Saving My Pack, For Better Or Worse
704 Words
{Maybelle}
" Sweetheart" Scott speaks slowly, seemingly lavishing in my fear. "If you come with me right now, I will let your pathetic pack continue living freely."
My heart stopped, for only a second. My pack could be saved. But in doing so, I loose my own freedom. I glance around at my surroundings, the trio is watching very intently, I can feel other wolves in the shadows, lurking. Watching. Or maybe waiting for orders.
"Okay. okay. " I raise my hands carefully in surrender. "I will come willingly as long as you promise to leave them alone. My name is Maybelle." I say cautiously, a few stray tears spill against my will. Scott reaches out and I flinch. Slowly, he reaches for my face, wiping away the traitor tears.
"Maybelle." he whispers gently, a small smile showing of his face. I shiver, hating that I love the way he said my name. "I will make this one promise to you, okay?" he whispered before snapping at the trio behind him.
They all shift simultaneously, grabbing bags from the treeline. We must be on their side of the border. One of the men bring some clothes over to Scott.
"Here" he says gently, holding out a very large dark blue sweater, probably meant for his muscular frame. I take it cautiously, grateful to be able to cover up my body. After his pants are on, Scott reaches out and takes my hand and pulls me to his side before I can object.
We walk for a couple miles in heavy silence. Its so quiet that I almost forget about the events that have taken place. My Alpha abandoned me, my home was sent ablaze, and the person responsible for my parents death is none other than my mate.
"Calypso? " I ask, wondering why shes so quiet.
"Yeah?" she lifts her her head.
"Whats going on? You have hardly said anything to me and I'm worried about the pack, and the one we are going to right now." I stress feverly.
She whimpers softly over my worry for our home "I know May. I don't know whats going to happen. the pact ties feel so weak. the farther we walk to smaller it feels. I have longed for my mate for ever, and you cannot deny you have too. let's just go by ear." Her words worry me, and she isn't wrong. I hoped I would find my fated mate my whole life, but I never thought it would be the man responsible for me losing my parents.
I look up at the giant next to me (maybe he looks giant because I'm so small?) and take a deep breath to gather my courage.
As if he can sense my tension, he looks down at me "What is it Maybelle?" he asks with furrowed brows.
"W-well, umm." I draw in another breath. "What is going to happen from here?" I ask nervously
He chuckles softly at my nerves. " Well little pet. When we get to my pack, just another mile ahead, I will announce you as my Luna. And then I will take you into our home and claim you ferociously." He whispers, licking his lips slightly, making my knees quiver. The thought alone makes Calypso perk her ears. Seriously.
Shaking my head at her I focus back on Scott. "And, um, what am I to call you? Alpha Scott? Scott? Scottie?" I list off options, hoping I don't anger him.
"You can call me whatever you please pet." He states calmly, looking at me once more before adding "You have nothing to fear. This pack may be prickly but we are not evil. you need not fear me. I would never dare to hurt you." He said with pure calm, letting it rush over my senses, slowing my rapid heart.
I look up at him with worry "Would you be okay with us talking be-before you claim me?" I stutter out nervously, causing him to burts out laughing. The loud, music like laugh was so sudden it made me jump a little.
"Of course we can pet" he manages to say after he catches his breath. What on earth is so funny?
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