Awakening Rejected Mate & Following Fate novel Chapter 7

Everything happens so fast that my heads spins, and I can barely catch my breath. Our imprinting sends the ceremony into quick disperse and I’m dragged away by Santo's pack and ushered into an awaiting car, my clothes thrown in my face and ordered to go to the pack house and be quiet.

Everything is in uproar as though I committed the crime of the century and it rippled through everyone present. Juan exploded magnificently at the possibility that our future Alpha just got betrothed to one of the lowliest of the packs, and I'm not exactly happy about it either.

I've kept my head down for ten years, stayed out of sight, in the shadows and away from drama the way others like me have not. Became almost invisible and made no real friends, all with my eye on one goal of escaping this place without any noise. Only to be put on show on the most important night of my life, in front of the entire mountain and have everything come crashing down on top of me.

This can't be happening! I can barely breathe as the panic sets in that this is not god damn reversable, and not a small thing that can get brushed aside and me sent on my merry way. Imprinting is for life, there is only one way out, and that's death!

That is NOT an option for me. We can choose to walk away and ignore it, but the bond won't break and the urge to bind us together will only grow stronger if we fight it. That's how this works, everyone knows that. If I leave, I’ll crave for him for the rest of my life, until it pushes me to insanity or even death from a broken soul. If I stay, then I'll never be able to fight the need to be with him and Juan made that excruciatingly clear that it will never happen.

Bustled from car to dark alley and only given seconds to pull my clothes on under my blanket before I am forcibly pushed in a side door and almost fall flat on my face into a bright corridor. The men charged with bringing me here are being less than hospitable with their shoving me around and manhandling me cruelly. I feel like I' m covered in bruises and I still have residue blood over my body and face. I 'ooft' at the impact of meeting hard floor, body already tired and weak from what I endured tonight.

I'm still reeling from the drugs and the first transformation of my life, on edge, hackles rising, and having to deal with this new trauma of semi kidnapping. I feel like I’m trapped in some sort of daymare and just want to wake up before I have an all-out freak out.

We are met by a tall familiar attractive blonde in the hall as she stalks towards me and without missing a beat, she slaps me hard across the face and sends my flying off my feet and skidding into the wall. Burning pain engulfing my cheek and eye socket as I groan it out, and spreads across my head and down my neck, rendering me senseless for a second. Slightly dazed with the force of that bitch's assault as I try to pick myself back up but fail when a foot stomps on my spine to force me back down.

"How dare you!! How god damn dare you, you whore! He's mine... we have dated for two years, and you think you can sweep in and take him!! You are a god damn nothing, and you have no rights to him!" she's livid. Puce with rage and comes bearing down on me, climbing on top of me while winding her fingers around my throat like a crazed psycho. In my panic I lash back to defend myself, but she's bigger and stronger and the glow of amber in her eyes tell me she's on the verge of turning. She's another of the pack who turned young and has her gifts well under control while I haven't begin to explore mine yet. "I'll kill you before I see you take him from me" her grasp tightens and I try to claw at her face, struggling for breath, panicking, momentary blacking out before she is hauled from on top of me by two strong arms and lifted high up into the air.

"Enough! She didn’t do this anymore than I did!" Colton' s voice cuts through her hysterical squealing and he drops her on her feet away from me. Standing between her and me as he turns to her and tries to reason and shut her up. His whole body taut and alert, as though he's ready to take her on, and I'm not sure it won't go that way. Females when angry tend to turn and attack, even people they love. It' s how disputes are resolved most of the time among wolves. Physical fights are the norm, even between mates. "Go home Carmen, let us deal with this. The elders and the Shaman are coming with my father. Just go and let us figure this out." He sounds pissed, that deep commanding tone, so like his father’s, only with a boyish edge.

"Why can't they just kill her and be done with it? She's nothing to the pack" she wails at him, desperately, the noise prickling at my ears so I wince in reaction with an 'ahhh' and grasp to cover them, and I wonder if this is a new thing with my senses. Hearing things more painfully.