I was almost at the border when I was stopped by two security men. They were armed and they claimed to be searching for one of the girls from the Breeding selection process who had escaped after registering.
After spending time in convincing them I was not the one in which they sought for, I realized they were never going to believe me and made the stupid decision to run. I was chased down. Skipping twigs, breaking branches, falling severally on my knee and even straining my ankle at a point. Still, I was caught and chained for the next time I tried to make a run for it.
They threw me in the cell after saying I would be joining the other girls tommorow for the Breeding selection process. I spent my night awake. This was a nightmare. All I wanted was a life outside the Pack but now, not only was I back, I was involved in something I never wanted and I would never want.
The next morning, the guards dragged me out for a test that would qualify me to the second round. The woman was a strict, powerful werewolf, wife to the Pack's former gamma so, I couldn't afford to lie about the questions she asked and I passed the round.
The second round...well, it was the same as the first round but they read my thoughts to hear my answers so, I passed the second round and unfortunately qualified for the final round with two other girls.
For the final round, I was escorted out by a guard and a woman clad in the Pack house's servant uniform and taken to a bathhouse. I was cleaned thoroughly with bathing soap and bathing oil. The woman washed my hair with shampoo and applied hair oil to it. It was the neatest bath I had taken in a very long time.
As the woman guided me out of the bathhouse and back to the dressing room, I heard Sable echo my name and I turned around.
Dressed in that bodycon dress I bought for her, her blonde hair packed up in a ponytail, she looked like a different person.
Her face immediately dropped from a shocked expression to a disappointed expression when she discovered what was going on. She was being led out also, by another stone-faced servant.
The woman guiding me took hold of my arm and forced me away. As we walk out of the bathhouse, away from disappointed Sable, I looked back at her studying her expression.
She not only looked hurt but angry and disgusted.
"Do you know her?" The woman asked as we settled in the dressing room.
I cleared my throat, immediately recovering. "Y-yes. S-She is my friend."
The woman reached out for a body cream, vanilla flavour. "You should know, ma'am. You don't make friends with such people as someone from an high-ranked family."
I froze.
High-ranked? That is impossible.
"W-what do you mean?"
"That lady is an Omega and couldn't qualify for the final round because she is a lowranked werewolf. You should protect your reputation and stop hanging out with people like that."
My lips quivered.
"I—I—I—"
"Your father told me you tried to run away."
She continued, reaching out for the cloth hanger to fish out a dress.
"M-my father?"
"Yes, your father. The Alpha's late father best friend."
Confusion clawed at my throat, my head clouded.
What was she talking about?
"Are you not Bambi?"
"Yes. My name is Bambi."
"So, why are you shocked that I know your father?" She straightened a black mini dress to my body to check if it fits.
"Your father is a good man." She picked out another dress. "Of course, people will know his daughter."
My lips parted but words refused to spill out.
When those men walked up to me while I was escaping out of the Pack, they did ask what my name was and when I said Bambi, they wouldn't stop questioning me until they were convinced I was the girl they were looking for even after swearing I wasn't. Now, this woman was saying I was the daughter of the Alpha's father best friend?? What is going on?
My head is light, my tongue trapped.
She finally picks out a light pink silk mini dress with tiny straps. "This will do." She says.
The dress was too revealing, something I could never find myself wearing but my tongue was too trapped from shock to protest.
I was mistaken as another Bambi, the daughter of the Alpha's late father best friend.
How more worse could this go? Why was this happening to me? All I wanted was to escape this life and now I'm not only trapped back in the life, I'm trapped back as a stranger.
I should tell her.
My lips parted to speak but she beat me to it.
"You will be meeting with him tonight. If you want to become the chosen one, you have to present yourself perfectly well. Okay?"
I blinked. "Who is him?"
"Who else, honey, if not for the Alpha?"
My breath caught. "Meeting him? Why? Tonight is full moon a mated man cannot meet with an unmated woman during full—"
"That is the whole point."
"Whole point of what?" I was beginning to raise my voice, panic clawing my chest.
"You are meeting on a full moon night because you are to have sex and satisfy him for the final and last round."
My world spun.
"I—I don't understand."
The woman let out a warm smile. "Honey, I know your mother is no more but didn't your father employ a mating teacher for you? You are set to be his Breeding mate so, the only way he can make the selection is have sex with the final three girls."
"But that is nonsense! I don't want to have sex with anybody."
"It is the rules. I'm sure your father told you this before forcing you into it."
"Can't I chose to not have sex? Please. I can't afford to let a stranger take my innocence."
She suddenly sealed my mouth with her palm, looking around to see if anyone was listening.
"You do not address the Alpha as a stranger. That is blasphemy and can cost you your head."
I slapped her hand away. "I'll rather my head is cut off than lay down and let a man I do not love take me!"
"Well, you lost the right to make a choice immediately you were registered."
She forced the silk dress in my palm. "You have thirty minutes to get ready. You are meeting him in three hours, immediately the full moon is up." She says and walked out of the dressing room, leaving me to my aching heart.
This is not possible. I don't want this!