04| Where Am I?

Mira had always known that no one was meant to live forever. 

Even Immortals, those from the supernatural world. As a Blessed Hybrid, she knew that a day would come when all her worries, suffering and torment would be over.  She imagined that it would all come down to losing control of her source of energy, or violence. 

Never did she ever believe that she had a shot at love. 

At finding her mate...

Her fated one...

And a big part of her didn't want to. 

She didn't want to be a burden to her mate, or those around her. So, for many years, she believed she was better off alone with her loving father at her side.

Until she felt drawn to Alpha Bastion and she is yet to decide whether she wants to hang about and find out if they are mates or to venture out into a world she is yet to see. 

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As the reddish-tinged moon rose in the sky, the temperature in the room dropped. Mira, who had been held hostage for two consecutive days in her mind, was gently roused from her slumber by a chilly breeze that entered the room via the window that had been left ajar.

The source of energy that left her chest like a beam of light really took its toll on her body. She was yet to wake up and realise that she has been locked up in the spare room of the packhouse that belonged to Alpha Bastion. So he could have the leisure in questioning her with nowhere for her run. 

FURTHERMORE, She would never know that the cold Alpha whose wolf was clawing at his chest, scaring his fucking soul, and who refused to believe that she was his mate. Sat in the corner of the room in the dusty old recliner, and watched her sleep most of the night on the hard frigid floor.

A throaty groan exited her lips as she pulled herself off the hard floor with her hand over her head. Her mind was foggy and her eyes were glassy from the yawn that departed her lips. 

As she got to her feet, she staggered for a bit, then she found her footing, and raised her head to see where she was because she knew she wasn't in the tree she was forced to sleep in the night she was exiled from Midnight Pack territory. 

She sighed, "Where the fuck am I now?" She questioned herself as she waited for the fog in her head to lift. 

Wasting no time, she walked towards the door, turned the handle and cursed under her breath when she realised it was locked. She started to panic, giggling at the handle as she kicked the thick wooden slabbed door trying her best to pull it open. 

"Hello!!" She called out at the top of her lungs. "Is anybody there?"

She was met with silence and it was the silence that frightened her the most for she didn't know where she was or if she had been left in the room deliberately by a slave huntress. She was still too weak to even bother thinking about drawing from her source of energy. 

Letting go of the handle, she stammered towards the window that was left ajar and used the last ounce of strength she had to push it up. She leaned over the ledge of the window and quickly realised she wasn't on the first floor. But she had a feeling that if she jumped, she would be okay and she can make a getaway without anybody realising she had escaped until it was too late. 

She lowered her right leg through the window's hollow frame while pressing her back against the frame. She then rotated slightly, hanging onto the window ledge with one hand, and slid her second leg, followed by the rest of her body, through the window. All the while she was hyperventilating and had her eyes squeezed shut.

The cool air whipped across her face, blowing through her red hair as she squinted, and took in her surroundings, never letting go of the window frame. She drew in a sharp breath, and let go of the wooden frame, standing upright and she walked to the edge of the gutter, peering downwards. 

"It's now or never Mira." She spoke out loud, amping herself up. 

She counted to three in her head and made the jump. landing on her hands and feet, she lifted her hand to her mouth, kissed her fingertips and held it above her head. "Thank you..." She whispered, pushing off the ground, she started to run. 

She didn't have a clue where she was going, and she couldn't give two hoots as long she made it away safely. 

"Shit!!" She cried out as she rounded the barn that was stationed by the woods.

To her surprise, there was a campfire blazing and many people circled around it. She pressed her body flush against the barn, reaching up to touch the pendant around her neck. Her heart dropped into her stomach and she bowed her head to find the pendant was gone. 

"What the fuck..." Her voice quivered as she looked back the way she came and contemplated going back to the house to find it. 

But this notion rapidly lost its appeal as she heard footsteps and crunching leaves in front of her. She stood there seeing two young men being dragged through the muddy ground by two big black-furred wolves with their fangs sunken deep into their shoulders. 

The men clawed hopelessly, pleaded, wailed, and attempted to sink their heels into the earth as a kind of resistance. The wolves shook their heads, tossing the men around as if they were rag dolls with a growl emanating from their jaws.

There wasn't a whiff of compassion that wafted through the breeze that was encircling them. Instead, they all looked on and cheered the wolves on as they walked into the circle, tossing the men to the ground. 

The men struggled to their feet, unable to shift into their wolves because they were too weak and battered. Mira could not look away despite her desire to do so. This was how it was... Their way, and she was curious to discover what in the hell was going on.

The two large black wolves cocked their heads back, their noses tipped up towards the moon and they started to howl.

The two battered men tried to break through the circle but they were pushed back inside of it. 

The applauding, pleas of mercy, and howling wolves abruptly ceased, and a small gap appeared in the circle, allowing Alpha Bastion to enter.

Topless, barefoot with only a pair of washed-out denim jeans on. He stood tall with his strong hands at his sides.

"NO!! Please, show my boys some mercy!" 

Mira's attention switched from the Alpha to the elderly man she had rescued from the woods. The elderly man fell to his knees, pleading for the lives of his sons while seeming utterly defenceless and heartbroken.

"Your sons have committed murder, Mr Travis." The Alpha openly declared in a firm tone that held no remorse what so forever for him. "There were two humans in the bar that night, and it is our responsibility to protect them. Not put them in harm's way just to be spiteful like your mongrel sons here."

"No.... please Alpha Bastion..." Mr Travis begged once again. "They are all I have left of their mother." 

Mira felt empathy for the elderly man. However, she understood why the Alpha had ordered the execution of Mr Travis' sons. The rule of law must prevail, and it must be carried out by the pack. Sympathy did not taint her soul as she stood there watching.

She realised she had to move quickly before someone spotted her. She turned around and, regrettably, stepped into Beta Daniels' muscular chest, running her fingers through her red hair.

"Going somewhere, rogue?" He muttered with distaste as he took her by the upper arm and started to drag her towards the circle. 

She fought against him, clawing at the Beta's hand with her sharp nails, but he did not flinch and her motions had no effect on him.

"The Alpha has been waiting for you to wake up." He sneered as he peered down at her. "I can't wait to see what punishment he has installed for you." 

"Fuck you and your Alpha!" She spat out bitterly.

The Beta scoffed at her, "Not in this lifetime or any other." Just as he pushed her into the circle, he murmured in her ear, and she fell at the feet of the Alpha.