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Chapter 3: The Rescue

Author: Mercy Babe
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-19 03:03:44

'You better leave while you can, Dick', Beta Troy said. 'My Alpha is on his way and you don't want him to meet you here. Are you in a condition to duel with him?'

Alpha Dick knew he soke the truth. 'This isn't over', he said as he leapt away. 'I shall make you pay for this humiliation, both of you!'

Beta Troy watched him leap away and then faced the helpless girl on the ground. 'Are you okay?' he asked, going to her and covering her body with his jacket.

'I... I guess so', she replied, an uncertain smile on her face as he helps her up.

'Can you walk?' Troy asked as Diana stood still leaning on him. She nodded.

'Thank you for saving me just now', she said, looking him intently on the eye.

'That was nothing', he replied. 'Anyone in my position would have done the same thing', he said, brushing it off.

'I don't think so', she replied, seriously. 'but thanks, all the same'.

'Where are you from?' he asked and in the same breath, 'where are you going?'

Oh no! she thought in alarm. 'I...' she started and swooned. He caught her and looked at her anxiously, wondering what she must have gone through before he had come to her rescue. Poor she - wolf, he thought.

'That's it', he said, carrying her. 'I'm taking you to the doctor's!'

'I will feel safer in your house', she murmured, her eyes dizzy. He looked at her suspiciously. 'That rogue... did threaten to get back at me... he might come to the hos.. pital and fi..nish me off', she explained, exhaustion clearly written all over her.

He admitted to himself that she had a point and nodded, wondering how he could have suspected such a helpless young female. She has gone through a lot from those rogues, he thought in sympathy..

' Your Alpha ', she whispered tiredly. 'Didn't you say just now, that he was coming?'

'That was just a ruse to make those rogues run away!' he said and she smiled gratefully.

'Or were you looking forward to seeing him?' he asked. 'Is he the person you cane to see?' he asked curiously.

'Oh no!' she replied hastily. 'Just didn't know you were deceiving them into quitting', she said still feigning exhaustion. 'Your aura is like that of an Alpha and I thought you might be the Alpha.

He nodded in understanding, surprised she was as perceptive as that. then carried her to his house and sent for the Pack's doctor who administered drugs to her. 'Luckily, her injuries are not very serious but she still needs to rest for some days', he said.

'Thank you, doctor Martins', Troy said as the doctor left after a curt bow.

Troy looked at her and saw her eyes dropping. 'You rest!', Troy ordered, not sure she heard him, because he could already hear her gentle breathing. 'I'll just go and inform the Alpha about your presence here, in the Blood Moon Pack', he said and left.

Diana's' eyes fluttered open as soon as she heard the door shut behind him. She shut her eyes and communicated with her Beta through mind link. 'Sabrina, I am in', she said.

'Oh,, thank goodness', Sabrina replied. 'I was so worried but didn't want to distract you in case you are in the middle of something violent,'.

'I was in the middle of something violent of course', Alpha Diana answered. 'But the good news is that I still managed to keep my identity a secret and I have located the person I came for and I'm not sure but I feel that he is more than he let's on'.

'What do you mean, Diana?' her Beta asked. They were best friends and sometimes, Sabrina called her by her first name.

'I mean there is more to him that meets the eye. I can sense it but I don't know what it is yet but I intend to fins out!' she vowed.

'Be careful and not lose focus', Sabrina advised. 'The main thing is completing your mission and returning to the pack, before your subjects or our enemies detect you are not around'.

'Rest assured, my main focus is completing the mission for which I set out but finding out who he really is will also help me complete my mission, how else can I help him effectively if I don't get to know him better?'

'Alright, you're the boss', Sabrina said, in surrender and Diana smiled because she could picture her shrugging.

She heard him coming back and quickly laid back on the bed and shut her eyes, pretending to be asleep. She had pictured this meeting for so long, practicing what she was going to say to him but now, faced with the situation, she just didn't know how to go about it.

Beta Troy came back in and sat on a chair close to the bed. He looked at her and standing felt her temperature. 'Thank goodness, she isn't running temperature', he thought aloud. He stood again and went into the kitchen and made booth for her. He brought it in a dish and Diana could not continue pretending she was asleep when the aroma of the broth got to her. She stirred and stretched.

'You are awake, good!' he said, picking the dish of booth he had brought into the room and started stirring it. 'Wake up and get something into your stomach', he continued. 'I doubt you have had anything to eat since morning at least'.

Diana needed no second prompting as she sat up without hesitation.

'Easy', Troy said, 'You shall have as much as you want. There is still more than enough in the pot', he said smiling knowingly. He wondered if she had really eaten before embarking on this journey. He recalled that she had not really told him where she had been headed before she was attacked.

He fed her two spoon full but she became self conscious thinking that she was burdening him than helping him as she had intended.

'I can feed myself', she protested, coyly. 'You dont have to fed me. I was injured, not paralyzed or immobilized', she smiled to remove the bite from her words. Hurting him even with her words was not her intension at all.

'Good!' he said. 'Make sure you finish it', he said, about to get up when a question he wanted answers to flashed through his mind.

'Where did you say you came from again and where you going?'

'Well er...', she started, thinking Oh, damn! She had not prepared herself for this but she had to brave it out. 'Well, I normally wouldn't tell anyone where I was going because it is too dangerous but you have helped me alot today and I guess the least I can do is tell you that much', she said as she racked her brains for the name of a pack that was far away and which would not arouse any suspicion. 'I was going to the Crescent Moon Pack', she said. Then bent her head and continued drinking her booth.

'And you are from what Pack?' he insisted.

Diana decided to tell him the truth this time. There will be no need for him to come looking for me in the pack she thought as she replied, 'I am from the Twilight Pack. I work there as a kitchen maid'.

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