Here She Is

{ Rodrick }

"I told you so," Andrew says as his last words, looking at me with complete annoyance one second before we're both shot. With sedatives, of course, since we were just hanging out in the woods not being dangerous at all.

I wake up a few hours later as I'm being dragged out of a van between two uniformed alphas. I only need to see the building entrance to know I'm in Fallonmore again. That’s their logo right there.

I didn't think the mayor would be so spiteful. He must be humiliated by the attack and how he almost died. A true Alpha either wins or dies for his clan and there is no in between.

Getting hurt is just fucking pathetic. A beta move.

Although… to be honest, the attack on the mayor of Fallonmore was far more unfair than it should have been. That was a mistake on my part, but my mind got clouded by my wolf when I saw the man alone and his defenses down as he talked on the phone at the edge of the borders.

I hadn't even planned anything yet, we were just making initial observations around the borders to figure out how to get in and challenge the mayor, but when I saw him there with no one to defend him and in human form, my wolf came out without permission and I attacked him in a matter of seconds. I went straight for the throat.

The only thing that stopped me from killing him was Andrew running at me and pulling my fur with his human hands, banging my head with all his might and complaining. He reminded me that even if this mayor died, it wouldn't be valid. It wasn't a fair fight to begin with, it wasn’t legal. And then I regained control of my head and returned to my human form.

We've been on the run ever since, from clan to clan trying to throw Daniel Griffin and his people off. But sooner rather than later, they caught up with us.

I know they're right to detain me because I made a foolish mistake by letting my wolf attack that man just like that, but that doesn't mean I'm going to simply submit to this imprisonment.

For what I did, my sentence will probably be the death penalty. Attacking a mayor for no reason? Yeah, they're totally going to kill me. At least in Raynard I challenged the mayor first, that little technicality saved my äss. But this time I don't have that excuse so they're going to kill me. And Andrew too, just for being my accomplice.

I will never let anyone hurt my little brother, so my mission has now changed.

It’s no longer of major importance to find a clan and become Alpha, now the most important thing is to escape from this place and take my brother with me. We will run away until we’re free and after some time of living on the low, I can continue with my plan to become Alpha. It’s annoying to delay the thing I want the most, but if I want to protect my brother, I have to. We’re both still young, anyway, we can spear to lose a few years.

I let the Alphas take me to the basement of the building where they have their cells. There’s a line of normal cells, but me and Andrew are taken to two special cells on one side of the main desk. When I realize we’re going to be separated, I start to lose my mind.

My brother can't deal with these people by himself, I have to stay with him. I tell them that and fight the female alpha who is escorting me on her own now, thinking it will be easy to get her off my back because she is a woman.

Sadly, I was wrong and it's not easy at all. I claw at her face and try to push her off, but the alpha manages to control my strength even though I am taller than her. And while I'm struggling, my eyes move around the basement with no specific destination until I meet a pair of clear eyes that stop my whole world.

All the fight in me stops in that second, which gives the alpha a chance to throw me into the cell so hard that my heavy body falls to the floor, directly on my ass.

It hurts like hell, but I don't even give my body time to react to the pain, I get up like I have a spring on my bruised ass and run to the door which closes before I can get there. And then I'm locked in.

Fuck.

I struggle and push at the door even though I know it's useless. It's impossible for me to stop fighting even if it's pointless, so I slam the door with my good arm and scream, even though I can tell it's pointless because the cell is soundproofed.

Damn, what kind of millionaire clan is this? In Reynard the jail looks more like a dungeon and this clan has these damn maximum security solitary cells that are ruining all of my plans.

This is bad. Very bad, actually. I need to get out of here for me, for my brother and now for those eyes I saw for just a few seconds.

I hate the fact that I didn't get a good look at her face. All I know is that she's a girl, obviously, that her eyes are beautiful and that maybe she has light brown hair, but I'm not too sure about that.

In all this time I’ve been planning For my future, I have never considered the possibility of finding a fated mate. Truth be told, omegas stopped being a priority for me five years ago when I turned eighteen and became an alpha.

