My eyes widened at the new information. A rogue that knows how to mask his scent, they could be anywhere at anytime. Suddenly, it feels like my safe place isn't so safe anymore.

I looked at Adrian. I didn't want him to leave me here alone if he was going to help them. I knew that when I found out he was an alpha, this all came with it. Maybe I'm scared that he'll never be around if I need him because his pack needs him a little more. I shouldn't even be thinking like that considering that I am the future luna of this pack. I'm not worthy of this and he deserves someone more stronger and not as weak as me. I feel bad for him, for getting paired with me. I'm not fit to be a luna.

I wish I was like my mother. She was strong, she took care of her pack. She was right there beside my father, helping him, guiding him like a luna should. How can I do that for Adrian if i'm scared to talk to everyone and anyone. I have missed out on the past ten years of society. I didn't even know what the word mate meant.

What kind of leader is that?

Adrian was in full alpha mode. He was thinking of what to do , his next move.

"Jacob, stay here with her," he said with command, "I need to know she's safe while I'm sorting this out," he explained.

"Of course alpha."

"No!" I grabbed his bicep as I said what I was feeling. Realizing I said it quite loudly I said more quiet, "Adrian, no."

He turned around to look at me, his eyes once again softening while looking at me, "Love, I have to leave and someone has to make sure you stay safe." He brought his hand up to cup my cheek. I leaned into his touch, welcoming it.

I looked from Adrian to Jacob, analyzing more of him. He was just watching us, waiting patiently, but also like he was about to take any order his alpha threw at him. He stood up straight, taking this matter very seriously. Clearly.

I looked down at my hands, playing with the cast on my arm. I do not feel comfortable at all. Even thinking about being left alone with another male is uneasy to me. It took a long time for me to warm up to Adrian.

It was silent for a little bit until I looked back up at Adrian. His hands had stopped my fiddling and he was staring at them, "Jacob, get a few more pack guards. Surround all perimeters of the house when I leave, just don't go inside. Unless the rogue comes in here, or you suspect anything worse."

My heart started to beat fast. He changed what he thought because of how I felt. He could read me. He understood. Flutters appeared in my stomach. Partly from what he said and also because he started rubbing circles in the back of my hands like he used to when he was in that cell.

This time Jacob hesitated like he was confused but nonetheless agreed, "Right of course, sir."

Adrian nodded at him, a distant but satisfied look in his eye, "I'll be right back okay," he said turning to me.

I nodded back at him.

"Don't open the doors, don't open the windows, make sure they're shut until I come back." Once again I nodded at him. I didn't want to tell him that I just planned on staying in his room the whole time.

"I won't be long, love," he reassured me. Adrian leaned in closer to me, his lips specifically. Is he about to kiss me? I closed my eyes, not prepared for what was about to happen. I don't even know how to kiss. I've never missed anyone before.

Just before my mind could go into overdrive, his lips landed on my temple, so gently. I've never felt something so soft. Either way, I was yet relieved that he didn't kiss me, but sad that he knew I wasn't ready for that. It fascinates me that in some ways, he already knew so much about how I feel.

With one last look at each other, he turned around and headed for the kitchen door, Jacob following close behind him. I stood there, trying to suppress all the emotion that I felt in these past few moments. The happiness from us dancing still lingered in my mind, and it made me realize how long it's been since I've had so much of it at one time. That feeling, I never wanted it to go away.

I turned towards the food that we had prepared and took one of the plates and helped myself. Even though that was such a happy moment, us together, it was only short lived. I want it to be longer, I want to be happy.. longer.

Feeling satisfied with the amount of food I had, I fast walked upstairs, turning all the lights off in the process, and locked myself in Adrian's room. The smell instantly making me feel calm and collected, like nothing could bother me.

Setting the plate down on the bed, I peeked through the window to see the streets vacant. Not a single person walking on them. Adrian must've have had everyone either go home or check out the surrounding borders. I looked down to see one of the guards that Adrian told to watch the house. It was weird to see someone random, especially a guy, be told to protect me like this. Even if it is under an order. It's just all of this is going to get some getting used too.

I made sure to cover any openings into his room. Making sure to close the blinds and the curtains, I checked the door to make sure it was locked again. This brought memories to me of whenever I used to hide myself from Sir if he were ever drunk or sometimes when he was just in the mood. It was terrifying at times.

Hopefully living here will finally get my mind off of what my life was. Maybe I can forget and start new memories, better ones.

With Adrian.

I put on a movie that Adrian and I have already watched earlier in the week. I started eating my food trying to take my mind off of the potential rogue that's running free in the territory. And it's just ironic to me that this has to happen, whenever I was brought here. I don't want to bring this pack any trouble. I don't want to bring Adrian any trouble. But I also don't want whoever this to be after me, if they are from my old pack.

