《Alpha Daryl Reeds》Chapter 4
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I try to turn away from him but he grabs onto me dragging me up the fact that I came.
"Let go of me fucking bastard!" I scream at him tossing around trying to get out of this hold it only makes him hold on tighter to me but I refuse to let him win.
"I-I-I c-can't bel-believe you!" I stutter I was starting to see red how could . . . How could someone be so cruel?
I raise my leg up to kick him on the thigh, he lets me go in surprise but that's all I need to shift into my gray wolf.
I run and run, I could feel Daryl behind me but I don't care and he doesn't try to stop me probably either trying to see where I'll go or letting me cool down. Finally what seems like hours I find what I'm looking for, it's a small pond between my pack's territory and Daryl's territory.
My brothers and I would spend all summer coming here and swim. During the winter the pond would be frozen, and we either ice skated or played a game of 'find the fish." It was always fun looking at the ice trying to see if any fish were below the surface swimming. We never found any fish but that didn't stop us from trying.
I lay down by the pond remembering all the good times here. I itch to shift back into human form but I know I'll be naked and it's too cold for that and Daryl was right there. I wouldn't allow him to see me naked, not now, not ever, I was not his mate.
When darkness has fallen I move again, I look around seeing if Daryl was anywhere but I was alone. I make a few steps to my packs land when a voice stops me.
"I wouldn't do that."
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I turn to see a guy I've never seen before, but I was guessing that he was from Daryl's pack. "You don't want Alpha Daryl to attack your old pack do you?"
I growl at him. He was right though, I was torn I really didn't want to go back to Daryl but I didn't want anyone else to get hurt.
"Smart move Luna," the guy says as I walk towards him.
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Later that night I was sitting in the chair Daryl had been in when I woke up here. I wasn't tired even though it was a quarter past midnight, Daryl and I had gotten into a big fight about sharing the same bed.
I told him I wouldn't sleep with strangers and he got mad saying that he wasn't a stranger. I barely knew anything about him other than he was a monster, no way was I going to share a bed with him.
My stomach growls for the fourth time, I wished I haven't skipped dinner but I don't want to be around Daryl I just want to go home.
Finally giving up trying to go back to sleep which I just tossed and turned for an hour. I go to the door, hoping I remember where the kitchen is. Going into the dining room I notice a figure sitting at the table a glass of what looks like wine, since the glass looked like it was full of blood. My mother used to have a drink of wine on special occasions.
"Darling." The figure said.
"How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that?" I asked.
"I'll never stop."
"Ugh, you're annoying."
"Like your not?"
I don't answer him. Instead I go to the door I saw the blonde girl from earlier come out of, I go to the fridge thirty for a cup of juice or something. I see eggs, fruits and some other things milk, orange juice, apple juice, beer and wine.
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"Oh, now you're hungry." Daryl says. He had followed me into the kitchen I haven't even heard him get up for the chair.
"What do you want?" I snapped at him.
"Don't talk to me like that." He growled
I spun around and faced him. "I'll talk to you any way I fucking want."
"Watch your language."
"No, fucking way."
"What is wrong with you? Just accept the fact that I'm going to be your mate you need to learn respect!" He yells at me.
"No, I'll never accept you a monster!" I spat at him. Slamming the fridge shut forgetting about eating I just wanted to get away from him.
I go back to Daryl's room slam the door, and lock it. I don't know, if he followed me or not but doesn't knock on the door. Some time soon sleep takes me from reality.
I stayed in the room, never going out not even to eat, someone always knocks on the door in the mornings, afternoons, and at night but I don't move from my spot on the bed. The days blend together, and I lose track of how long I've been here.
I know I've been here at least a month and a half since the snow had melted, flowers were starting to come out of the ground. I've become really thin from all the missed meals but I don't find myself hungry or caring. The only thing I do is shower, I don't answer the door when Daryl knocks or when the maid does telling me they have food, I don't even yell "go away" anymore. I just lay and stare at the door.
My brothers don't answer me through the mind-link. I wonder why they won't answer me, I didn't choose my mate and I tried to reject him but he didn't care.
Something in my blank state of mind brought me back to when I was exploring Daryl's territory in from the small village, all those people with children. What did they do during the winter? What are they doing when its raining out and it was too cold for them to sit around in a circle at all together trying to keep warm do they continue to do it even when it's pouring out and there is no warmth?
Every time I thought about the village I got mad all over again Daryl, I couldn't believe him. Sometime around mid-afternoon, I hear the growing familiar knock on the door. Instead of the same voice calling through the door asking me if I wanted lunch.It was Daryl, I so badly wanted to hit him but I don't move I don't do anything.
"Joyce, I've given your space but now it's time to stop acting childish." He yelled through the door, I knew he just wanted to see me I knew his wolf was probably going crazy trying to get him to make me come out. I wouldn't my wolf stopped talking to me weeks ago.
I don't move, just blink even though he can't see me. "Joyce, come on." He said angrily.
"No," I say my voice cracked due to not drinking water.
That only seemed to anger him because not a second after I told him no, did he kick the door down.
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