Let me out!

-Eve POV-

“Owen, please. Let me take a walk outside of this stupid room. I need some fresh air!” I say to the friendly nurse in front of me. I’ve been here now for almost three weeks, and they’ve never let me leave this room. They unchain me though, so it’s something. But still…

Alpha Talon has visited me once, after the day we met. He didn’t talk to me, he only asked the nurse how I was doing. I walk towards the window and look outside. I see trees, a lot of trees, and if the weather is clear enough I can see the mountains in the distance. I now this is far to the east. We live in the west, close to the sea. If you go north and east, you only see trees. And if you go far enough, you meet the mountains. They’re gorgeous, but I’ve never been there before. I wanted to, but I’ve been told it’s too dangerous. I don’t know why, but I feel a connection to the mountains. They are so.. so majestic and pure!

“Miss Eve, please. Take it easy. You’re head isn’t healed yet.”

“No, Owen! I’m not taking it easy! I want to go outside, walk in the garden and smell the trees, the fresh air. I need it.. Let me out of this freaking annoying room!” I yell.

It’s strange. I’m a werewolf, I know I am, but I never talked to my wolf. I feel her, but she kept silence all those years. First, I was afraid. I thought I was too young! I shouldn’t be able to feel my inner beast when I was nine years old, so I rejected her every time I thought I felt her. Now I know I was twelve, at that point. Since I know, I tried to make contact with her. I constantly try to mindlink her, until the headache starts to hurt to much to continue. But she isn't reacting at all...

I know I’ve been attacked by the Brown-brothers. I’m worried by the fact I’m not healing well. My wolf should have healed me at this point, but I’m still having troubles to see, sometimes. After a few hours my sight is fading and I’m seeing not clear anymore. I need to take a rest to recover. Owen tried his best and let me have all the scans and tests they could provide, but it all came back clear. They couldn’t find anything. I sigh. I guess it’s damage my wolf can’t heal. In the end we’re werewolves, not immortal.

I didn’t notice I am pacing up and down the room, while I was thinking in myself. I look at Owen and I see his worried face.

“Oh come on, Owen! I’m not trying anything. I’m just thinking. Relax…”

I can see he’s not trusting me, and he follows every movement of mine with his eyes. “Maybe we can make a deal, miss Eve. If you rest at least twice a day for an hour or so, I will ask Alpha Talon if you can take a walk in the hospital’s garden. Guarded.” Owen glares at me.

“Alright. I can do that. I’ll make sure I rest enough and you will ask for my freedom… Well, an one hour freedom at least.” I roll my eyes. “But first, tell me Owen: why am I locked op in this room in the first place? If I’m your packs ‘princess’ and going to be the Luna one day, why do you all treat me like this?”

I’m confused, nobody has answered my questions yet. I’m sick of it.

“Miss Eve, you know I can’t answer your questions. I’ve orders from Alpha Ta…”

“Yeah yeah. You’ve orders from the big King. I get it. But I'm sick of hearing those words! By the way, you’re a crybaby as well.” I say to Owen. Owen stares at me with a shocked face. “Oh please, don’t look at me like that! You know you are! You’re a chicken, a coward. Nobody in mý pack is treated the way they treat you. You should straighten your shoulders and act like a freaking werewolf. Demand more respect. You’re an omega, a member of this pack. Not a rogue or something.. You deserve it!”

Owen looks down at his feet and reacts: “It’s easy for you to say, miss. You’re a born Alpha and probably treated like one as well. It’s always easy for the top to say things like that. Besides, I’m just an omega. We are nothing compared to you.”

“First, ‘till 19 days ago I didn’t know I am an Alpha. And secondly: you really think so? You really think your life matter less than mine, because I had the ‘luck’ to be born an Alpha? Oh my goodness. It’s worse than I thought..”

I shake my head, unable to keep up with this nonsense. “If you’re not able to ask, I will do it myself.”

“You can’t miss Eve, you’re locked up in this room.”

I let out a small but warning growl and say: “Try me…”

Owen takes a few steps backwards and immediately leaves the room.

“Now I need to wait..” I mumble out loud.

The Chosen King
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