This is the moment where I can see my life flash before my eyes once again.

I thought that since I have been through this already I would at least be able to calm myself down, but that wasn't the case. I was working myself into a frenzy and I felt like I was suffocating.

Even my palms were starting to sweat from terror and the anxiety of being caught.

I wasn't numb to these emotions like I had hoped. Instead, I felt as if the further I pushed myself, the more panicked I became.

The sun still glowed behind my back but I knew that I wasn't covering ground fast enough.

My legs feel like lead had been attached to them and I noticed that my body was failing me in the moments that I needed it most.

And I could do absolutely nothing about it.

Why couldn't I trade my anti-aging abilities for super speed or something more useful in the long run?

As I stumbled out of the ravine, my eyes flashed to the front of me and I could see a big building standing in the front with small houses surrounding it.

I'm saved!

A smile spread, too quickly, onto my face as I limped to it only to stop in my tracks when the oxygen finally reached my deprived brain.

No human would build a gigantic house in the middle of nowhere, especially inside of a forest where dangerous animals lurked, unless they were predators themselves.

A pack house.

I stumbled onto a werewolves' pack house.

Before I could take another step forward, a vicious growl from behind me made me stumble two steps ahead.

At the scary sound, the hairs on the back of my neck stood on end.

Eventually, my legs gave out on me, sending me plummeting onto the floor beneath with limbs akimbo. I tumbled forward and rolled down from the uneven ground before coming to a complete halt on the grass, gasping for breath as I stopped.

Truthfully, I wished that I had continued rolling, barreling as far away as I can but that was impossible.

And I quickly came to realize that I am only human.

My limbs had soon turned to jelly and I could barely even roll myself onto my stomach to attempt to stand up straight because my vision had long gone blurry with tears of desperation.

I was too dizzy to even stand properly but I continued to try to push myself upwards only to stumble back onto my ass like a newborn fawn.

Another loud rumbling growl, that echoed throughout the entire forest, had actually spurred me back onto my feet faster that ever before.

I stumbled forward, my thoughts hazy as I relied on my instincts to guide me only to stumble back when I ran straight into a line of overly built werewolves.

And, once again, I found myself on my ass while both exits were completely blocked off.

So this was what they meant when they say dead end.

"P-Please let me through," I whisper with my slightly strained and hoarse voice from yesterday's near death experience.

The three werewolves continued to stare me down before the chilling howl, that sounded vaguely familiar, cut through the air.

At the howl, the guard werewolves became further enraged.

I choked down a terrified scream before attempting to stand again, my head whipping behind me to spot the enraged Alpha barreling through the grove and coming to a stand still behind me.

His beta and Kent was right behind his tail, almost running straight into the tall Alpha before stilling.

"Alpha Jared, you have crossed our borders," one of the rather scarier buff males voiced in a rather annoyed tone of voice as he glared the older male down.

"It was not planned, Beta Toren. I have only come to collect something of mine," Jared rumbled back with a slightly uneasy frown on his lips.

I attempted to flee again through the gap of men only to hear the slightly peeved growl beneath Alpha Jared's breath. His eyes stared into my own frightened ones and the sharp glare managed to freeze me in my spot.

"No matter, Alpha Jared. You have breached our peace treaty and this must be reported to our Alpha," the man replied sternly before turning right towards me, glancing down his nose to inspect my form.

I narrowed my eyes when the two werewolves standing by this Beta's side came forward.

They dragged me up by my forearms with a seriously painful grip that brought tears to my eyes.

The two muscled guards pulled me between them and up the porch, straight into the white pack house with Jared and his pack trailing right behind us.

And I soon found myself, once again, captive to another group of werewolves.

If this new Alpha sides with stupid Alpha Jared than I might as well put my head --womb-- on a platter for them.

And I'm praying that they would be so pissed off at Alpha Jared for crossing their borders that they would let me go, before they know I'm the breeder that is.

If stupid Jared opens his mouth and lets them know then all hell will break loose.

I was really petrified of what was to come and terribly embarrassed as the pack members all stared at me with their mouths wide open in shock and possibly disgust.

Some even covered some of the younger werewolves eyes so that they wouldn't be able to see the pathetic sight that I made. My cheeks burned hotter with each step before bowing my head downwards so that I wouldn't be able to see their expressions.

The two males led me upwards onto a staircase before I was promptly deposited onto the floor of the giant office. My legs had long turned to mush after all that running and standing seemed like a pretty hard thing to do right now.

I could tell that the two guards couldn't really wait to get their hands off of me since they immediately wiped their fingers on their pants several times.

From what I noted, everything in the room looked organized and clean.

In the back of the room was a giant expensive looking cherry wood desk that stood at the center and a fairly tall bookcase stood to the left with a smaller door right next to it.

My head was whirling with escape routes that didn't seem to even be a smidgen possible but it didn't stop me from trying.

"The Alpha will be here soon," Beta Toren stated coldly, watching me carefully as if he somehow knew the thoughts that were running around in my head.

"If you hadn't run, this wouldn't have been a problem," Jared barked out at me, pointed canines scaring the crap out of me as I flinched backwards in surprise at his sudden rage.

"As if I was going to just stay there and let you have your way with me," I said with an ugly snarl of my own that did not seem to even faze him.

"With your behavior I might decide to chain you to my bed instead of giving you the freedom that I did because like it or not, you will be underneath me by the time I am done." he stated as if he would be the one victorious out of all of this and rest assured, that would never happen.

At his exclamation, my insides were burning with extreme rage and hatred. I seriously considered leaping across the floor and punching the crap out of his stupid face.

What a disgusting chauvinistic pig!

Before I could think the idea through or even go through with it, the large oak doors slowly opened. I felt like all that hot air and anger just deflated into nothing until terror and fear started to built again.

If I don't calm down I might just have the serious case of word vomit or even puking my guts out again, not that there would be anything left to puke out.

I was physically exhausted and starving when my stomach decided to growl out loudly, much to my dismay and embarrassment. Almost everyone in the room sent a rude glare my way.

It's not like I could control this sort of thing.

I'm only human.

"To what do we owe this surprise visit, Alpha Jared?" This surprisingly deep and masculine voice reverberated like satin against velvet to my ears before I even saw the godly man walk into the room.

All the hairs on the back of my neck stood on end and I couldn't help but tremble like prey before its predator.

Oh shit.

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A/N : Jared is a little too crazy for my tastes. Hopefully there's some other choices :D