Elena’s POV
"I bet you had no idea. You never ntioned being a white wolf to ."
"Nobody knows about it. Mom only found out last night." I replied.
"The warriors have received orders to stay silent. We cannot afford additional attacks on this pack simply because outsiders discover we house a white wolf." Alpha Marcus stated.
"Do whatever you think is best." I said, my eyes rolling skyward.
He wasn’t protecting . His only concern was preventing more attacks on his precious pack.
His phone buzzed insistently, and when he glanced at the screen, he dismissed it and returned his attention to . The device rang again imdiately.
Despite his repeated attempts to ignore the calls, the ringing persisted relentlessly. The constant noise was grating on my already frayed nerves.
"Just answer your little mistress. That seems to be the only way to make her stop harassing you." I snapped with venom.
Alpha Marcus stepped outside the room to handle the call. Shortly after, he returned and settled into the chair positioned against the wall.
"Why are you still lingering here?" I demanded.
"I have no idea." He answered.
"You have a girlfriend waiting at ho. Just leave already." I said.
"She has been waiting for throughout the night. A little longer won’t kill her." He replied casually.
"What exactly are you not comprehending? What part of this situation confuses you? Get the hell out of my sight." I said.
"Watch your tone." He warned.
"I want you nowhere in my vicinity. Leave now and stop tornting . I refuse to participate in this twisted ga of yours any longer." I scread.
Alpha Marcus rose slowly from his seat and approached , leaning over my hospital bed with intimidating proximity.
"Rember your place, little one. I remain your Alpha and I still expect proper respect." He snarled through clenched teeth.
"If punishnt is what you have planned, then execute it. Stop with the empty threats and take action. I have stopped caring about the consequences." I declared.
He remained hovering above , his expression gradually softening as he studied my face. The raw desperation in my eyes pleaded for him to either discipline or abandon entirely. He recognized the sincerity behind my words.
Tara began whimpering inside my mind. She craved his presence and companionship. While she feared his potential for causing us pain, she equally dreaded separation from him and his wolf.
Marcus straightened his posture and exited the room without uttering another syllable.
Once I confird his departure, I managed to climb out of the hospital bed and retrieved the clothing my mother had delivered. I shuffled into the bathroom to change.
After dressing, I approached the door and peered through the window cautiously.
No sign of Jett or any other guards stationed by the Alpha’s orders were visible in the imdiate area.
I carefully opened the door and slipped out of the hospital undetected.
My feet carried down the road toward the forest line where I could move without observation.
Upon reaching the trailer, I prepared coffee and settled on the bench with a cigarette between my fingers.
Scanning the view outside the window revealed no signs of surveillance or watchers, confirming that Jett remained unaware of my hospital escape.
I treated myself to a hot shower before changing into warr clothing.
Fresh snow had fallen recently, and this decrepit trailer offered no heating system while featuring nurous gaps and cracks that invited the cold inside.
I retrieved the book I had taken from the packhouse and made myself comfortable on the worn couch.
Continuing from where I had previously stopped reading, I found myself studying events from the sixteen hundreds. Still no reference to any vampire treaty appeared in the text.
However, sothing specific captured my attention and left puzzled.
The individual docunting these historical pack events had begun discussing their new leader.
"Alpha Fairfax?" I whispered to myself in confusion.
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