Chapter 2: Arrested By The Alpha

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

"Please... can you let me in?" Camila begged as she stared downward. She used her right palm to wipe the raindrops from her forehead, still avoiding the guards' gazes.

"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 pack," 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 best not to disobey Jack, lest he be reported to their Alpha for failing to welcome a foreigner.

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

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

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

"Thompson! What are you still doing there with her?" Jack asked, and he stepped down from the guardhouse built beside the Western Wood Pack entrance gate.

Camila shuddered in fear as she saw the tall, huge man walk out from the guardhouse. He was holding a torchlight as he approached her.

"Who're you, young lady? And why're you out here at midnight?" Jack questioned, 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 said. She didn't want to lie, and she knew mentioning her father's name might anger the two guards staring at her.

Camila was aware that there were four territorial packs in their werewolf kingdom, but the Western Wood Pack and the Eastern Wood Pack were the two superior ones, while the others were underneath them.

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

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

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

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

Camila first stared 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 Wood Pack," Camila announced, and that made Jack angry.

"Let me see your face," Jack commanded, but Camila shapeshifted and ran away, following the streetlights 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.

Thompson swiftly shapeshifted into his black wolf form and chased after Camila.

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

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

Although Henry was stronger as the Alpha's son, he trained more and was gifted with enhanced healing powers that made him hard to defeat in battles.

Similarly, none in the Western Wood Pack dared to annoy him.

"Shit!" Henry cussed as he slammed on the brake, while Camila rolled off to the floor in fear.

Henry's blue car had almost knocked Camila down, so he stepped out of his car to check if she was alright and to see 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. But Camila had already recovered from the shock, stood up, and attempted to flee.

She was caught by Henry, who grabbed 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. She was afraid of him, too, as Henry seized her right hand in a tight, possessive grip.

Henry could inhale Camila's fruity scent, and Camila could inhale the smoky scent from him, but she wanted to pull her right hand away.

With Henry's car headlights still on, he saw Camila's rising sun tattoo on her forehead and knew that she was from the Eastern Wood Pack.

"Let me go! Please don't hurt me," Camila begged, slightly afraid of Henry and the way his right hand had forcibly seized hers.

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

"Alpha! You're here," Thompson said as he tried to catch his breath. He knelt on the sandy floor, to the shock of Camila, who realized the young man holding her hand was the Alpha.

Camila's blue eyes subtly narrowed at Henry to release her hand. Just then, Henry snapped out of his trance, stared back at Thompson, and spoke, "Rise."

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

"Alpha, we saw this young lady at the pack's border and opened the gate for her, as she was wet from the heavy rainfall, but she refused to tell us who she was. She only said she was from the Eastern Wood Pack."

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

"Refu-what?" 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 Wood Pack, like her father had told her.

"You heard me, young lady. Now stay calm, or else you want me to torture you," Henry slightly warned Camila, not wanting her to know he was affected by her. He chained her hands and handcuffed them behind her back, as he led her back to his car's front passenger seat.

"It's okay, Thompson. You can return to the gate, and if you see any suspicious person again, don't fail to arrest them at the gate before questioning, to avoid mistakes like this one," Henry said.

"Okay, Alpha," Thompson replied as he bowed apologetically and finally left. Henry then walked back to his car's driver seat and sat in.

Just before Henry could start his car engine to drive off, he heard Camila crying. He did not know if it was one of her tricks to make him fall for her.

Henry wondered what kind of she-wolf Camila was, with her long blonde hair scattered and covering her face. As it was night, he couldn't properly see her crying face.

Henry started his car, and as it was already late, he decided to drive back home to his father's mansion first.

Ex-Alpha Collins's mansion was the biggest in the Western Wood Pack, and most foreigners believed they were fraudulent to own such a magnificent white building.