CLAIMED BY THE LYCAN

Episode 7

MY ROAD TO DEATH

LIZA’S POV

I looked Lycan Ryder in his eyes, unsure he was certain about his decision and his eyes said that his statement was law and his decision final. Although I could read his eyes and saw that he was sad for a split moment, almost like he was sorry but he immediately masked it up with a bored, tired and stoic look. I scoffed. So much for the ‘You are my mate’ he was ringing in my ears earlier. He has clearly chosen his people over me, what did I expect? He was a king after all.

“Take her away! Out with the cursed! Away with the trash!” rang through the room as those present jeered in happiness, glad to see the downfall of yet another omega.

“You heard the people, take her away,” Lycan Ryder said to the guards, emotionless as they approached me. I knew fighting was useless and so was begging, so, I simply looked at him, disappointed.

“You have done well Lycan,” Gamma Julian said, stood up, lifted his arms and shouted, “All hail the Lycan!”

“All hail the Lycan!” others chanted, following suite.

I allowed two guards drag me as another led the way. They did not even spare me the chance of going back to my room in the inn to take my belongings. They immediately led me to the borders of the Pack where I was meant to cross and never return. The two guards who dragged me by both arms turned and started leaving and the one that led the way quickly slid a slip of paper into my hand, urged me to keep going, then he followed them back.

As I crossed the borders, I instantly knew I was in a different territory. The aura was different, the breeze was different and the woods smelt different. My wolf felt tense, sensing danger but I shoved it, telling myself that I was probably just overthinking. I sighed and breathed in, trying to summon courage to face the next thing life had in store for me.

If anything, being a cursed omega has taught me to have a survival instinct and to adapt but still, I wished Lycan Ryder had stood his ground and fought for us. Flashes of last night event ran through my mind and I shed a tear, I felt used and discarded, I felt like a w***e, a quick f**k. I cannot believe I lost my virginity to him. As I used the back of my hands to wipe away my tears, I saw the piece of paper the guard had slid into my hand, I opened it and read out loud.

“My darling, I am sorry about my actions and I hope you understand my reason behind it one day. Head north and meet my trusted friend, Arthur. Do not disclose your curse to him as I look for a way to destroy the curse. I will come visiting soon. Remember, head north. With Love, Ryder.”

I smiled a little at his gesture. I was still pissed at him and did not see any understandable reason why he would banish me but that was irrelevant right now. I still had the lingering feeling that where I stood was dangerous and I needed to leave for my safety.

Head north, he said. I looked to my left and right and saw two routes leading to destinations I had no clue about. Where is north? I asked myself, confused as to what route to take. How did he expect me to know north? Ever since I entered the Pack, I had not had a reason to leave, so I did not. How am I supposed to know where north was?

Just as I was busy contemplating what route to take, I noticed a figure move behind me. Oh Goddess! I was being trailed. I immediately followed the left route and started walking hastily and something at the back of my mind told me that I was being followed but I dare not look behind. I became scared of what might happen to me if I looked back and even when I thought I was just overreacting, the person’s footsteps confirmed my suspicion. So, I started running.

“Wait! Hold on!” the person said behind me but I was not so stupid. I was not ready to die, not like this. My instinct told me that someone was sent to kill me and there was no way I was going to allow that, at least not without a fight.

“Please, I won’t harm you,” he said loudly

“Tell that to the birds,” I answered, still running for my dare life, certain that he could not be trusted. Who is he and what does he want with me? Who tells someone that they are not going to hurt them while still chasing them?

“I am here to help you, trust me,” he called out, still chasing me. Trust him? I don’t even know him. Why will I trust him and why will he be here to help me?

“I don’t need your help. Just leave me alone!” I exclaimed as I turned around for bit.

I noticed he was well built and looked strong, like a guard who has missed no day in training and it dawned on me that he was not putting an effort to catch me. Was this a joke? It gave me more reason to run faster and escape whoever he was. I took a U-turn and gave running my best, disregarding the fact that I was a panting mess.

“Wait! You are taking the wrong path!” he exclaimed loudly. I would rather take a wrong path than a right path with him. I kept running and noticed that he was not on my trail but it didn’t stop me from running. It is better to give him a long gap than to relax, feeling like he would not catch up.

Why was this happening to me? Why was I even born into this cursed world? I did not ask to be cursed. All I desired was to live a quiet and peaceful life. Why did I not just let Mr. Alfred have his way? At least I would still have a life and a roof over my head than this; my road to death.

I kept running, looked back and noticed that his figure resurfaced and just as I was about to take the next step, I slip over a log of wood, tumbled severally and hit my head on a wood. My eyes became blurry as I noticed the man standing at the top of the hill.

“There you are,” he said as he smiled weirdly.

Oh Goddess! I’m dead.