The Runaway Breeder novel Chapter 4

The doors to the pack house closes, the pack meeting will proceed as usual now that a new breeder is chosen and this is when reality begins to sink. I feel numb, my mind still wrapping around my new role as the men lead me to a black car. The doors are open, waiting to close me inside and whisk me away from the life I know but no one forces me into the vehicle. In moments Chris and Jack will be informed of my position, they will rush from whatever it is they are doing with the prodding eyes of their friends questions what is wrong before finding me where each Breeder waits for their final words with loved ones. Only a few minutes will be allotted to us and then I’ll be taken away where no one will be able to see me for the next twenty or so years.

Knowing Chris and his obsession wit time, they will be here in three.-

Two.

One.

Que a sobbing Chris.

“Laina, are you okay?” Chris’s voice fills my ears the moment his arms hold me in a tight hug. I watch as the guards walk away to give us privacy, far enough to not hear a thing but close enough to chase after me if I decide to run. Since this is my last free moment as a regular pack member, the guards are not allowed to listen in, its like they are giving a prisoner on death row their last meal before taking them to the chair that will end their lives. A few minutes of silence fall between us, Chris sobbing into my shoulder as Jack sends me a grimace of a smile. We all know the situation is dire.

“I...I don’t know what to do.” I whisper, feeling Jack wipe away stray tears that had fallen from my eyes.

“What you do is behave, wait for a free moment and run. Run towards the old tree house, look for something pink, grab it and keep running.” I do not understand what Chris has said, my fuzzy mind unable to comprehend his words before I am ripped away from my best friend and pushed into the car, the door slamming in my face and the engine coming to life.

I watch in the review mirror as my life fades away from me, the tears now flowing freely.

All I can think of is this how Katniss felt when she was whisked away from her family in District Twelve in The Hunger Games?