Before that, I couldn't stop thinking about them and masturbating all day or looking for girls who wanted to kiss me under the bleachers at school. But for the past five years, I've only sought out omegas for pay to satiate my rut for a couple of hours.

Having a fated mate is inconvenient, to say the least. I never thought I would find my Luna at twenty-three while I’m clan-less, title-less, homeless and even freedom-less. Not to mention money-less.

This is fücking bad, but I'm not the kind of alpha who's just going to moan and cry about it. I'm the kind of alpha who's going to do something about it.

Mother Nature knows what she's doing. This omega came into my life at this specific time because she needs to be with me for some divine reason that I'm not going to question.

So I scream and bang on the door uselessly for a few minutes, until I get surprised by those beautiful eyes appearing again through the small window, making my heart go crazy.

If it weren't for the fact that he's still moderately sedated, I know my wolf would be in charge right now, humping the fücking door trying to fück her through it. But right now he can only beg me to do something to go get her.

I put my hand on the window and try to communicate with my eyes that I will do my best to get out of here and be with her, but my omega turns her gaze to the side and a few seconds later, I hear her voice.

"Alpha? I can't open the door," my omega says, her voice deep. My fingertips begin to tingle and my erection fills with the need to take her, to smell her scent, to fill her body with mine.

"Luna, my love... what is your name? Who are you?" I ask, because I need to know that so I can legally claim her. If there's one thing I have to make legit and legal, it's this. Fated mates have so many rights and benefits, I need to use them to our advantage.

My Luna turns to look at me again and then I get a chance to inspect her face for the first time. Her little button nose, her full lips painted red at the moment and her light brown, long, wavy hair. She's gorgeous, the most gorgeous thing I've ever seen in my entire life.

"Clara Taffy," she answers and her name rings a bell in my brain, but I can’t think of nothing but her eyes right now. They're like a mix of green and yellow. How did I get so lucky? This girl looks like the kind I would jerk off over a few years ago, "I want to get you out of here, but I don't know how. I just work in government."

That's good. Just the fact that she can be here means she has enough power to help me escape. I can work with that.

I ask my Luna to explain everything she sees on the screen and with what she describes to me I ask her to make an elimination pattern.

"I don't know how to do that, Alpha," she complains, but when I tell her to just punch every button she sees, she understands and gets the opening in the door to deactivate. It's not what I need, but I don't waste a second reaching my hand out and touching my omega.

It's uncomfortable, but I touch as much of her as I can, circling her waist and inhaling to collect as much of her scent as possible.

It smells fresh, it smells green... it smells like peppermint sweet gum and best of all, it smells like mine.

"What the fück are you doing, Clara?" someone roars and before I can see who yelled that, he pushes my Luna aside rudely and grabs my arm to twist it. I growl in frustration at not being able to move my other arm or fücking rip his throat out, but I do my best to fight this fücking alpha ässhole, "If you don't want two useless arms, get this arm back there right now!"

"Don't you dare touch my Luna," I growl, doing my best to look at his face to identify him. And indeed, I manage to identify him. When I was doing research on this clan, his name and picture popped up as Head of Security. Daniel Griffin. I don’t give a shit, I’d still kill him for mistreating my omega, “Or I'm going to rip your hands off."

The asshole turns to look at me with narrowed eyes as if his stupid brain can’t process my words and Clara takes advantage of his confusion to attack him from behind. It fills me with pride to know that my omega is a fearless, strong fighter, but I still keep fighting the alpha because she is so much smaller than him, he could hurt her in a second.

Unfortunately, this alpha is strong and has the upper hand in several ways, including two arms and a way to sedate me again.

"Put it in by yourself or I'll break it," he threatens, bending my arm until it almost pops out of place. I grunt in pain and can do nothing but give up if I don't want a completely useless arm for days. As soon as I get my arm back inside, the alpha locks the door before turning to my Luna again, "What the fuck is going on?!"

"Don't touch me, Alpha. Never again," Clara threatens, hitting the alpha as he tries to contain her, her voice deep with the presence of her wolf still. Her words make me frown. What does she mean by never again? My instinct tells me there’s a meaning in that.