She's the Alpha's Temple of Chaos

“Draven?” Her voice shook. Loud, desperate, broken. Both Draven and Alice stared at her. Blank, no emotion. As if she was the intruder. A if she hadn’t just walked in on her husband fucking her friend. “Cat,” Draven pulled his pants up, walking towards her. Her placed his arm on her shoulder. But she moved back instantly. “DON’T TOUCH ME!” She yelled. “Draven explain what is going on here,” her eyes were blood shot red, her fingers were trembling. She knew exactly what was going on. Fuck she saw it in 3D. But she hoped deep down, that there was an explanation. Anything, she would take anything. “Cat.” He called her so softly, she held her breath for a second. He’d explain. He’d apologize. They would get through this. She assured herself. But the little bit of guilt that was once all over his face was now washed and replaced with nothing but a dirty, wicked smile. “What did you expect, Cat? You can’t keep my heir in your womb. I was patient enough.” That was it, the broken hea

She did not give them time to think. “SCRATCH THAT!” She said again, this time loud and slow. “I Cat Bamford, Eldest daughter of the second strongest wolf bloodline in Vancouley hills, daughter of the Beta, and the great grant daughter of the fighters for our pack’s freedom. I hereby denounce Draven Vancouley as my mate and I demand divorce.”“You fool!” she heard her father’s voice followed by her mother’s sobs. But she wasn’t done. She plunged out her claws, whispered a short sorry to herself, then split the skin where her mate mark sat on her neck, cutting the mark in half. At the same time, she chanted, “Let the mate bond be broken, let Draven and Cat be broken from each other forever. On the grounds on infidelity and betrayal.” Murmurs, screams, boos, curses everything filled the hall. It was so noisy, but she could clearly differentiate her mother’s cries and her father’s yells. The noise become the least of her problems when a sharp pain attacks her neck. Then her heart.

Cat had no idea how long she has been walking in the dark, thick bushes. That driver really ruined things by bringing her to this side of the border. How was she supposed to survive wolfless in this thick ass forest with tall trees. She kept walking even though there was no sign of an end to the trees. She ouldn't go back, and she couldn't stop. Not until her poor knees failed and she fell to the damp ground. "ughh," She cried out, the pain in her knees was traveling up her whole body. Was it just exhaustion? Or was it side effects of the terrible things that just happened to her. Knowing she would not be able to move any further in this condition, she leaned on the nearest tree trunk. Her eye lids closed shut slowly. All she could see were the events that happened earlier. With her eyes shut, she tried to call out for her wolf. Maybe, just maybe, she would be able to contact her. She really can't be gone, right? But after several trials, she gave up, accepting her pathetic f

> If there's anything Cat hates more than dirt, it's dark, cluttered places. Sadly, she was stuck in both. She leaned on the door and kept knocking and knocking and knocking, hoping they would pity her and open it. But Alpha Coal was long gone and she was all on her own.She stood to her feet, cleaning the last bits of tears. She would not let this keep happening to her. They made her cry at Vancouley Hills, and now, here, they also wanted to do the same.She tried to move around, but she could not see a thing. It felt like it was nighttime in the room.She boldly took one step, then two. By her fifth step, she was hit by the wall. Was the room that small?She put her hands on the wall that was made of old castle rocks. She kept touching and moving until her hands met something wooden.A window.She gave it a strong push.It didn't budge.Then she tried again, and again. And again. She lost count of the number of times she was hitting the window with all her might, but one thing she k