Release Me (On Hold)

Chapter 8

Thank you to all my readers for working with me, I know this update is very overdue. I have so much going on right now, with getting married in March, and I'm having a baby in July so I'm pretty busy. I'll try to update more as soon as I can. 

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“Olivia!” I screamed, my voice felt rusty as if I haven’t used it in so long. I screamed her name over and over, I never even looked at the person holding me back, the person who didn’t let me save my only sister. “Come back! Don’t go in there!” 

It was pointless, she wasn’t going to turn around. She wasn’t going to look at me, but something shifted, the nightmares I normally had always ended with her walking into the fire, but this time it was like someone hit pause on my memory. The house moved so it was behind me, I could still hear my own screams and feel the heat of the burning fire but I wasn’t watching it. In the distance there was a man, in all black. He stood far away so he was almost missed by the crowd of people who were watching. Bodies laid around, dead from the war we had just gone through. 

I felt as if I knew him, I knew he knew I was staring at him because when he’s black eyeless socks looked at me, I screamed and sat up so fast in bed.

 I wasn’t struggling around blankets but instead arms. I stopped moving for a second, blinking my eyes at the new nightmare I had about the guy, why did he seem familiar? I had never seen him before. Never once had I seen that night different. 

“Are you alright?” Killian asked me when I had relaxed. I must have been screaming again. 

I made a sign for writing so he knew to get my notebook. He just sighed and reached over to the nightstand to bring me my notebook. 

I had another nightmare. I want to see my brother. I wrote. 

“I don’t know if that’ll be possible.” Killian tells me. 

It’s important I need to speak with him. 

Killian stares at me for a good moment, but I couldn’t look back at him. My mind was spinning, I needed to talk to Isaiah about what I had just seen, had someone murdered my parents? Or was there something darker about their deaths than I knew? I knew the field dream was different, I’ve never been there before either. 

“Let me see what I can do.” Killian finally says after a moment. I just nodded at him. My mind is still on the eyeless man from my dream. 

I spent the rest of the morning in my room, I couldn’t stop pacing the room. I was glad I wasn’t sharing the same room as Killian. I knew he had spent nights here because it smelled like him, but he wasn’t pushing me to actually get to know him or be part of his life, not yet at least. I knew we would have to someday, as I am supposed to be with him forever. I just wasn’t ready. I knew if he knew what was wrong with my family history he would be in danger or he would go to the High Court. 

He would legally have to turn us in, or they would kill him also for hiding us. Killian doesn’t come back to talk to me, and I’m running out of time. I’m actually forgetting my nightmare which never happens. I opened up the small window in the room, it didn’t look like a far drop from the ground. If I landed right I wouldn’t actually break my ankle probably just hurt it. 

I really didn’t want to sit around waiting for Killian to make plans with my brother, I needed to speak with him, plus I really wanted to know what had happened to my son.  In the end I decided to seek out the window, halfway down I regretted my decision but I couldn’t stop myself so I ended with a broken ankle, trying not to scream to let anyone know I jumped out a three story building. I didn’t want anyone to tell Killian I was running, I knew if I could just find the pack line I could cross into my old pack - or was it still my pack because I hadn’t been claimed by Killian’s pack yet? - hopefully they didn’t kill me. 

Even with my fast healing I wouldn’t be able to walk on it for a moment, if I’d been human I probably would have died. Or broken more than just one of my ankles, I sat on the ground for a moment trying to figure out how far this pack ran, how big it was. My pack was about 20 miles all for ways, so how big was Killian’s? I wonder if I should shift and run in my wolf form but I wasn’t sure if it was safe. My wolf was different from any other werewolf. 

I needed to get out of here fast so I decided to shift, I still didn’t know where I was going but I kept straight. The worst I could do is end up somewhere else, I could possibly explain that I was lost and needed to get home. 

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After running for however long I made it to the right side of my pack, I didn’t know what Isaiah was doing, I knew I could possibly appear into his office, but it was risky not knowing if he was alone or not. It was also risky not knowing if someone was around, because I couldn’t be bothered when I tried to move from one place to the next. I could get split in half not doing it right. 

I began to walk into familiar grounds, I hadn’t been gone for long but I felt like it was longer than that. I looked for the trees that I knew had clothes in them because it was getting dark, and I didn’t want to be butt ass naked in the middle of nowhere in the dark. 

I was glad when I found one of the trees. Isaiah had hidden clothes, we had put out a lot of random clothes for each other, though Isaiah couldn’t shift without me. We both set out clothes in case we got lost. That way we could be clothed when we met up again. I did not want to see my brother naked, ew no, I don’t care if we are werewolves and nakedness doesn’t bother us. He was still my brother. 

After putting on pants, a wolf growled at me. He’d come out of nowhere and stood 5 feet tall and was gray, I rolled my eyes at his deathly growls. I just waved to him, knowing he’d know who I was in a few minutes. I moved my hair out of my face, and he walked behind a tree. 

“Jaclyn?” My brother’s Beta asked me. 

Oh hey, I’m looking for Isaiah. I signed. Isaiah made it a rule that anyone who talked to me must know sign language, or don’t bother speaking to me. 

“What are you doing here?” He asked me. “Does Isaiah know you're here? Does your mate? Are you hurt?” 

What’s with all the questions? Can I just see Isaiah? 

“Very well, I’ll let him know you're here.” 

Lovely. 

I didn’t mind him telling Isaiah I was here, I was going to see my son before I bothered talking to him, now that I was here so close to home I couldn’t wait to see my baby or hold him. Maybe I could tell Killian I wouldn’t go back with him until I could bring Raphael with me. Even though I knew I had to talk to Isaiah first. 

“Where are you going?” He asked me, grabbing my arm when I tried to walk to my home. 

I’m going to see my son first. 

“I can’t let you do that.” 

Why not? 

“Isaiah needs to see you right away.” 

He can wait a few moments. I've been away from my baby way too long. 

“I know you must miss him but I think it would be better if you talked to Isaiah first.” 

I didn’t say anything, I guess Isaiah really needed to see me. I bet you he wanted to yell at me because Killian probably called to say I had run away. Well if he’d listened to me I wouldn’t have to jackass. I don’t care, my family comes first. 

We knock on Isaiah’s office door, I walk into the room he was sitting at his desk. “Jaclyn, thank god your okay.” 

I want to see my baby, now Isaiah why can’t I?

“Don’t get mad.” Isaiah tells me, making me sit in a chair. 

What’s wrong?

“He’s down in the prison cells.” Isaiah tells me.