~Chapter-Six~

Layla

I covered my mouth to stifle my gasp. I could hardly believe my ears. I mean, I knew my uncle was a low-life, but I would have never expected this. He was allowing the rape of she-wolves, harvesting their pups, and selling them. As what? Pets? I felt as though I was going to be physically sick.

'We have to leave here tonight!' Mekia said.

I knew she was right. The thought of Opey being tied down and raped was too much for me to handle. Not that I was looking forward to it myself. The warrior that had been with my uncle. Keith, I think, is his name. Had made my skin crawl. I was a virgin, and I intended to stay that way until I found my fated mate.

Since my uncle had gotten the mind link from the border, I was concerned about the werebears. Because I didn't know which part of the border he was referring to. I wouldn't know which way to go to avoid them as we were on our way out of the packlands.

But we would just have to take our chances. The direction we would need to travel in would also be determined by the location of the closest bus station. As soon as my uncle and his warrior left the office. I bolted out of the bathroom and down the hallway. Through the packhouse and into the library.

By the time I sat down behind the computer, I was breathless. I quickly logged onto the internet and searched for the Harris House website. Once there, I tried to memorize the address and other information since I didn't have a pen and paper. I took a chance and let Mekia come forward so she could get a look at the details as well.

Between the 2 of us, we should be able to remember. I left the packhouse and crossed the courtyard to get to the entrance of the cellar. I looked over to the Omegas quarters. I wanted to say goodbye to Maribelle, but there was no time. Since I have never been offered the mind link to the pack, that wasn't an option either. "Goodbye, my friend." I whispered to the wind.

I swung open the door and flew down the stairs into the cellar. There, I found Opey quietly sitting on our bed playing with the ragdoll Maribelle had given her. She looked so lost and sad it broke my heart. I knew I had to get us out of here while my uncle was busy with the werebears.

"Opey, we have to go. Now!'" I told her, grabbing a backpack from out of the closet. "Don't ask any questions. Just put your stuff in here." I said, handing her the bag.

I went over to the bed, lifting the mattress. I reached inside one of the rat holes and pulled the wad of bills out. Stuffing them into the front pocket of the backpack and zipping the pocket closed.

Taking Opey by the shoulders, I forced her to look at me. "I know that you are scared. I am scared, too, but it's going to be ok. You told me this morning that you wanted to leave from here, so let's go."

When we reached the top stair of the cellar, I pushed open the door and looked around. I didn't see anybody anywhere, so I figured this was as good a time as any. I grabbed Opey by the hand and practically drug her to the tree line.

"Opey, listen to me," I said, tucking a stray strand of her blonde hair behind her ear. "No matter what happens, do not let go of Mekia. Do you understand?"

She nodded her head in agreement.

"Ok." I said, taking off my clothes and stuffing them into the packback before putting it on over Opey's shoulders. I heard my uncle's howls as I shifted. Once Opey was securely on board. We took off.