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FAILED ESCAPE

last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-02 10:45:09

ADELINE

With a heavy heart, I help Pamela to pack her stuff, something which takes around twenty minutes and after we're through, I help her to the living room where Tyrone is waiting and after bidding her goodbye, I head back to my room where I stay for five minutes and then pick my packed bag ready to escape.

I can't continue living in this Pack House where I'll be seeing Jaxon on a daily basis. I need to heal and that can't happen when I'm still here.

I know the Alpha will be mad at me for leaving without informing him but I have to leave for my sanity. If I continue staying here, I might run mad due to excessive thinking and I don't want that to happen to me!

I tiptoe out of my room and then exit the Pack House, heading towards the main gate. I don't know if the guards there will let me out but I just have to try my luck.

It's almost three in the morning but the party is still on. The banquet hall is well lit with girls and boys moving all over, some dancing, others eating and all. Others are already leaving the Pack House with their newly found mates, holding hands and appearing all happy.

As for me, I'm just as lonely as before, clutching into my bag as if my life depends on it, hoping against hopes that no one sees me or stops me as I try to escape.

I walk ahead, head raised high as I focus on the steel gates which are ever closed except for the small gate where the pedestrians walk through. But still, there are guards manning it to avoid attacks and inconveniences.

I'm almost at the gate when I hear footsteps behind me. Thinking that it's someone who's also heading out, I pave way for them and continue walking but I'm suddenly startled by the deep voice which speaks next.

"Where are you going, Adeline?" The alpha asks me, making me to stop dead on my tracks.

I neither say anything at that moment, nor can I bring myself to look at him. I just stop and stare at the ground, still clutching my bag as if my life depends on it!

"Why are you escaping from the Pack, Adeline?" Alpha Waylon asks yet again. "Don't you know that it's risky out there?" He adds.

"I'm sorry Alpha but I better be out there with no one instead of being here where no one cares about me!" I reply. I even wonder where I've gotten the guts to talk back at him from!

"Why Adeline? I've been nothing but caring towards you. Remember your parents left you under my care. My mate also left you under my care. Have I ever mistreated you, Adeline?" He asks, his voice laced with concern. I've never heard the Alpha sound so soft and caring before. I suddenly feel some guilt from within me. However, I'm not ready to relent.... not just yet!

"I'm sorry sir, but I have to leave. I can't continue living here." I say firmly.

"Why? Is it because you haven't met your mate yet?" He asks and I suddenly thank my stars since he doesn't know that I was paired to his son who ruthlessly rejected me!

"I just need to leave sir, my sanity depends on it!" I retain my stand.

"Just come back to the Pack House and if it's about your salary, I'll add you more money. Just don't leave. This is your parents' Pack, your own Pack and unless you meet your mate and leave with him to his Pack, I'm not letting you out of here!" Alpha Waylon says firmly.

"But Alpha—" I'm cut short by a sharp pain in my heart going down to my abdomen. I fall with a thud on the ground, letting go of my bag and I clutch my heart and abdomen at the same time. I cry in pain while rolling on the ground, wondering what might be happening to me.

Suddenly, I feel a pair of hands lifting me and some commands here and there about carrying my bag to my room. I'm carried towards the Pack House, with the Alpha giving commands here and there.

The more I get closer to my bedroom, the more the pain increases. The door to my room is opened and immediately we get in, I'm laid on the bed. I can't even see who was carrying me but I can perceive the alpha's scent near me.

I writh and roll on the bed, still crying and clutching my heart and abdomen. I hear the alpha commanding someone to bring me some hot water to drink and other stuff which I don't comprehend immediately since I'm in a whole lot of pain.

I cry and cry, calling unto my wolf to heal me but she's just silent. I can't even feel her yet she was active the whole day. Water is brought and I'm forced to sit upright on the bed. I'm instructed to drink it so as to ease the pain and I obey, taking a sip after another but nothing seems to work.

If anything, the pain just increases, making me to lie back on the bed and continue crying and groaning.

"Adeline," the alpha calls out my name. "Did your mate reject you?" He asks, making me to open my eyes and look at him after looking around to ensure there's no one else in the room.

"No-no." I lie.

"Stop lying Adeline, this pain you're feeling is being caused by your mate who rejected you. Right now he's busy having sex with someone else!" He says point blank.

"What? Are you sure Alpha? Oh no! That bastard will kill me, please tell him to stop!" I beg him, even though he doesn't know who the bastard who rejected me is.

"So your mate rejected you?" He asks yet again and I nod. There's no need to keep him in the dark yet he can help me. "Who is that bastard who dared reject such a nice girl like you?" He asks, almost inaudibly. I can sense that he's angry and about to explode. However, I don't say anything for fear of the consequences since Jaxon, his son warned me not to disclose the rejection to anyone.

"Don't force me to use my Alpha tone on you, Adeline!" Alpha Waylon says, obviously running out of patience. Yet, I continue being mum.

"Adeline, this is the last time I'm asking you.... Who is the bastard who dared reject you?" He has run completely out of his patience already and since I don't want the Alpha command to be used on me, I decide to open up and tell him the truth.

"It's Jaxon."

"My son?"

"Yes, Alpha."

"What?"

"He has known since he turned eighteen that's why he has been mistreating me. He was just waiting for me to perceive the bond for him to painfully reject me. That's why I don't want to be here, alpha!" I explain to him.

"That bastard!" The alpha scoffs angrily. "How dare he reject such a gem like you? He doesn't know what he has lost, damn it!"

"He said a lot of hurtful words to me, alpha. Please just let me leave and settle elsewhere. I'm deeply hurt, sir." I plead with him, hoping he'll give me the permission to leave but it's all in vain!

"You're going nowhere, Adeline. If anyone has to leave, it should be that my mannerless son!" Alpha Waylon says bitterly. Anger is obviously clouding his thinking and I wonder why he's that pissed off. Is there something I don't know?

"Come, let's go to his room and confront him." He demands. "He should have known better than rejecting you, Adeline!" The Alpha insists. He's more pissed off than I am!

"No alpha, he said my presence disgusts him and I don't want him to be disgusted any further." I refuse, lying back on the bed. At this time, the pain has slowly subsided, only a little pain remaining in my abdomen. Every hurtful word Jaxon said to me yesterday and other days before then come crushing in my mind, something which makes me to cry bitterly even though I'm no longer in that much pain.

"Let's go, damn it!" He commands, making me spring up and climb out of bed. I get onto my feet and I slip into my slippers.

Without wasting time, the Alpha leads the way while I follow him without asking any questions.

We exit the maids' quarters and then enter the Pack House's living room. We both take the stairs towards the second floor of the Pack house where Jaxon's bedroom is. We both can't think about anywhere else where he could do his business with his whores.

Right now, my mind is in a turmoil, a whirlwind of thoughts, wondering what I'm going to say to Jaxon when he discovers that I've already told his father about the rejection. I already fear for my life since he might decide to harm me, or worse still, end my life. Well, I just hope and pray that nothing bad happens to me after this!

We're already at the door of Jaxon's room and luckily, he doesn't seem to have locked it. The lights are on so his dad pushes the door open and lets himself in while I follow him from behind. Ah, Jaxon didn't see this coming!

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