Fated to the promise

Clark P.O.V- Dream -Run! Just run Clark! You need to get away – I kept repeating in my head over and over again. I knew that they were out there and that I would likely meet the same fate as the rest of my pack … death! No! No! No! They were getting closer. I did the first thing my father taught me ever since I was able to walk, always run in a non-straight line, this will confuse anything that might be chasing you. I gave one last look behind me before all of a sudden I stumbled into something hard, making me fall down to the ground- End of dream -I woke up in a pool of my own sweat, panting and desperately needing air to infiltrate my lungs. I clutched the blanket and furiously looked around myself. Where was I? That was when it finally hit me – I was supposed to be in my safe heaven. “Took you long enough” I heard a rough voice say next to me, making me jump up into a defensive stance. I looked back at the most handsome wolf I have ever seen. He had a powerful aura basically be

Clark P.O.V I managed to dry off and get out of the bath. I was completely furious that Rowan just let it seem like this was a duty and that it meant nothing. At least it meant something to me … it was my virginity for goddess's sakes! I paced up and down in my room. “Fuck that!” I said to myself. I got dressed, put on my shoes and readied myself to get out of here. If he wanted to keep me here as a prisoner, then that would be too bad for him, because I didn’t take light to taking orders. I quickly took my phone off the nightstand and opened the door, seemingly pleased that this time Rowan was not there in front waiting for me. I quickly closed the door behind me and walked down the corridor, down the stairs and out of the packhouse. I smiled as the fresh air hit me in an instant. This was what I needed. I walked in the direction of the forest, needing to find the quickest way to get to my packlands. Before I even managed to get a few yards away from the packhouse, I heard the voice