When reaching her cottage he starts sniffing the air and following the trail towards the pack borders, completely ignoring the two siblings awaiting him there. She wasn’t kidding when she said she was going rogue. Suddenly, I start to feel uneasy with all of this. She has actually never done anything wrong to me at all.. In fact, we used to be best friends until I started hating women and firing my vengeance plan on all of them.
Since she was the only one not fawning over me and the only one to actually openly dislike my behavior, she got the worst treatment out of everyone. And although I still hate all women and trust neither of them, I have to admit she didn’t deserve me bullying her into making her go rogue and committing suicide by doing so. F*ck! We do have to find her, and I’ll even let her disobedience slip this time. ‘Father, start a search party for Lola if you haven’t already.
Going out there rogue as a female is a death sentence’ ‘already on it of course, son. Do you know what happened for her to do this?’ ‘no, not really’ I lie. I don’t think he ever realized how badly I treat women, and Lola in particular. No, actually, I am sure he doesn’t realize as he would have brought me to my knees for it already. Despite what mom did to him, he was still sympathetic towards women and Lola in particular he felt sorry for, as she came to us as an orphan and then was even more devastated when she lost her mother.
Unlike my piece of sh*t mother, her mother was an actual angel. She was always so sweet to us when we were kids, always letting us get away with all the mischief we pulled, covering for us. Always taking care of us both as if I were her own as well. If anything, I owe it to her mother to bring her back safely. And maybe treat her a bit better in the future to not make her sign her own death sentence again.
As Cezar reaches the pack borders, I see him sniffing the air frantically. ‘Did you lose her trail?’ and to my surprise, he replies to me ‘yes I lost her trail’, and he lets out a devastating howl for losing his pack member. Someone who trusted us for at least her protection. And we let her down. Cezar doesn’t give up and starts dashing out into the unclaimed territory.
Which, even for an Alpha, is not the smartest thing to do on your own. Although I am a big and well-trained Alpha, getting ganged upon by a few rogues could actually end poorly, depending on the strength of the rogues. ‘Cezar, shouldn’t we wait for the search party my father has sent out? I know you want to find her, but it isn’t safe for a solo trip, not even for us’ ‘have to find her.’ Is all I get back. After running out into the woods for hours and still no sign or smell of Lola, we head back home, feeling defeated.
‘Any luck on the search party father? Any sign of her?’ ‘afraid not son. We have sent out search warrants to all allied and non-allied packs and have made it known she is not to be harmed. If she were to stumble into another pack she should be fine. Let’s just hope she doesn’t stay in unclaimed territory for too long’.
I hope so too…
Lola POV
After running for hours and hours on end, I feel like I have finally placed a decent enough amount of distance between me and the pack in order to take a small break. I pull out water and food from my bag as I sit down on a fallen tree. It is still dark out, but morning is approaching fast and I need to get my plan together soon on where I am going to go and how I am going to provide for myself. Should I stay in the woods for a while, or should I head into human territory and make a life there? Being the think it through type of person I am, I weigh pro’s and con’s and decide I need to put a few weeks of distance between me and the pack to be sure nobody knows who I am and where I am from, and then head into human territory there.
I have never been out on my own in the woods for that long and honestly I don’t even know yet how I am going to pull it off, but I have to. All neighboring packs will have gotten the word by now, so I can in no way stumble upon any of their lands. Rogues in general aren’t treated nicely already, but I am on the run for defying and attacking my future Alpha. I definitely need to stay in this unclaimed no man’s land. The possibility of running into rogues will be less dangerous than facing the punishment I get when I would be captured by another pack.
Rogues are often loners too, so I would prefer a 1:1 battle with a rogue. Pick your battles carefully, mom always said to me.
After having eaten and drank, I get up from the tree I was sitting on to push forward. Dawn is approaching slowly, and I can see the beauty of this no man’s land begin to unfold. As a werewolf, I can see perfectly fine in the dark, but the vision of the night doesn’t do justice to the beauty of the landscape here. Through the past few hours, the terrain has varied from plain meadows with all kinds of beautiful flowers, to thick forests and everything in between. I prefer walking in the forest as it gives me shelter from anything or anyone, so I tend to stick to the forest side as much as possible.
But the flower meadows are just plain gorgeous to look at though. I could get so lost in the beauty of it I would almost forget that this could also be a very dangerous place.
After walking for a few more hours with some drinking stops in between, the forest starts to open up more and the terrain becomes more rocky. Up ahead, I see a stream of water which I then decide will be perfect to replenish my water bottles. Running over to the water I can very faintly smell a wolf’s presence, a rogue to be exact. Rogues usually have a very distinct smell and the more feral they become, the worse their smell becomes. This wolf does not smell too feral yet and judging by how faint the smell is, it must have been hours since the wolf was even here.
Although still a good reminder that I need to be careful of my surroundings, I relax a little knowing the rogue is long gone. I fill up my water bottles quickly to proceed to the rocky terrain. At first, the rocks are not too steep and it is easy to plow through. But the further I get, the more I notice the terrain becoming steeper and steeper. Lucky for me, I am pretty trained and athletic, because I am pretty positive most she wolves from my old pack would not be able to push through here.
In fact, I think even some males would struggle. The boulders become bigger and bigger as to where I actually have to jump to be able to grab the next boulder.
After quite the workout, I finally reach a small sort of plateau for me to catch my breath without balancing myself in the air. It also seems that I have almost reached the top luckily, as I have to admit this drained my energy a lot. I plop down on the ground from exhaustion, not being as attentive to my surroundings as I normally am and should be. After a few minutes of catching my breath, I notice I am actually sitting right next to a cave-like entrance. Right before the entrance I can see the remnants of a fire and a variety of animal bones scattered across the ground.
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