Rogue Mate

My name is Bella, I have no last name because I am a rouge. I always have been. My parents were both rouges until the leader of our pack had them killed when I was just 13. I am now 18 and I am ready to leave. The rouge life is not one I want to be apart of. The stealing, the killing and the attacking is something I refuse to do. From what I understand, packs work hard for their territory. The alphas work hard and take care of their pack members. Why would we take something someone else has worked so hard for when they really don’t want it. I no longer want to be this life. I want to belong to a pack. Be a member of something. Stop running. Today has started out as any other day. Wake up, pack up and move, but this time I won’t be going with them. I will sneak off while our leader is not looking. Our leader is a ruthless wolf. He is hardly ever in human form. No one knows his name; he is just a leader to us, and we are just a means to an end to him. He kills with no motive other than to kill. I know the hardest part is going to be to get away from him. I stayed at the back of the pack, by myself. Our leader is, of course, leading the pack. We are walking through a forest somewhere in Maine. The forest is so thick its hard to see each person in the pack. We are all in human form, all of us but the leader. There are about 35 of us together. This will make it easier for me to sneak away. I begin to slow my pace until I am a good distance from the others. I kept slowing down until I could no longer see who was just in front of me. I stop. This is it… If anyone was going to notice, I was gone, it would be now. I continued to wait where I stopped for a few more minutes. No one has turned to come back for me. I did it. I finally did it! I am on my own an away from him and those Goddess' awful wolves. My wolf Sasha is lying at the back of my mind. Her ears are perked up on alert, but her tail is beginning to wag in excitement. She hated those people and the things they did. She retreated to the back of my mind months ago when the leader made me watch him kill an alpha, his mate and their 2 children just because I refused to be part of the attack on their pack. The beating I got for the tears that escaped me that day was like nothing I had ever gotten before. None of that matters now, because now, I am free from him. “What are you doing?” I heard a deep voice say behind me. I don’t have to look, I know who it is. Its him. The leader. I decided in that moment, right there, I would leave, or I would die. I will not go back. “I am leaving. I am a rouge and I do not belong to no one.” I speak. Trying to hide any fear that may be in my voice. I hear him give a menacing laugh. “You’re not leaving. For each an everyone of you are alive because of me! I own all of you! If you want to leave. Then run little wolf. If you can outrun me, then you can leave.” I can hear the smirk that lays smugly on his face. He wants me to run. He wants the chase.  If it is a chase, he wants a chase he will get. I know my wolf is not fast. I’m malnourished, an underweight. I know he will catch me within a few feet an ill only gain those few feet because he allowed it. Where is my pen, because I’m signing my own death certificate. I take off running. I don’t look back to see if he is chasing me, I know he is from the laugh the erupted from him and the sound of him shifting into his wolf. I push my self as fast as I can go. I feel my wolf come forth. She is prepared to die or get away to. For the first time in months, I let her take over and shift. My wolf is a beautiful all grey wolf She is smaller in size, me being underweight doesn’t help that. The morning sunrise hits her fur, and it almost shines in the light.  I hear her let out a hopeful howl. I howl for help for whatever pack may be nearby. Maybe just maybe there is some help for her. Before she can get her howl all the way out something pounces on our back, and we hit the ground hard. Sasha is weak. As she tries to stand back up, she is kicked hard in the back legs. One is broken for sure. I can see the leader’s wolf. He is an all-back wolf with black eyes. You can see the real evil in his eyes. He is circling us now. As my vision begins to go in and out, I hear him shift back into human form. “That’s enough little wolf. Have you learned your lesson?” I lay there on the ground. I will not go back. I will not go back. I. Will. Not. “Alight, come on let’s go.” He finishes. Satisfied with himself. I. will. Not. Go. Back. I push my self forward, as Sasha and I began to get back on our feet. Not looking back. We are getting away or we are dying. I am fighting with the devil. I know this. We begin to limp in the opposite direction. Trying, pushing to get away from him, in any way we can. “You still want to play this? Okay. Just know, when I kill you, your worthless body will stay where you lay.” I hear him shift. -Sasha, hurry. - We are going to die Bell. - Sash I am sorry. I couldn’t live this life anymore I can hear him walking towards me. There was no need to run, I was barely walking anyways. He could catch me without running. -Its okay. I would rather die, then to be led by him any longer. He has no honor; he is just a murderer. - I love you, Sasha. I felt him kick the other side of me. Pushing me to the ground. Sasha retreated into my mind. I shifted back to human form. Naked for him to see. Let whatever happen, happen. I just prayed that it be quick. His wolf towered over me. He stood on all fours at least 7 to 8 foot tall. An me in human form was a whooping 4 foot 11. I laid face first into the ground waiting for whatever he was going to do happen. “I am not going to make this easy for you, but I will make an example out of you. I am going to beat u until you are so close to death you are asking me to break your neck. Then I will leave u here. To die alone.” And he began. With no hesitation. One. Two. Three kicks to the ribs. I screamed in pain, and he laughed and began more. He stepped on my outstretched hand until bones cracked. Sasha was gone now. I was glad. She didn’t need to feel this kind of pain. My screams made him go harder. He was now beating me life his life depended on it. Finally, I could no longer scream. My vision was blurred, a darkness began to take over. This is it. I’m finally dying. I pray that death is sweet and peaceful. I pray it is everything that I’ve always heard it was. The beating stops. I don’t know how long he beat me, it felt like hours. The sun was now below the treetops and was shining between the bottoms of the trees. I could feel the darkness creeping closer with each breath I would take. I could hear his footsteps leaving me. I let my eyes close and let the darkness consume me.