LEAVING THE PACK FOR GOOD

Ayla

It was early in the morning.

I’m not sure how many hours I spent crawled up in this exact position in my little quilt bed crying. My eyes hurt, my nose was puffy my throat ached. But nothing could beat the pain in my heart. It felt like there was a hole there, that my heart was ripped out of my chest and stomped on continuously.

I thought that I knew what true agony was all these years, being hated by the pack after presenting as an Omega, losing all my friends, losing the love of my parents and everything I ever had. Nothing had ever prepared me for the agony of a broken bond. The stories never prepared me for a broken heart.

“All will be well little one” my wolf said trying to comfort me although I could still hear the hurt in her own voice. I later found out that her mane was Valkyrie and she had always been with me, dormant, waiting for the right time to be awakened.

Turns out that my mate rejected me, before I could even share the news with the pack, or prove myself. Thinking of that I was thrown back into another round of tears. If only I wasn’t such a weak, pathetic stupid Omega then maybe just maybe he wouldn’t have tossed me away like this, like the bond meant completely nothing.

“Do not talk about yourself that way little one, the moon goddess has plans for you” Valkyrie said and I scoffed yeah right, if the moon goddess really had good plans for me she would have given me a mate that would love me.

I had to leave here. I had truly had nothing left here. No one would miss me anyways. Before, I was willing to stay here to endure it all just so I could find my mate, to find that love which was so beautiful like the ones I read in fairytales. Fairytales that I now know didn’t exist.

Some people just didn’t get happy endings. I couldn’t be able to do it, to stay here with the pain, the humiliation watching my mate with someone else being reminded every day of my life that I was so unlovable. I would rather live my life as a rogue than spend a single other day in such a pack. The pack that didn’t care for people and treated them wrongly just because of their ranking.

“Let’s leave here little one” my wolf concurred.

I got to work packing what little I could call my belongings in a ratty duffel bag. I didn’t have much or anything of reasonable value except my fairytale book, it was the most important thing to me. I stared long and hard at the book but I couldn’t bring myself to throw away the only thing that I had with me during hard times. I knew every story in the book like the back of hand. I slipped it into my duffel bag and I was ready to go.

This was it I was leaving, no backup, and no food, no nothing. Not even the tiniest bit of assurance that I would not die out there in the wild. I crept down the stairs. Today was perfect, as a result of the event, all of the pack members were passed out cold from the alcohol. All I had to do was dodge the few warriors that were on night patrol. I just had to get across the border and then server my bond from the pack. They wouldn’t be able to drag me back then, I would officially become a rogue.

I crept past the yard trying my hardest not to make a sound. I stepped on a dead branch, causing a sound. I ducked before they could turn and see me.

“Did you hear that Aloysius?” one of the warriors on patrol asked and the other one shook his head “it’s probably nothing”.

I placed a hand on my chest to calm my erratically beating heart. That was so close. I counted to ten and made a run for it. I pushed my heart farther than I had ever done. I heard footsteps behind me “Stop!!” I pushed myself even harder, I had to get away from here. If these warriors got a hold of me I could get execute for treason. The footsteps thumped heavily behind me, this was it, and I was so close to giving up.

“Let me little one” Valkyrie said and I felt light. I was in my body but I felt like I was only a spectator, watching from the front row seat in my mind. I heard them shift behind me and Valkyrie only went faster, she was amazing.

The borders of the pack came into view. She pushed herself faster and soon we crossed the pack boarders. “I Ayla Stable cut off all ties with the Blood Fang pack!” I growled out with such conviction. In that moment could feel the link I had to the pack breaking, cutting off and I felt free, like a weight was lifted off my shoulder. I was now a rogue.

The adrenaline I felt earlier came crashing down. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. It’s just that I was so angry. I was sad ad devastated. “Stupid! Stupid!” I repeated over and over hitting my head. I was an omega rogue out in the wild with a plan for survival. I didn’t even have any food or water, where would I sleep?

“All will be well little one” Valkyrie said. I flinched at the sound of a deer running through the bushes. “Everything is ok” I said to myself and began moving forward. I had to find little bit of shelter before everywhere got dark.

Evening was fast approaching and I hadn’t made any progress my feet ached and I was extremely thirsty. “I think hear running water” Valkyrie “that’s right” I sad suddenly following the sound of the water, there was hope. I’d have a drink and figure out what to do later.

I got to the source of the water. It was a little stream. I bent down and scooped some of the water into my palm before gulping it down, letting the refreshing liquid cool my throat.

“What do we do Val?” I asked. Suddenly feeling sorry that she was paired with someone like me. “Stop it” she said “the moon goddess has a reason for doing everything”. Oh how swell.