Chapter 2. Meeting the Alpha's son

"What're you doing here?" One of the two guards at the Western Wood Packs gate asked Camila as they saw that her white nightgown had clung to her bare body, bringing out her feminine shape provocatively to their views.

 

"Please... can you let me in?" Camila begged as she stared downward. She also used her right palm to wipe off the raindrops away from her forehead to avoid meeting the guards' gaze on her.

 

"Thompson! Who's there?" The second guard at the gatehouse asked the first guard attending to Camila.

 

"I don't know, Jack, but she doesn't look like a member of our packs," Thompson replied, as he continued to stare at Camila and didn't want to let her in.

 

"Open the gate for her," Jack replied, and Thompson knew it was best not to disobey Jack, as he expected he would be reported to their Alpha for failing to welcome the foreigner.

 

Camila walked carefully into the Western Wood Packs, as it was already very late, and she didn't know what time it was.

 

Thompson flashed her torchlight to see her face, but Camila continued to stare downward as her blonde hair was already scattered and covering her face and neck.

 

"What's a young lady like you doing outside at this late hour of the night?" Thompson questioned Camila, as his eyes glared at her, and Camila replied, "I was..."

 

"Thompson! What are you still doing there with her? Bring her over here." Jack asked, and he finally stepped out of the guardhouse built beside the Western Wood Packs entrance gate.

 

Camila shuddered in fright as she saw the tall, huge man walk out from the guardhouse, holding a torchlight as he walked up to meet her.

 

"Who are you, young lady? And why are you out here at midnight?" Jack questioned her as his yellow eyes raked over Camila's seductive body.

 

Camila didn't look her age, as she was mature and a little chubby for her 18-year-old self.

 

"I was sent away from my pack." Camila didn't want to lie, and she knew mentioning her father's name might anger the two guards staring at her.

 

Camila also knew that they had four territorial packs in their werewolf kingdom, but the Western Wood Packs and the Eastern Wood Packs were the two superior packs, while the other packs were just underneath them.

 

"Which pack are you from?" Jack finally asked Camila, as he was dressed in his guard uniform, more like an army uniform. Seeing how seductive Camila looked, he wanted to take her to bed, doubting she was telling him the truth.

 

"I'm from..." Camila stammered to speak as she took steps backward.

 

With the heavy rainfall that had drenched Camila's body and how her father had flogged her, Camila's eyes were fully awake, and her wolf, Ivy, was fully active to flee in case of any danger.

 

"Can't you speak, young lady, or do you want us to send you away tonight?" Jack asked her as his yellow eyes burned at Camila.

 

Camila first looked around, knowing that if she ran away, it wouldn't take long before one of the two men caught up with her, as she was still healing.

 

"I'm from the Eastern Pack," Camila announced, making Jack angry.

 

"Let me see your face," Jack commanded, but Camila shapeshifted and immediately ran away, following the streetlights as she ran as fast as her legs could carry her.

 

"Shit!! Run after her, Thompson, and make sure you catch her and bring her back here," Jack ordered, and Thompson immediately shapeshifted into his wolf form and chased after Camila.

 

Camila ran as fast as her wolf could carry her, but just then, a fancy blue car was also driving towards the Western Wood Packs exit gate. Inside the car was the Alpha's son, Henry Dominic.

 

Henry was a dark-skinned young man, 21 years of age. As his father had just assigned him the position to look after their pack, Henry was still happy with his new status and position. So, what he did every midnight was patrol their packs to ensure they were safe.

 

Although Henry was stronger, being the Alpha's son, he trained more and was gifted with more healing powers, making him hard to defeat in battles. None of their Western Wood Packs dared to annoy him.

 

"Shit!" Henry cursed out as he immediately stepped on the brake, while Camila rolled off to the floor in fright. Henry's blue car had almost knocked Camila down, so he stepped down from his car to check if Camila was alright and who was chasing her at that hour of the night.

 

Henry shut his car door and rushed to the front of his car, thinking he had knocked Camila dead. Camila had already recovered from the shock and stood up, attempting to flee. She was caught by Henry, who caught her right hand. He felt electric sparks from touching Camila's right hand as he pulled her back to wait.

 

Henry's wolf form, Matt, said internally to him, 'Mate.'

 

Camila felt nothing for Henry as she turned to stare at his face, afraid of him too, as Henry seized her right hand in a tight, possessive grip.

 

Henry inhaled Camila's fruity scent, and Camila could smell the smoky scent from him. She wanted to pull her right hand away from him.

 

With Henry's car's front light still on, he saw her rising sun tattooed on her forehead. He knew immediately that she was from the Eastern Pack.

 

"Let me go! Please don't hurt me," Camila begged, slightly afraid of Henry, with his right hand forcibly seizing her hand.

 

Just then, Thompson ran up to meet them, breathing heavily, not expecting that Camila could run so fast.

 

"Alpha! You're here," Thompson said, trying to catch his breath. He knelt to the sandy floor, shocking Camila that the young man holding her hand was the Alpha.

 

Camila's blue eyes narrowed at Henry, wanting him to release her hand. Henry snapped out of his trance, staring back at Thompson, and spoke, "Rise."

 

Thompson stood up, and Henry immediately asked him, "What happened?"

 

"Alpha, we saw her at the gate, wet from the heavy rainfall. She refused to tell us who she was and only said she was from the Eastern Pack."

 

As Thompson spoke to Henry, he noticed that Henry's eyes didn't shift away from the pretty young lady he was holding until Thompson stopped speaking. Henry replied, "That's alright. She will have to come with me, as I will be taking her back as one of our refugees."

 

"Refugees?" Camila asked in shock, her blue eyes widening at the mention of refugees. She had thought foreigners were allowed to live peacefully in the Western Woods, as her father had told her.

 

"You heard me, young lady. Now stay calm, or else you want me to torture you," Henry slightly warned her, chaining her hand and handcuffing her hands as he led her back into his car's second front seat.

 

"Is it okay, Thompson? You can return to the gate. If you see any suspicious person again, don't fail to arrest the person at the gate before questioning them to avoid mistakes like this one."

 

"Okay, Alpha," Thompson replied, bowing apologetically, and finally left. Henry walked back to his car's driver's seat and sat in it.

 

Before Henry could start his car engine to drive off, he heard Camila crying. He didn't know if it was one of her tricks to make him fall for her. He wondered what kind of shewolf she was, with her blonde hair scattered across her face. As it was night, he couldn't properly see her crying face.

 

Henry started his car, deciding to drive back home to his father's mansion first. Ex-Alpha Collins' mansion was the biggest in the Western pack, and most foreigners believed they were fraudulent to own such a magnificent white building.