I saved a pervert

Sheryl’s P.O.V. (Continued)

My ears perked up when I heard someone yelling, or more than two people yelling angrily.

With a furiously beating heart, I slowly moved my face, which was now completely glued to the wall at the end of the wall.

My grip on the cycle's grills was tightened in fear.

My eyes widened in horror when I saw the horrible scene in front of me.

I immediately straightened my face, my whole back pressed to the wall and the cycle pressed on my abdomen.

There were actually seven rogues in human forms, and they were fighting with a pack member.

That member had his back towards me. He looked familiar, but I couldn’t tell by his back who he was.

Rogues were cursing aloud while trying to pin him down, but he was a good fighter.

“Run, Sheryl. You will be a liability for him instead of being a help. Go and find help for him,” I urged myself in my heart.

I was about to move away when I saw a rogue who was lying on the ground suddenly get up and pick up a solid stick from the ground.

Before I could even make a sound, he hit that pack member on his head from behind. I covered my mouth with both my hands to stop myself from screaming.

He hissed in pain and kicked the rogue in front of him.

He staggered a little but moved on his heels swiftly, grabbing that stick and breaking it before kicking that rogue.

I wanted to go and help him, but I know my abilities very well.

I decided to go and bring help for him instead of standing still here.

I rode the cycle hurriedly and almost fell one time because my body was trembling hard.

I started paddling with all my strength to get out of the alley as soon as possible and bring help for him.

There is no way that I will let anything happens to any pack member of mine even if they loathe me. 

I stopped right at the exit of the alley and took my phone out of my jacket pocket with trembling hands. I was trembling so hard that I almost dropped the phone in my first attempt.

Werewolves don’t need cell phones, but now all the people keep a cell phone with them to search for something or to order something online.

People like me and minors use them to communicate too.

“Hello, hello. I.. I am seven blocks before The Bridge High School. Th..  there are seven or more rogues here in a back alley behind The Patrix. They are fighting with a pack member, probably a minor; I don’t know. Pl.. please send help,” I told the person who picked up the call in the Gamma’s office, which is responsible for the pack’s security.

I kept my tone hushed so that those rogues wouldn’t hear me.

“Sheryl, is that you?” the person asked me in a shocked tone.

“Yes.. yes. It’s me. Please send someone here. He.. he is fighting b.. but they are more than seven. Please send help,” I pleaded desperately, glancing behind me from time to time.

I almost screamed in fear when I heard a shrill scream coming from that side.

“Goddess! Run from there, Sheryl. The help is on their way,” the person whom I still didn’t recognize asked me anxiously.

“He… he is alone… I… I am at south entrance of the alley.” I told him in a trembling voice, looking towards that direction with a fearful gaze.

“For Goddess’ sake, Sheryl. Run away. You can’t fight them,” that person almost yelled at me, making me more afraid than I was already.

“Okay,” I still uttered a response and hung up.

He is right. I should run away if I want to live. Those rogues will kill him soon, and then they will come for me.

I put my phone in my jacket and removed the jacket. I was feeling so hot that I thought that I would get a heatstroke.

Blame the adrenaline rush for that.

I started padding again after stuffing my jacket inside my bag and putting a mask on my face. I was afraid that there would be more rogues outside the alley.

Although I had masked my scent, they could recognize me by my face too, right?

I started paddling again after tying a scarf on my head too.

Why did I have a scarf with me?

Because I don’t know if I’ll get any injury on my head at any time in school, and I don’t want my grandpa worried to see those injuries.

I heard more screams coming from that side, which only made my heart run a marathon with all its strength.

“Run, Sheryl. Run,” I urged myself and started driving the bike again.

But I couldn’t go further, not even outside the alley.

Damn it.

Having a conscience is also a big disadvantage in a situation like this.

His family will be devastated if something happens to him today, and I won’t be able to live guilt-free all my life.

I saw him getting hit on the head. He didn’t alert the pack security. It meant that he is also a minor. No matter how good his built is, he will be exhausted soon because of blood loss.

He would die soon if he doesn’t get help.

I couldn’t see his face, or else I would have known who that boy is.

Still, it doesn’t matter. My heart was now beating furiously against my ribcage, making me feel a bit of pain there.

“No, Sheryl. They are rogues, the bad people who kill anyone without even blinking once, and you are just a pathetic wolf-less girl. You are no match for them,” I scolded myself, berating myself in my heart in the process.

My grip on the handle of the bike tightened while I continued breathing heavily, jerking my head a little a few times.

“Goddess, Sheryl! Think about your grandpa. What will happen to him if something happens to you?” I continued scolding myself, but it was as if my body had its own mind. I moved the bike in the previous direction once again.

“Okay…. This will be the last time that I will try to save a life. After that, I will keep my eyes shut to worldly affairs like this.”

As I said earlier, having a conscience is bad in the situation.

I almost fell to the ground with my bike when I heard more growls coming from behind me now.

“Damn it. You are doomed, Sheryl. You are going to die today,” I scolded myself before starting to drive the bike inside the alley with all the strength left in my body.

Either because of the adrenaline rush or my desire to live because now rogues were behind me too, I drove at a high speed, taking a sharp turn at the corner, getting the attention of all of them.

The boy was now holding two rogues, beating them brutally, and two rogues were about to attack him from behind.

I slowly leaned my body down, picking up a thick rod from the ground, and threw it towards those two rogue attackers behind that boy.

Of course I was good at aiming. I am an athlete and also a part of the archery team.

Before they could register, the rod hit both of them straight on their faces, making them scream in pain.

“More are coming. Come on, let’s go,” I yelled at the boy in panic, hitting the brake near him.

He threw the rogues on the ground and hopped on the bike behind me.

I accelerated the bike with all my strength, leaving exhaustion like a black cloud on their faces, and drove away.

Damn it. He is heavy. I felt as if my bike would flip over because of his weight on the back.

I gasped in shock when the boy sitting behind me wrapped his hands around my waist.

What the hell?

How could he do this to me?

I could feel his aura. He must be of a high rank.

Who was he?

I know all the high-ranking families, and he isn’t one of them.

Is he visiting our pack from another pack?

And he also has a strong wolf.

Maybe a future alpha or beta?

“Why didn’t you call anyone for help? Are you stupid or what?” I yelled at him while still driving at a fast speed.

“Fighting seven rogues at your own? A… are you a superhero or what?” I continued; the adrenaline started settling down in my body, and I felt pain in my injuries now.

“You really had a death wish,” I mumbled and was about to relax my body as we were now far from that alley, and I saw a group of warriors going there when I gasped in shock while straightening my back.

He… he… he just pinched my waist?

What the f**K?

“You are still so loud,” he commented in a hoarse voice.

I hit the brake abruptly, resulting in my body falling forward, pressed by his muscular chest.

“Get off,” I yelled angrily.