I am probably just overthinking this. It could be just a random rogue who thinks they can outsmart Adrian and his pack.

Maybe.

About an hour has passed by and the movie is almost over and I have already ate what was left of my food, when I started to feel sleepy. With just the sound of the movie playing, my eyes slowly started to droop and I fell asleep.

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I woke up a loud slam.

Sitting up, I rubbed my eyes to see the TV has gone off and the blinds to the window were now open, but I remember closing them.

A red flag started waving around in my head.

I swung my legs over off the bed and slid the covers off of me. It was about 5 now which means I slept for like a really long time. I need to stop doing that.

I stood up and walked to the the door carefully and opened it. It was dark everywhere. All the lights were out like how I had them. Nothing seemed out of place, but I was still scared. I know I heard something and I don't know if Adrian's here. Wouldn't he have woken me up to tell me he was back? I feel like he would've done that.

I walked down the stairs and still all the lights were off. It was harder to see but I could still see a little bit from being a werewolf. I just haven't fully developed the senses quite yet because I'm different. That's what Sir said.

Turning the corner I saw that the front door was wide open. The top hinge was broken off and made the door crooked. The sun was slowly setting making the light coming in very dim.

Someone's in here.

I backed up towards the kitchen, never taking my eyes off of the living room. This rogue could be anywhere, and with it masking its scent plus my already non developed werewolf skills, this wasn't good. It had an advantage. Anyone could look at me and tell I don't have my full senses.

Once I entered the kitchen, I turned around and quickly ran to the silverware drawer. I pulled out a knife, the biggest one I saw. I knew I couldn't rely on my strength. I didn't even have any.

I didn't wait around in the kitchen, checking every available space like how some horror movies do. Instead, I made my way back into the living room, holding the knife close to me. They could probably sense me and are looking at me right now. My heart is beating at a hundred miles per minute.

"Kayla," I heard a raspy voice say.

I froze.

No.

" I know you can hear me darling," he spoke again.

"No I can't. No I can't."

" Of course you can. You always can." I felt his presence get closer to me.

I turned around and looked Sir into his eyes. Those eyes that tortured me all those years. How could I forget them?

"It's foolish of you to think that you could escape me. Did you think you can put run me dear? You should've known that wasn't true." He paces around me, looking like he was judging me. He had a menacing smile on his face. He already knows he won.

"T-that's not t-true. A-Adrian can protect me," I stuttered. He'll be here soon. He's been out long enough, and if he's tracking the rogue, it should lead him here.

I just hope it's not too late.

"Adrian's not here now? Is he? Look around, darling, you're alone." Sir started walking closer to me. The knife in my hand was starting to shake. I was starting to shake.

"No! Get away from me. I hate you! I-I hate you!" I yelled. Tears were coming out of my eyes.

"Nothing I haven't heard from you before. You think that'll make me care now? No one can help you. You'll always be a sad, pathetic, little girl i found in the woods 10 years ago, abandoned by your parents," He continued. He kept walking closer.

"Shut up. SHUT UP!" I have never said this much to Sir. It's only been a few weeks since I've escaped. My sudden confidence gave me adrenaline.

"They never cared about you. That's why they never came back. No one can love you. Not me, not them, and not Adrian. No one will ever love something. like. you."

I couldn't feel anymore. I sprinted at him, knife in hand. I couldn't see anything, my eyes were closed. I could feel myself screaming but I didn't know what I was saying. I felt my arm being raised so I wouldn't stab him. My bad wrist was swinging, just trying to hurt him. I didn't care. No one cares. Why should I?

I was sobbing, tears became rivers flowing down my cheeks. I physically couldn't feel anything. I couldn't mentally either. All I'm thinning about is what Sir said.

Could I be so unloveable that my parents didn't want me?

That Adrian doesn't want me?

I felt myself being pulled back. The knife was on the ground now like it's been slid away from me. Strong arms were holding mine down, cocooning me, pulling me to a hard chest. A calming smell flooded around me and tingles shot up my arms.

My rapid breathing slowed down and I opened my eyes once again. Sir was no where in sight.

"Shhh, sweetheart it's okay. It's okay love," I felt him. He was caressing my hair, smoothing it down, "You're alright. You're going to be fine." We backed up against the wall, me still in his arms, and slid down the surface of it. He was still caressing me, saying sweet nothings in my ear. I was still crying but not as bad as before.

"Adrian," I sobbed. My voice was barely there.

"I'm here Kayla," He whispered in my ear.

"Is he gone? He's gone right?" I leaned more into his touch, my head going into the bend of his neck. Still crying.

"There was no one here, love."

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