Chapter 3| Escaping From the Hands of Opponent

I just woke up when I felt I was swaying in the air. My head is still hurting.

My eyes went wide open when I realized I was already inside the cage. It made me come back to my senses that I was under my mate and our pack facing a bloody war.

I looked around, and I saw two men holding the end of my cage to carry me. When one of them looked in my direction, I quickly shut my eyes to pretend I was asleep. He even hit the wooden stick on the cage as if he was assuring am still sleeping. When he received no response, I felt he didn't stare at me anymore, and they resumed walking.

I curiously peeked through my lashes to see the surroundings. I saw a group of werewolves lined up as if we were heading to a place that I didn't know. I rolled my eyes and looked for the man who turned out to be my mate. And there, I saw him in the front of the line, leading the pack. He was just seriously walking while his Beta, walking behind him, was on the right side.

As they walked further, the surroundings slowly became familiar to me. When I saw the white house that was severely damaged as if it was thrown with a bomb, a tear rolled down my cheek.

Our home…

I uttered those words inside my head and shut my eyes firmly, minding my own pain.

Seeing the house that I grew up with get destroyed broke me apart.

Suddenly, smoke and the awful smell lingered in my nostrils. I wanted to puke. It smelled like rotten eggs.

I peeked again through my lashes to see what it was, and this time, it horrified me at what I saw.

Hundreds of dead bodies were scattered everywhere. Soldiers, omegas, and even pups!

I felt my heart crushed to see our pack was all dead. It seemed no one was left alive in this kind of war. And the next body I saw made my heart sink in pain.

“George…” I whispered as I saw the lifeless body of my father hugging another dead body.

When I tried to find out who it was, I couldn’t hide my tears anymore. I sobbed.

I sat in my small cage and held the iron bars while looking at them.

“Catherine…” I called when I confirmed that the dead body that my father was hugging was my mother.

Thinking about their last breath, seeing how much they loved each other and how they suffered before they died, broke me into a million pieces. They fought for the pack and my life. I felt useless at this time because I couldn't help them to protect the pack.

The two men notice that I am awake. They just smirked at me when they saw how devastated I was. It seemed for them, it was the taste of their victory, seeing me hurting in agony.

The Great Red Moon Pack that my father cherished for a long time is gone.

After more minutes of walking, they stopped when we reached the border.

They put down the cage that I am in. As I looked in front, I saw they opened the gate. My eyes welcome me with the sight of a huge cage on the dump truck. They were pups and female werewolves inside, crying and begging for my life. 

It left me stunned.

I thought they killed them all. They left some of our men, and I bet they will enslave them.

“Put that woman inside!”

My attention shifted to my mate when I heard him command the two men near me.

They all bowed their heads in respect before turning their attention to me and opening my cage.

“Wait!” I protested when they started unlocking the cage.

“Wait! Where are you taking me?!” I protested when one of the men grabbed my injured right arm which made me wince in pain.

Instead of answering me, his grip tightened more as if he was trying to silence me.

“No! No! No!” I panic when he starts dragging me to the huge cage.

No! I should not have ended up like this. I need to find justice for our pack, Charles, and my parents!

I need to avenge their death. I need to bring down my mate’s pack to save the pups and female werewolves inside the cage.

What to do?! What to do?!

‘Run!’ my inner wolf exclaimed inside my head.

The man who held me quite loosened his grip because he was busy opening the huge cage.

At that moment, I took that opportunity to escape.

Without further ado, I gave all my strength to my right foot and kicked his balls. He quickly let go of me and held his manhood. He screamed in excruciating pain. He even kneeled, and a tear escaped from his eyes.

“FUUUCCCK!!!” he screamed.

I gulped hard as I started to run.

“Follow her!!!” I heard my mate’s voice, commanding his men to catch me as soon as possible.

I used all my strength to run as fast as I could. I gulped hard when I felt they kept following me inside of the woods that I entered.

I knew this place very well since this was my playground when I was six. I started hunting here at the age of twelve. My mother didn’t like it since it was only done by male werewolves. But, my father supported me since he wanted me to become strong and tough.

The group of werewolves had a hard time catching me since I entered the different routes that I know. 

After a minute, I already lost them.

I kept on running, and my mind told me I needed to avenge the death of my parents and our pack. I need a concrete plan to turn down my mate’s pack.

I stopped running when I already reached the end of the forest. I looked down and I saw how high the cliff was, which made my knees go jelly. At the bottom of the cliff was an ocean.

I flinched when I heard a rustling sound behind my back. When I turned around, I saw the blue-eyed man with long white hair. No other than my mate's Beta, Ivan.

“Don’t hurt me…” all the words escaped from my lips as I looked behind, seeing the cliff. 

I have nowhere to run.

His face had a blank expression but his eyes scream something.

He took a deep breath and shut his eyes for a second as if he was in deep thought. After a second, he looked at me again and I saw in his eyes that he had decided about something.

“Go,” he said, which made me left stunned for a second.

What did he say? Go? Is he allowing me to escape?

I asked at the back of my head.

When I saw he had no intention to catch me, I nodded my head and thanked him.

Before I ran, I froze, and I felt my neck get stiff when I heard a familiar voice right behind Ivan’s back.

“Gottcha.”

As I looked at who it was, I saw my mate, smirking while his golden eyes screamed no mercy.

“Any last words before I bring you to my pack as one of my slaves?” he asked and got one stick of cigarette in his pocket. He lit it and put it on his lips. He blew the smoke in the air as he waited for an answer.

He even offered Ivan a cigar but Ivan politely declined. He lowered his head and did not make any contact with me. As if he was afraid to be caught because he tried to help me.

“None?” he asked when he received nothing from me.

“Okay,” he shortly said and nodded. He started to walk closer to me.

“By the way, my name is Vincent Miller. Nice to meet you, mate. Be ready,” he introduced himself and smirked evilly.

At this time, I panic.

No… No…No… I need to escape… I need to escape….

I said repeatedly at the back of my head.

I was taking a step backward as he walked closer to me. I looked behind my back. I know one more step, I’m on the edge of the cliff.

I heard Vincent chuckle when I stopped taking a step backward. Because if I did, I would fall.

“Why did you stop? Go, take a step backward,” he mocked and chuckled in amusement.

I gritted my teeth due to his arrogance.

“I know you can’t. You are afraid of dying so you will gonna choose to become a slave,” he concluded as if he intentionally hitting my pride.

“The only daughter of George Williams of the great Red Moon Pack will be one of my slaves,” he said and laughed evilly.

I would never show this man that the daughter of George Williams is pathetic. I would never let myself become one of his slaves. I should give glory to my father by not letting myself be abused and slaved by others.

If dying is much better than being a slave, let it be.

Before he finally caught me, I saw his eyes widen as if he read what was running in my mind.

I smirked at him before turning around and jumping into the cliff.