Tyler's Pov
As I entered the school I didn't remove my hood because he or someone might see my bruises and think that something was wrong. Ashton kept eyes on me for the whole day, and by this I mean that he had me with him everywhere he went.
If he thought that I was going to reject my mate, he was dead wrong. I might be frail and fragile but I was not going to do something that I know is going to hurt me for the rest of my life. I didn't look or speak with Nate, although I could feel his eyes piercing my skin.
I walked straight pass him at my first class the next day, and took a seat right in the corner at the back and just sat there hoping no one would see me.
At lunch we sat down around the table and started eating lunch, "hey Tyler how was your day" asked Ashton then stared at me with an evil smirk on his face.
I don't know what came over me as I snapped at him, "none of you damn business!" he looked taken back for a moment before he went back to his normal expression.
"You know you must not talk to your alpha like that" he said as he stood up from his seat and before I could say anything he just slapped me across my face.
I stared at him with hatred and tears in my eyes. People just stood there watching, some even shaking their heads. I just ran out of the room crying.
I just couldn't take it anymore I ran to the pack house and took whatever clothes and shoes I had left and stole a duffel bag from Ashton's room and went to the kitchen as quiet as I could so that no one at the house would see me.
I took couple granola bars, chips, box drinks, biscuits and water. I went through the door at the back of the house and went straight through the woods.
I know it would me to be away from my mate but I just have to do this. If becoming a rogue is what it takes to get away from this mess, then that is exactly what I will do. I don't care if I live or die; I have nothing else to live for anyway.
I've been running for over five hours and my feet were getting tired as I reached the border line to Half Blood Pack which was two states away from my pack. I know that I would never dream about seeing them again. There was no way that I was going back.
I decided to rest under a huge oak tree. My stomach started to growl and I pulled out two granola bars and a box drink. I took off my clothes and shifted into my white wolf and curled up in a ball under the tree.
I began to sleep when suddenly a twig snapped and I heard a very masculine voice, "hey I smelled the scent coming from the border too." I stood up still in wolf form and began looking around.
"there it is!" shouted another voice, and out of nowhere two wolves jumped up in front of me, one golden brown and the other was pitch black.
They were moving closer towards me growling anger clear in their eyes as I took a step back until my back was against a tree.
One of the wolves stopped growling and looked stared at me carefully and I saw something passed through his eyes. Suddenly he shifted in front of me and he was looking very familiar.
Where have I seen him before? "Stand back" he ordered the other wolf with authority in his voice that only an Alpha could have.
I was a little bit confused at first, but that was before I realized that the wolf in front of me was my older brother Carlisle, who was six years older than me.
Oh and by the way I'm seventeen. I couldn't believe my eyes, I thought they were dead. I ran behind the tree and shifted and put on my clothes.
"Carlisle?" I asked tears forming in my eyes. "Tyler?" he said and I ran towards him and jumped into his arms crying as he hugged me back like his life depended on it.