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Evie’s pov
The second he leaves my room I let out the most gut wrenching sob I’ve ever let out in my life. It feels like he had just reach in my chest, gripped my heart with his bare hand and ripped it out of me.
I got off the bed, my legs wobbly as I rush to door to lock it. The second the lock click into place I slide down the door, knees to my chest as I cry my heart out. It was the only relief I could get from the immense pain that weighs down heavily on my chest.
I knew this would’ve happened if I had given myself to him. I knew he would’ve chosen her. Chosen the right one for him.
I knew what I was risking.
Yet…..I didn’t think he’d be so cold and detached after what we shared.
He rejected me.
Plain and simple.
And if I had a wolf right now, my wolf would’ve shattered the same way. Perhaps even more.
I can hear them, hear Kimberly giggle. Perhaps he was doing to her what he had just done to me……
The thought pains me.
I closed my eyes tightly, pressing a hand to my chest. I thought I could live with them being together. I thought I could do this.
But I couldn’t.
I cannot.
I cannot listen or watch her have the life that was supposed to be mine.
I cannot watch her be with the one person I thought life was worth living for.
I cannot watch him……choose her. Again.
So I did what any rejected person would’ve done. I stood up, head to my draws and packed. I was going to leave tonight. I was going to get away from them.
I will flee and never look back.
I will run.
And run.
And run until they no longer can hurt me.
Run until my heart no longer beats for him.
So as I listen to her loud boisterous giggles, I pack and pack until my bag is heavy. And with one last glance at my door, I turn around and head for my opened window.
The night air was chilly and I didn’t really have a plan on how to escape the territory without anyone noticing me and alerting Ryan that I was running away. And even though I doubted he’d care, I didn’t really want to get punished. At least not by him. That would shatter my soul even more.
But I had to try. I couldn’t stay here. Not now. Not when it would pain me the most.
So with a heavy heart and sigh, I push myself out of the window, gripping the edge tightly. One slip and I would fall to my death. I wouldn’t be able to heal like the others seeing as I had no wolf.
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My bones stiffen and my heart hammers in my chest. Between my thighs still throbbed with the remembrance of Ryan and I try my hardest to ignore it. Ignore him.
“Come on Evie. You got this,” I murmur to myself. It was a little boost I needed and it did help me. In a few minutes I am climbing down the trellis, making sure to not watch the ground to set fear into my heart.
While he enjoys himself with her, I am escaping. There was nothing worth living for here. He was the only one I’d stay for. But he clearly didn’t want me. The thought brought me pain and my teeth sink into my lower lip as I try to reel in the whimper that tries to escape.
When my feet touch the grass, I tilt my head to look up at my window. My vision blurs. It would be the last time I see the chamber that was my prison. The last time I get locked in there.
The last time I’ll see him.
Gripping the trellis, I let out a shaky breath, turn and sprint into the woods without a glance back. I was afraid if I did look back I wouldn’t be able to move on with my plan of escaping.
The trees swallow me and I run. I run until my lungs burned. I run until my heart beat so fast I was scared it would jump out of my chest. I run until I could no longer hear him…..or….her.
I don’t slow down. I can’t. I can’t afford to.
My bag thumps painfully on my back but I pushed the uncomfortable feeling in the back of my mind and continued to push through the forest.
I am not sure where I am going, or what I will do once I get out of pack territory. But I do know one thing. That I would never set foot here again.
As my feet drift me through the woods my ears pick up on an alarming sound. It was the sound of paws hitting the earth, fast and
many……
My heart stutters as panic floods my veins.
Of course with my luck they’d find me. Had Ryan alerted them? Did Ryan know?
I freeze to a halt and pressed my back against a tree. I clamp a hand over my mouth and squeeze my eyes shut for a few seconds
to think.
If they catch me, I’d probably be punished.
I don’t have a wolf to mask the scent of my fear or any instinct to guide me through this. Hell, I don’t even have the speed to
outrun them.
Tears sting my eyes as dread creeps into my gut. I had to do it. I had to keep running even if they chase me. I can’t bear to see Ryan and Kimberly have the life I once wished for.
So pushing off the tree, I run. I ignore the sting of the bag slamming against my spine and ignore the way the branches scrape against my skin. I had a mission to free myself from this cruel place and I would be damned if they catch me and drag me back.
Biting into my tongue once I hear the paws growing louder behind me, I pick up my pace until my chest hurt. And for a second I turn to look behind me, but it takes just that second for me to slam into something hard and fall on my ass.
The air knocks out of my lungs and I look up. My blood runs cold instantly. Because I didn’t slam into a tree. No. I slammed into the head of the warrior wolves, Javon.
