Chapter 9

'My heart is
so tired. I'm
slowly giving
up. But scars
mean you are
stronger than
what hurt
YOU.'

I normally rebel. I normally reply with a sarcastic comment. I normally do what I want to.

But here I am, trailing behind Silas like a lost puppy. Like I don't have any purpose but to do as he says.

On the way to his bedroom, I feel the tension surround me, following me. I feel a full zoo take over in my stomach and I feel my wolf jumping in happiness.

I see the door determine my future and I gulp, sweat falling down my forehead.

I wipe it off with the back of my hand and I stand behind his muscular back, waiting for instructions.

Silas walks into the room and I follow behind him

I'm nervous. I'm scared. I'm terrified. But I'm also excited. I'm ecstatic.

He locks the room and turns to me, smiling.

"Let the games begin."

I wake up, the heat now gone, preparing to return next month. Looking to the side, I frown. No Silas.

Memories from last night invade my mind and I fight the blush threatening to come on my face.

Wrapping the blanket around me, I grab new clothes and step into the the shower, ready to clean off last night's memories.

I've done what he wanted me to do. Did I do it willingly or was it the heat? I still don't know.

I focus on the water sliding down my body, gently cleaning off the dirt on my skin.

The water falls on my body gracefully, relaxing the tense muscles on my back. I let myself daydream about things. The perfect family. The perfect life.

Is there a utopia? Will we get our paradise?

I wrap the towel around me, this time changing in the bathroom. My wolf begs to run in the wild, sick of the walls surrounding her.

Running out of the room, I sprint out of the front door and carefully take off my clothes, leaving them beside a tree.

My wolf comes out reflecting my red hair and I walk before breaking into a sprint. My paws hit off the floor and I hear the satisfying crunch of leaves under them.

I inhale deeply, loving the smell of the outdoors. Stopping near a tree, I stretch and proceed to walk towards the familiar river.

I change into my human self and look at my body covered with scars. He saw my scars. Last night, he saw my scars.

Living a life as a rogue was never easy. Yeah most of them were out because of a crappy life but some of them had turned insane and put up big fights, scared of any wolf in their five mile radius.

Unfortunately, I was the unlucky one in the five mile radius. I remember the brown wolf pouncing on me, scratching me with its claws. I remember bleeding and trying to heal but it was useless.

I was too weak to change into my wolf so I just laid there. I was saved by a howl of another wolf and the brown one had left me to seek the other's wrath.

Of course I shifted then, limping away from the scene and I vowed then to never befriend a rogue. To never even come close to a rogue.

Then Isla came along and wrecked that rule.

I shift again, disgusted by myself. Scars make you beautiful some say, but don't scars just remind you of the horrible past that you endured? Aren't scars just ugly reminders?

How am I meant to think of something to beautiful if it was caused by someone trying to harm me?

The sparkling water reflects my wolf and I decide to shift again. I rub the water on my body, tracing my scars with my fingers.

The smell of natural water surrounds me and the smell of Silas' shower gel is fading. I prefer the smell of nature, after all, I'm still a rogue.

I leave the river, letting the wind dry my body before shifting into my red wolf. I race against the wind, seeing who arrives to the pack house first.

When I reach the tree, I shift and change into my clothes.

Isla runs out, hugging. "So you won't even believe what happened! Jax took me out on a date to this really cute place and gave me loads of roses! Oh, it was a dream. I'm so happy!"

She hugs me again in excitement and frowns when I don't respond. "What is it? You're normally excited with me?"

She looks genuinely confused and she scrunches up her nose, making her look adorable.

"No it's just, I mated with the Alpha." I whisper the sentence in her ear and watch as her eyes turn wide, the cogs in her brain spinning quickly.

"What? What?! OMG!!"

She squeals. "We both have amazing lives! This is so great!"

I shake my head, sighing. "No, it's not great. I only mated with him because I was in heat! I couldn't control myself! What do I do now?"

She rubs her cheeks and looks at me with sympathy. "I don't know. I really don't know. Maybe you have to give the Alpha one chance as well. Maybe you could use your own advice."

"Okay." Okay.

I knock on the door, impatient and eager to just go in. Too many thoughts interrupt my action and for a moment, I think of turning around and never looking back.

"Come in."

Two simple words stop me from leaving and I gulp, inhaling deeply. If Isla can do it, so can I.

I swing open the door and walk in, subtly checking out his office. Much like his room: neutral.

He sits their, writing something down. Not going to lie, he looks so good.

"Quinn?"

Stop beating so fast heart, stop beating so fast. The way he said my name, Wowza. I literally can't even right now.

"Y-yeah?"

He raises one of his perfect eyebrows at me. "What are you doing here?"

Oh yeah. I came here for a reason. "I came here because I have something to say."

He nods. "I'm listening."

"Okay, so. I've decided, I'm going to give you a try. Before this, I was all 'hell naw' but now I'm like 'maybe'. So, I'm here to tell you that I give you a chance. One. One chance to prove to me your okay. And I can live with you. Otherwise I'm out. And when I say I'm out, I mean I'm out."

"Princess, who says you've got a say in all of this?"

I can feel the anger rising in me. I can feel my brain telling my arm to punch him in the face. And trust me, I'm a minute away. Especially because he's got a cocky smirk on his face right now.

"I'm fully capable to run away. Heck I could just go right now. I'm sure Isla wouldn't care because she has her mate who, by the way, LOVES and SUPPORTS her unlike someone I know. I have every reason to go. And comments like these make me want to go even more. But I won't. Because I'm insane. Prove me right Silas, be good to me."

"Okay." I nod harshly at him, ready to flee from the claustrophobic room. Then I turn around. He didn't say no. He actually said okay. I look at him with a confused face.

"Okay?"

"Okay."

I breathe out, staring at his amazing looks. I'll take that as my leave.

Over 200 reads! Guuuuyyyysss! You make me happy guys. And I know most of you are ghost readers, but I don't mind. As long as you're reading it.

Some questionsssss...

Anyone like P!ATD?

Anyone own a pet? If you do, what?

Who's the most relatable character in this book, even if it is a werewolf book?

What's your favourite song right now?

What is Quinn doing with the one chance thing?

Do you think she made the right decision?

What would you do?

^.^