLAWS PACKHOUSE-

“Greetings, Alpha Red.

I’m not sorry to disappoint you, but I’ve decided to keep Harley. She will not be returned to you because of your motives.

I suggest you ready your warriors for war. I let you kill my first mate and now I won’t let you have your way with my sister too.

I’ve had enough of you, Alpha Red. It is time you met your demise.

Meet us at Blue Hill on Friday at 7 am.

Alpha Windcrest”

“Ahh stupid boy, he thinks he’s man enough to fight me. Then so be it!”, said Alpha Red to himself.

He smashed his wooden desk in half with his fist. The response opened a den of famished beasts, thirsting for blood.

“MARCUS!”, shouted out Alpha Red, “Prepare our men and women for battle in three days with the Windcrest Pack. Make sure everyone is in tip-top shape, including yourself.”

“Yes Alpha, I will do just that”, Marcus bowed his head and informed the whole pack about what needed to be done.

Everyone began extensive training in preparation for battle. Oh but a battle what for?

-WINDCREST PACK-

“Kyle, I need you to bring everyone to the hall, including Harley. We should tell them what’s going on”, Lincoln mind-linked Kyle.

'This surely is going to affect us in the long run. I feel like something big is coming, said Kyle.

After a few minutes, everybody was gathered in the hall to hear what Lincoln had to say. It had been a while since they had all gathered like that. Harley was met with a lot of surprised faces as not everyone was aware of her presence.

Being under the scrutiny of many eyes is shot right through her chest. Her mind raced all over the place like bees in a hive.

“Good afternoon everyone”, greeted Lincoln.

“Good afternoon alpha”, hundreds of voices synonymously replied.