Chapter nine

I held on to my injured leg as I stared at her run back into the house; if she ever got to the alpha, I would be done for. I shook my head, turning. Perhaps I had to end my life. If I ended it, there would be no one to be punished.

I shook my head; that was the best thing to do. I wiped my tears, and just as I turned, suicide still in mind, I stopped. What had gotten over me? How could I even think of suicide as the only way to save myself?

"Real wolves don’t kill themselves." If a wolf commits suicide, their pack’s name would be tainted, and no one would respect that wolf. That wolf and everything that surrounds it would automatically become outcasts." My eyes widened.

Was I really willing to risk it all? I had already lived my whole life as an outcast, so was I really willing to live the rest of my supernatural life as an outcast too? No, I wasn’t.

I held on to the wall as I managed to get up. I had to get to that wolf; I couldn’t let her reach the alpha. With gritted teeth and tear