Chapter Two

Nora's POV

“Help!” I cried into the pack's link, as I ran through the forest, heading towards the pack.

My paws dug through the dirt as I weaved through trees with my mate on my back.

Running with a one hundred pound human was tasking my small wolf, and even with added strength I could feel myself getting tired by the second.

Heavy footsteps pounded the dirt from behind me, howls from the five rogues still hot on my tail.

Dragging my mate out of a body heap with my twig-like hands was a chore, and somehow I had been lucky enough to hide, inching away till I could shift.

Blood tickled down my fur, the wind carrying the scent and giving away our locations.

No matter how fast I ran, or how much distance I covered, my mates scent still lured them in.

I had no idea why these rogues were relentless, but I'd be damned if I let them catch me without a fight.

With my heart racing wildly, I pressed on, exhaustion flaring in my bones, but I refused to stop even for a second.

The thought of dying here along with my mate when we haven't even done anything together scared me, so I screamed more into the pack's mind.

I knew they could hear me, but chose to ignore me.

A screaming omega in the link might be considered a prank, or a bitch in heat seeking attention.

That's the fucking prejudice amount werewolves.

To them, my screams were irrelevant, but I so badly wanted their help now.

Tears welled up my eyes, and I blinked them away running, even as the tears blurred my vision.

“Please, anyone. Please respond.” I cried desperately, Jada's pitiful whines mixed with mine.

I could hear the rogues closer now, their smug howls ripping through the air as I realized cruelly they were toying with me.

Like a fucking prey.

The thought burned, and I wished to growl at them, but I didn't dare look back.

I was scared.

Although I had trained a lot, it still didn't compare to this.

I was about to lose hope when I heard a voice response.

“What the fuck is it omega, you keep disrupting our peace!” The voice scolded me, and I have never been so happy to be scolded before.

My wolf and I cheered, thankful someone had replied, and it was the head warrior of our pack.

Ignoring the irritation in his voice, I hastily replied. “Rogues! There are rogues outside the borders, five of them, and hot on my tail!”

“What were you doing outside pack grounds omega? It was strictly forbidden for anyone to leave without permission.” He growled, and I could almost imagine the dark look on the head warrior's face.

I whimpered, my head going blank and loss for worse.

Can't this interrogation be put for later? I wanted to scream, but I knew that would piss them off.

Despite the danger I was in, I bet none of them cared.

Why would they?

“Please head warrior Brian, I am approaching the pack's border, with five male rogues hot on my tail. I need assistance before they breach the perimeters.”

He went silent for a while, and I feared for the worst thinking he might have chosen to ignore me like the rest, until I heard his voice again.

“Head towards the pack's entrance, the rest of the warriors would be out waiting for you, but remember omega, you will be severely punished for stressing us.”

“Yes head warrior.” I answered lightly, thankful I had gotten help.

Knowing I was somewhat saved, I pushed myself to run faster.

The run back to my pack had never been this long in my entire life, but the more we got closer to the border, the rogues suddenly started attacking me.

It was like they knew what awaited them was death, and like the rogues they were, they started to nick me by the side.

I tried fending them off, sending a snarl their way while trying to protect my mate still on my back.

At first, I could hold on but then they started to target my mate, and that made me restless.

I felt fresh hot blood, gush from my mate, before a rogue ripped me over, sending us both toppling to the ground.

A pained yowl left my lips, but I hastened to my feet, rushing to protect my mate before anything else.

I stood over his body, growling threateningly at them.

From our wolf size alone, I was no match for them, but I still held my ground lucky enough I had reached the pack's entrance.

Just as the rogues were about to attack, two large wolves suddenly sprang out, tackling two of the rogues and taking the remaining three rogues by surprise.

Four other wolves from my back spring out, and a full one sided massacre plays out in front of me.

I watched as the head warrior's wolf tore through a rogue with ease, blood coating his skin and dripping down his mouth.

All it took was ten seconds, and those rogues were now nothing but heaps of blood and flesh.

My stomach churn, wanting to empty itself, but I couldn't.

I didn't dare.

Slowly, the head warrior Brian turned to me, his deep molten grey eyes flickering as his huge brown wolf towered over my silver one.

“What is the meaning of this omega, how dare you ignore pack laws, and put the rest of our pack members in danger?!” He snarled, his eyes flashing menacingly, he looked ready to tear me apart.

I lowered my head, a whine escaping my throat as I bared my neck in submission not wanting to cause more harm than necessary.

The air was tense between us, silence filling the air making me dare not breathe until a curious warrior walked up to my naked mate.

“Who is this?”

His question sparked instant reactions, heads turning to study my mate's mangled form.

“Great, she not only puts the pack in danger, but also brings in a stray.”

“How can the former ‘s alpha daughter be this much of a disappointment?”

“Omega, care to explain who this is?” Warrior Brian slowly growled.

I choked, feeling the answer get caught in my throat.

I felt compelled to tell them he was my mate, but something told me it was a bad idea.

It was unheard of, an alpha and an omega being paired with each other.

It was absurd!

What would they do to me if they found out?

Seeing as I failed to respond, the head warrior snarled angrily. “Since you don't want to talk, have them both thrown into the cells!”

“Yes sir!” The warriors chorused causing me to go pale.

“Please—” I begged, only for a voice to cut me off.

“Wait! I know who he is.” A voice I recognized as my mother's ripped through the air as I stared at her in shock.

For a moment , I thought she had come for me, but she ignored me, walking past me towards my mate. “This is the alpha of the savage wolf pack. Jack Sinclair.”