Chapter 05
Samantha
A few weeks later, Alisa passed away. My heart was broken but I was also relieved that she had found peace. Jessy was released and allowed to continue working at the packhouse. Although we were still friends, something had broken in her, something that could never be fixed again.
14 months passed and I was gradually looking forward to my eighteenth birthday. I had been hearing a female voice in my head for a while. I was scared that the hostility and loneliness had begun to get to me. Whenever I heard the voice I would experience a total blackout. I prayed very hard to keep my sanity.
One day, while the voice spoke to me, I accidentally wandered close to the Alpha's apartment. I had no clue I was heading in that direction as the voice in my head had completely taken control of my body. Before I could change course, Luna Michelle spotted me. I was still apologising when some men showed up and arrested me.
While in the holding cell I wondered what crime I must have committed during my black-out episode. I have been accused several times of doing weird things that I couldn't remember. I hoped hard that I had not done anything bad during my blackout.
Alex
My parents were at it again. My mother wanted the rogue girl gone but my father refused. I was in support of my father at first but soon I began to notice the rogue's strange behaviours. There were times I saw her engaged in a conversation with herself. There were times that she would be working then suddenly she would stop and stare into oblivion. There was a particular day that her brown eyes flashed a golden colour. I wasn't sure what I had seen but I saw the golden colour in her eyes. It wasn't a light trick because it was night and we were indoors.
My duty as the Alpha's son was to watch my father's back. I had done some research about wolves' behaviour, mental illnesses, and diseases, but found nothing. I began to worry about the danger the rogue might pose to the pack. But my father wouldn't have it. He was adamant about keeping the girl in his quarters. I knew I couldn't convince him so I hoped an opportunity would present itself for me to deal with the situation.
Samantha
I was glad when I was finally released from the cell. Somehow I felt the moon goddess was watching over me. I could only have been lucky so many times. I prayed hard for the blackout episodes to stop.
The episodes never stopped they became more frequent, but I was lucky enough to never be caught within the vicinity of the Alpha's apartment and that helped me.
One day I was summoned by Master Alex. The staff that came to call me seemed excited. I knew that the reason could not be good.
On getting to Alex's room, I was shocked at the sight of what lay on his bed. It was one of his favourite shirts ruined by colour.
"Can you explain this, rogue?" he asked me angrily.
I was speechless. I knew there was no way I was responsible for it because I always sorted out the laundry before washing.
Although I knew I couldn't have ruined his shirt, I wasn't sure I didn't do it because of my blackouts.
"Cat got your tongue?" he asked and I shook my head in response.
"Do you know what today is?" he asked and I shook my head.
"I have a community party to attend today and you've ruined the shirt I wanted to wear. What do you have to say for yourself?" he asked with a scary glint in his eyes.
Immediately I fell to my knees and began to beg. I dreaded the punishment he would give me for ruining his shirt. I dreaded it all.
He paused for a while looking at me then he began to smile slowly. I could see the lightbulb go off in his head and I became scared.
"I do not have any means of entertainment for the party. If you can allow me to use you as entertainment I would let this go."He said.
I dreaded what he meant by entertainment, but I also knew I had no choice. I just stared at him in fear.
A few hours later, I found out what Alex meant by entertainment. I had never been so humiliated in my life. Alex had a leash around my neck and make me walk on all fours like a dog.
Alex
" Who's your pet?" Cynthia asked me looking at the rogue I had on a leash.
"Everyone, meet Sam the dog.." I joked and we all began to laugh.
My mother had thrown community parties more often than required all for my sake so I could find my mate. She had been at it since I was 21 and now I was 23 and I was yet to find my mate. She practically highjacked the event for my benefit. Community parties were meant to be rotated and hosted by different packs but my mother had taken it over completely and I knew she wouldn't stop until I found my mate. I had told her I wanted to mark someone I liked and move past the whole mate thing, but my father had disagreed. He claimed he didn't want me to miss out on the moon goddess's gift of love, romance, and completeness. Because of this, my mother threw parties every three months inviting female wolves from near and far. To broaden the range she included she-wolves that were way older than me but were of childbearing age to also attended, but it never worked. Soon I just learned to enjoy the parties.
"Does it know any dog trick?" Jessica asked me.
Samantha
"Does it know any dog trick?" a girl asked Master Alex. It was obvious that she was into him but he was oblivious of the fact.
" I don't know. let's see," he replied and I began to worry.
"Rollover" he instructed and I did my best immediately to imitate a dog rolling over. They all began to laugh.
"Bark doggy." one of the girls said excitedly at what I might do. When I hesitated Alex kicked me hard. The pain was so much that my bark came out weak, followed by whimpers.
"Play dead!" Another said, and I complied. Soon people began to gather while I performed dog tricks on request and order.
"Eat this" Alex said, placing a small sandwich on the floor in front of me. He wanted me to eat it like a dog. I had no choice but to comply. I began to bite pieces of the sandwich with just my mouth on the floor. The ladies laughed. It was clear they were having a good time.
While I ate, tears fell from my eyes. I remembered my family, our pack. How I was loved and pampered. Those days were now a distant memory and misery was now my reality. Sometimes I had thought of dying but whenever I remembered my mother's words and sacrifice I became determined to live, determined not to let our bloodline end. Eating that sandwich on the floor made me wonder how long I could hold on.