NINETEEN

I knew that I looked stupid but I did not give care. I did not think that I would be seeing any of my pack mates soon. A part of me had started accepting that I would never see them again, including Vera like the way I had accepted that I would never see my parents. A crippling feeling always came to me when I remembered my pack. Was it the same after...?

I had yearned for my home. Even if it meant looking into Lucas' annoying blue eyes if that was what it meant to be back home. I knew that people probably thought I was dead or that I ended up as a prisoner. Either way, no one was coming to save me. The blood-stained Alpha would definitely kill them while they were at it.

I unbelievably still had the hope of running away someday, I constantly eyed the roads when no one was looking. No one was coming for me so I had to make a way for myself. I had decided that if I were to run off, I was not going to run back to my pack. That was the easiest bet, Jaxon would have probably sent his war