The walk back was less tense but Rae still sensed that there was something dark about the way Negan looked at her. She didn’t know if her quick thinking had been enough. She couldn’t say that she wasn’t proud of the lies she managed to come up with in the last minute. Sure, she implicated Keegan, but that was exactly what he told her to do to save herself. But somehow, that wasn’t enough for him. Of course, he had the right to be suspicious. She was conspiring against him and working with Keegan on the low. She believed in Keegan’s story despite his convincing lies and knew what Keegan would do to him as soon as the opportunity arose. She was the worst kind of betrayer, the one that as close to him as a shadow. He confided in her about his pain and she felt no real sympathy but acted as if she felt his pain. Or maybe she did. She would only be able to answer the question once she was a safe distance away from him. She couldn’t tell at the moment. She was lying to him (and to herself

Rae hadn't stopped thinking about the male. He had helped her. He had even saved her life once. She couldn't not think about him and how unfair it was that Negan's wolves could just grab him and drag him here to torture and question. She didn't accept that in her heart, even if the roles were reversed. But, of course, the only reason why she had given him a thought was because she knew him. Although she didn’t attach much importance to him before, she could not forget that if he hadn’t intervened that day in the woods, she would be perhaps dead or scarred for life. So now that he was in the same position as her, how could she do nothing?It was unfair that everyone who supported Keegan was abandoning a fellow friend who was considered Keegan’s Beta. If Keegan considered him a Beta, it meant that he was entirely trustworthy. He hadn’t even told Rae that before bug perhaps things were different now. She hadn’t seen him in a ridiculously long time. So much had changed, she imagined. Bu

Negan slumped to the floor. Rae fell beside him and clutched her throat as she tried to catch her breath. Her neck hurt badly. She gulped in deep breaths of air but even that didn't feel enough. She glanced at him and saw that he was still thankfully unconscious. She didn't have much time left. She didn't know when he would wake up. She stood up on shaky legs and stepped over his body. She could've sworn that she felt his hand close around her ankle but when she looked down, she saw that his arm was firmly on the ground at a strange angle. To her dismay, she saw something else. Something that scared her more than anything else. There was a small pool of blood around his head. It was as dark as the midnight sky. She stepped back quickly and pressed herself against the wall. She had killed him. She killed Negan of StonePaw. The few seconds that she spent staring at him in shock felt like minutes. She had to go. Killing an Alpha was punishable by death. Considering she was a rogue

Rae gathered a few things while watching the pack house. Firstly, the wolves who inhabited the area weren’t at all friendly. Their punishments were rigorous and they treated their employees as beneath them. There were always working people within packs but where she was from, they were treated with respect. What she saw was unacceptable. The employees all ate outside, for starters. And they slept outside. They rarely shifted so Rae was safe. They wouldn’t be able to pick up her scent, not from so far away. There weren’t a lot of pups in the pack either. There were only a handful of them which she assumed were the employees’ kin. She never saw the Alpha or Luna or anyone who could he related to them. The only ones she saw were the enforcers, and they were the ones who punished the staff for simply mistakes, something as simple as burning dinner. She was hesitant. She didn’t want to join them but at the same time, she knew that she was running out of options. She had only eaten two

When Rae awoke, the room was dark. She sat up in a panic and looked around. There was someone standing by the door—a female—and she was holding a candle. Her hair was done and she was wearing what appeared to be a long night dress. Rae could see the outline of her body through it. It was that thin. She had a pretty face but her expression was hardened. She also had a scar on her lip but it didn't diminish her beauty. Her skin was fair and her hair was as black as midnight. Her eyes also appeared to be dark. She put a hand up and said, "Worry not. The Alpha allowed you to rest. You aren't in any trouble."Rae visibly relaxed but her heart was still beating fast. The female placed the candle upon the metal bowl and then turned to her. "You shouldn't have slept in your work clothes. It'll be wrinkled tomorrow. The Alpha expects tidiness around here. A wrinkle in your clothes is enough to get you whipped around here."Rae panicked and immediately started taking her clothes off. She grab