Chapter 7
Vanessa's POV
"Marcus! Wait, can….. I ask you something?" I stammered as I reached out my hand but he had locked the door behind me.
What the hell have I put myself into? Why did I sound so confident when I know I can't even be a match to just one of the rogues nor the whole rogues and omegas of the pack!
Vanessa, this is just my end! This is just it!" I cried out to myself as tears streamed down my eyes. What if he is telling the truth? Just what if it is all about to be my end!
I don't want to face this now, not now! I was just trying to flow away everything Alexander, Mira and Ariel did to me .
Everyone who I loved and trusted all stabbed me at a time! Was it just good even to die and never wake up again? I wished on one part I was never helped by Alpha Gerald but the other part of me made me believe I need to be strong.
It doesn't matter what it is, but I want to clear off every memory that I once existed on that pac nor will in my eternity I will expose to anyone that I am wolf less.
I wonder as Marcus leaves the room,if he will go tell Gerald everything.
That I will leave tomorrow, what if Gerald accepts I leave? Where do I go from here?
I..I knew I had no way to go, I wished I could change what I said earlier, nor would I be able to face the rogues.
I let out a deep sigh of relief, trying to calm myself down that I will do this. Maybe telling Alpha Gerald that I have changed my mind.
Right now all I feel is the high tension in my body which is beginning to ease, yet I felt my muscles relax but I wasn't relaxed deep down.
I was happy that he left with no one to question me any longer, his sight irritates me badly not to talk of how he tried getting closer to me like someone who was about to get raped.
Jesssss…. I couldn't shake off that fear, when he sat closer to me. The spine that ran down of me but my reprieve was short-lived.
Suddenly I heard footsteps approaching the room where I was, from where I sat up. I was eager to know who it was. The door cracked open and it all turned to Alpha Gerald and a maid who had in her hand a tray of food with a nice dress.
I watched him with curiosity.
All I perceived was his scent, it was so strong that it pushed me to
that I forgot to tell him I had changed my mind, all I felt was my admiration for him as he walked closer to me and made his steps towards me while the maid dropped the cloth and meal then ran out.
I felt some spine down my nerve, as His presence filled the space, I just don't know what is wrong with me and I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions which are running all over me.
"Feeling better? You need to take your meal at least to regain your strength" he said with his hands stocked in his pocket.
I saw his piercing eyes scanning my face, it was all gazing at me, it was intense, as if searching for something. I nodded, trying to hide my unease, but Gerald's eyes saw right through me. I could sense his concern, his genuine interest in my well-being.
"Good, now all you need is to eat, take your bath and pull on your clothes," he said, striding towards me with confidence.
"I see Marcus filled you in on the rules and your….." He paused as he took a deep breath then he scoffed but I detected a hint of authority beneath his voice.
I knew what he was about to say so I just nodded again, feeling a pang of anxiety on me.
Gerald stopped in front of me, his gaze intense. "I want to make one thing clear: you're safe here, Vanessa. But you need to follow the rules but if you said you want to leave the pack, it's fine just that no one will help you fight the rogues." He hit me on my face so hard that I felt my skin go pale. I swallowed hard, sensing the weight of his statement. What would happen if I didn't follow the rules?
Just as Gerald finished speaking, I felt a sudden surge of dizziness. My legs buckled, and I stumbled. Gerald rushed to catch me, his strong arms wrapping around me. "Whoa, easy," he whispered, holding me upright. His warm breath tickled my ear, sending shivers down my spine.
I leaned into him, my head spinning. The room seemed to blur around me, and I felt myself getting lost in Gerald's embrace. But I pushed against his chest, trying to create distance. "I'm fine," I lied, attempting to sound convincing.
Gerald's eyes narrowed. "You're not fine, Vanessa. You're still injured." His voice was firm but gentle. I knew he was right, but I didn't want to admit it. "Maybe you should rest some more," he suggested, his eyes softening.
But I shook my head, trying to clear the fog. "I need to get out of here," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. Gerald's grip on me tightened.
"Vanessa, listen to me," he said, his voice low and urgent. "You need to understand something. This pack has its own secrets and dangers." His words sent a chill down my spine. What kind of secrets? What dangers?
I searched his face, unsure what to make of his words. Gerald's expression was grim, his eyes serious. "You'll find out soon enough,only if you agree to stay," he said. "Just remember, I'm watching out for you." His promise should have reassured me, but instead, it left me with more questions.
"Okay, I will stay" I replied to him with my heart beating fast.
he turned to me with his greenish eyes glancing at me.
"What if I take to the wood? What if all I wanted was a display of your wolf ?" He asked. I felt myself hunting down before his words.
"Never! He will never know my biggest secret! Not now, not ever!'
" I will leave your pack in peace!" I yelled at him, kicking the bed duvet off from myself and stood up.
I knew I had no power but I would run away from the rogues. I will do that!