Chapter 6

'Only those who
care about you can
hear you when you
are quiet.'

She narrows her eyes at me, putting her hands on her hip and all in all, acting like my mother.

"Spit it out. I want all the juicy details." From my side, Isla cracks up but I just narrow my eyes in return.

"Fine!"

She looks pleased, sitting down and finishing her now cold coffee. She takes both our cups and places them in the sink, before seating herself in front of me, eager.

"Remember over 3 years ago when the Alpha was walking past the kitchen with another Alpha?"

She taps her fingers against the table and smiles when she realises what I mean. "Yup!" She pops the 'p' and I roll my eyes.

"Well, when he walked past, I smelt the best smell. It smelt like the woods after it's just rained and all the plants are wet. Also, strangely, it kinda smelt like when someone's just mowed your lawn. I look up and lo and behold, it's the Alpha. But, because all of us Omegas could sense him, we were all looking up so he didn't know who it was. In a rush, I ran back to my bedroom in the attic, packed my stuff and ran off."

She nods along, eating an apple whilst nodding. Coffee then an apple? What a weird girl.

"Dayumn your life is more interesting than mine. Mine's just cook, clean, sleep repeat. I'm lucky I'm eating. Nobody's shouting at me because your the Alpha's Mate I think. Otherwise I would be out of this kitchen as soon as I'd finished cleaning the plates!"

I cackle at her and she grins. "There's the cackle we all love and know." She turns to Isla and points at me. "Literally, she never stops cackling. You better get used to it now otherwise your doomed."

I haven't cackled for so long. I haven't done anything for so long.

Rhea smirks at me, playing with my hair. "Oh and nice hair girl! Very long. Very very long. I always told you to let it grow out."

I glare at her, wrapping my hair up into a bun. "I didn't really have a choice now, did I? I can't just be walking through the woods and whip out a pair of scissors and a mirror and, oh yeah, hairdressing skills, can I?"

She just laughs. "With you, we will never know."

"This has been fun and all, but I have to sleep because there's a party tomorrow and that requires a lot of energy."

She shakes herself before getting up and stretching. Saluting, she walks off.

The atmosphere goes dull and everything goes silent. "Sooo, what do we do now?"

I wipe sweat off my forehead, noticing the room getting hotter. Shrugging it off, I look her in the eye, my evil grin placing itself on its rightful lips.

"We, little child, are going to escape. And this time it will work." Again, I cackle loudly and she grins.

"But first, we are going to stock up."

Instantly, me and Isla and rummaging through draws and grabbing as much food as we can. We continuously stuff the bag and I slowly tiptoe to the 17 year old.

"Whatever you do, don't leave. I'm going to go grab us another bag."

She nods, carrying one with her food hurricane. I gently shut the kitchen door behind me and glide down the corridor. Whatever I do, I can't enter anyone's room. I'm doomed if I do.

I come across a smaller room and I open it, peeking in like a meerkat. The lightbulb flickers on and off and a body lays snoring in the corner of the room.

An omega.

I shake the person's shoulder. He turns around, rubbing his eyes and staring at me, wide-eyed.

"Who are you?"

I put my hand on his mouth and silence him. "I need a travel bag. Hand luggage. Can you show me where they are?"

He nods and pulls the blanket off himself. He leads us out of the minuscule room and down a corridor into a replica of his room. He grabs a bag and shoves it in my hand.

He then proceeds to run quietly back to his room, continuously checking if anyone's there.

I slip back into the kitchen like a cat and wave the bag in Isla's face. "I got it!"

She hugs me and stuffs more food in. "Now we need clothes. Where are we going to get clothes from?"

I shrug my shoulders. "Maybe we could steal a male's clothing, that way our scents are covered as well as the clothes being nice and big."

She nods and we silently creep around the house, grabbing clothes from the washing machine and shoving them in the second bag.

"All set to go captain!"

Isla salutes and I roll my eyes, giggling. "Let's depart." She nods rapidly.

We make ur way to the door and I happily sigh, wiping the immense sweat off my forehead. "Do you feel hot Isla?"

She shakes her head and goes to grab the door handle. We freeze.

A sound. Definitely a sound. From upstairs. "Go go go go!" I usher her out of the house and follow her quickly.

I take off my jacket and wrap it around my waist, wiping off the sweat dripping down my arm.

Why the hell am I so-

No. No. Oh no. I stop, panting out of breath.

"What's wrong Quinn?"

I drop to my knees, the heat getting to me. It feels like someone is constantly smacking multiple hot irons all over my already burning body.

"Wait Q are you..."

I nod my head, getting up. I stumble, grabbing on to Isla's shoulder. She helps me up and her face turns pale. Scrunching up her nose, she looks at me, worried.

"Quinn, it's really strong. Your scent is really strong."

I look up at her face, clutching my stomach in pain. "Oh no."

Again, I hear multiple growls coming from the pack house. A guard comes running out and he stares at me, his eyes turning black.

"Crap crap crap! Run! I'm right behind you."

I stumble a few steps but regain my coordination. I speed up, reaching Isla and we sprint.

"Do. You. Have. Any. Silver?"

I grit my teeth in pain and look at Isla. She shakes her head and asks why.

"Because then it will calm down."

We just keep running. "Isla, shift into your wolf and leave. If I shift, she'll lead me straight to the person I'm trying to avoid."

She nods and shifts, wrecking her dirty, old clothes. Her pure black wolf carries on with the bags in her mouth and she whines, before running off.

The she stops and turns around.

Get on my back.

I nod but I'm too late. Because there stands my mate, his eyes full of lust.

Crap.

I'm a crappy author. I've just realised how I lack in author's notes. So, I, going back and adding them. After all, I need that connection with my readers, you know?

Where are you reading this from?

What time is it where you are?

What are you plans to do?

Hehe, well I'm from England and it is 6:54pm right now. My plans are to do my school homework because school is cruel. Also, I think I'm going to try and update my other books.

What do you think Quinn is going to do?

Do you think Alpha Silas will force himself on her?

Do you think Isla will run away without Quinn?

^.^