Once A Rogue Now The Female Alpha

The Scars She Hid From The World

REGINA MCBRIDE

The heavy iron gates of the Wilderness Correction Camp groaned as they released me after three years of state-sponsored hell. I stood on the dirt road, clutching a plastic bag that held my entire life, waiting for the family that claimed they sent me there for "rehab." My brother, Brady, picked me up in a luxury SUV only to throw me out onto a deserted highway in the middle of a brewing storm. He told me I was a "public relations nightmare" and that the rain might finally wash the "stink" of the camp off me. He drove away, leaving me to limp miles through the mud on a snapped ankle. When I finally dragged myself to our family estate, my mother didn't offer a hug; she gasped in horror because my muddy clothes were ruining her Italian marble. They didn't give me my old room back. Instead, they banished me to a moldy gardener’s shack and hired a "babysitter" to make sure I didn't embarrass them further. My sister, Kaleigh, stood there in white cashmere, pretending to cry while clinging to her fiancé, Ambrose—the man who had once been mine. They all treated me like a volatile junkie, refusing to acknowledge that Kaleigh was the one who planted the drugs in my bag three years ago. They wanted to believe I was broken so they wouldn't have to feel guilty about the "wellness retreat" that was actually a torture chamber. I sat in the dark of that shed, feeling the cooling gel on the cigarette burns that covered my arms, and realized they had made a fatal mistake. They thought they had erased me, but I had returned with a roadmap of scars and a hidden satellite phone. At dinner, I didn't beg for their love. I simply rolled up my sleeves and showed them the price of their silence. As the wine spilled and the lies crumbled, I sent a single text to the only person I trusted: "I'm in. Let them simmer." The hunt was finally on.

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Two days ago

Peyton

"There's something you need to know, Pey." The tremble in Lancelot's voice gave out how shaken he was feeling, and I was forced to turn away from the gondola milk shelf to his frightened-looking face. It was late in the evening and we were at the town's mini-mall for grocery shopping.

"What's that?" I inquired curiously, as I tucked a fallen strand of hair behind my ear. Suddenly feeling unsettled.

"T-t-the vampires... they're plotting to do something to our pack." After stammering a little, he finally dropped the bombshell. "I overheard them making plans on how to kill our Alpha, and compel our untriggered wolves into doing their biddings. They want to dominate the werewolves, with our pack to begin with."

I blinked, with a sickening feeling running through my gut as my brain fought hard to properly align the words of my mate, Lancelot.

"This is hard to believe, I mean I know how the Vampires are threatened by us and always look for ways to rage war. But hearing this just makes me feel puzzled." I clarified, tightening my grip on the cart's wheel.

While Lancelot forked his fingers through his hair to dishevel it, he panted and puffed out in frustration, looking like someone who just had a shit in his pants.

"It's true. They're creating guns with wooden bullets to kill our kind. And that's not all, they saw me eavesdropping and are fully aware that I know their plan. So they're gonna come for me, Pey."

"Oh my God!" I exclaimed, then began to panic as I pulled Lancelot's hands in mine, suddenly feeling scared for his life, for our pack's safety.

"You've got to stay calm." Lancelot immediately disentangled his hands from mine and interrupted me from talking when we saw the Vampire Lord's youngest brother, Alvin, staring in our direction with interest.

He heard everything. My wolf notified me of this, and I took a hard dry gulp.

Alvin flashed us a malicious evil grin with his teeth coated in blood, shocking an old woman in glasses who was next to him.

Then he disappeared as fast as he arrived.

"There's no point making a fuss about this because it won't be of help." Lancelot covered his hands with mine, making warmth spread through me. But my heart didn't stop the dangerous backflips it was doing within my chest. The Vampire Lord's brother came in here for Lancelot.

"We have to run away from here because they're gonna come for me and then you. But first, I need to disclose this to Alpha Kayne." Lancelot gave my hand a gentle squeeze and I wanted to nod in agreement to this, but the shiver in his body revealed that he was scared as I was.

Abruptly losing interest in grocery shopping because I wanted us to get out of there as fast as possible, with the sight of Alvin's sick grin repeatedly flashing through my mind, I dumped the shopping cart.

"Let's leave, Lance. I'd go insane if we stay here for the next one minute." I said, and Lancelot gave me a firm nod, with his gaze serious and lips thinned.

He grabbed hold of my hand, and together we started making our way out of the grocery store at a fast pace, throwing backward and sideways glances to see if anyone was watching or trailing after us.

We were heading towards our car parked outside when we noticed some vampires moving around.

My heart stopped for a split second.

One immediately leaped from the rooftop of the mini-mall and landed right in front of us.

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