04~ You Can't Run away From Me

SKYLAR'S P*O*V

My body instantly froze under his voice, my head contemplating over words to justify my action.

"You're planning on crossing the territory, aren't you?" 

I shook my head continuously as I mentally found the words to say. "No. I wasn't planning on leaving the territory, I was only trying to see what it's like outside the pack." 

I knew that wasn't a strong lie, but I needed something to save my life. 

He grabbed my neck, raising me up so that I wasn't feeling my feet on the ground. I grabbed his hand around my neck, trying to break free from his hold but his hands were tight.

I choked, struggling with the little strength I've got in me. "Please. I was… never trying… to escape." I managed to say, my heart beating faster than the second hand.

"Do you think I'm a kid you can throw a blatant lie at? I can hear your heartbeat loud and clear, and there's no escaping for your actions."

I couldn't see his face. The little light from the moon only illuminated the trees behind him. But I can tell from his voice that he was angry.

"No one crosses out of my territory and lives. So tell me, what were you up to?" He asked, his husky voice vibrated through my core.

For the first time, I felt enslaved by his scent.

His smell was one I couldn't hold back.

I tried to resist it, but it's in my head now, and I just can't wave it off. 

I felt a strange feeling in my stomach, but somehow I felt it was death calling. How close am I to nature, how ready am I to give up?

I struggled against his strong hold, but he made no sign to let go. Instead, his grip around my neck kept increasing as I felt those eyes boring into mine.

"Pathetic." He spat, his hands loosened around my neck, letting me fall helplessly to the ground.

I coughed heavily as I gasped for air, the feeling of suffocation engrossed me. He squatted before me, and he held my chin, slightly raising my face so our eyes met.

I looked away, trying to avoid his gaze. "What makes you think running away is the only means of survival? Haven't you heard, I've got eyes around."

I still couldn't explain how on earth he knew of my plans, and how he got to know I was here. Can my life ever be better?

Suddenly, he pulled away from me, staring at me awkwardly, like I had automatically turned to a living monster. He stood up, taking a few steps away from me. 

I wondered why he was acting this strange, but does that even matter now? I need to get away from him, and save myself from any unexpected death or something.

"I'm gonna count to three, and I expect you back in the headquarter immediately. Or you're gonna hate what I'm going to do to you." He threatened.

I stood up from the ground, and I could feel my legs running faster than I expected. I didn't look back, and I wasn't hearing his footsteps behind me.

The moment I had hoped I'd be free from those who had made my life miserable, I never knew I'd be running back to them. 

My heart ached as I kept crying while on my way. Is this how much you hate me, moon goddess? What have I done to deserve such kind of life?

What have I done wrong?

I dashed into my room, slamming the door behind me. I rested my back, crawling to the ground. With a broken heart, I wept like the forgotten child I am.

I dragged myself to my mattress, which doesn't in any way look like a mattress. It was torn in some parts, so it was easier for the cold to get to me.

I folded my legs to my chest, shivering in fear. My heart hadn't stopped beating, sleep was foreign to my eyes, and all I could do was stare out of the window with hot tears filled in my eyes.

But then, what happened earlier flashed to my mind. How strange Alpha Denver had acted, the look on his face as he stepped away from me.

I couldn't decipher why he had acted that way, or did I look so scary all of a sudden?

Not only that; the way he smelled. His scent, and for the first time I found myself intimidated by his presence.

How did that happen? Why tonight? 

Silently, I hoped he wouldn't have to ask me about earlier. 

—

Morning finally came. A new day to start the daily routine again. I was up earlier than usual, and that's because I couldn't get myself to sleep.

There was no need to stay on the bed with my eyes staring at almost every side of my room.

Mrs. Marie was up too. I tried to avoid her from seeing me, but that woman always has a way of noticing everyone.

"Skylar!" For the first time she called me by my name.

I stopped walking, within me, I knew if it isn't her normal nagging attitude, then it definitely means Alpha Denver must have discussed what happened last night to her.

"You're early today, I'm impressed. Never have you gotten up so early as today." She chuckled.

"Just trying to be a good girl, at least for once."

She laughed mischievously. "Oh, I see. Well, now you are here, I need you to clean the hallway to the Alpha King's room."

"Yes, ma'am."

I took a bucket of water with a mop stick, heading towards the hallway Mrs. Marie had asked me to clean. It felt even more frightening working here, because definitely the Alpha will be up any moment from now.

If he eventually sees me, then I'm as good as dead.

My eyes were growing heavy, all I wanted was to shut them close and have that sweet nap I couldn't get the previous night. As I walked, the sores of my feet would burn.

I need to have this hallway cleaned up before Mrs. Marie decides to come check up on me.

As I hurriedly cleaned the floor, Alpha Denver's door opened. I thought of a way to escape him from seeing me, but I found myself standing in the same spot.

He had left his room with Beta Mark, his attention focused as he wore his wrist watch. Just when I thought he wouldn't see me, Alpha Denver's eyes are on me.

"Now here's the little kitten who tried to run away."