The Rogue

At the age of 8, I woke up in a forest not knowing who I was or where I'm from. With me was a bag full of clothes, some money and a little piece of paper with my name and birthdate written on it. I was on my own since then.

At a very young age, I was forced to fend for myself and face reality all alone, without any recollection of what happened to me before I woke up. But now.. everything's about to change.

My name's Isobelle and this is my story.


3. Hidden Truth


From the small brook in the forest, it was a 45 minute walk to his house, or shall I say their pack house. My guess was right. He is, in fact, the current Alpha's eldest son. He was next in line for the position of Alpha.

Not too far from where were standing was a three-story house. I was awestruck at the scene before me. That must be the main house. Behind it, houses of different sizes lay across the plain, stretching til it reached the edge of the forest.

"Woah," was all I could say.

He chuckled. "Welcome to my home." By the way he stood, I could tell that he was proud of the pack village.

I can see children running around from across the field, and people walking serenely with warm smiles plastered on their faces, as if they were in a world with only peace and love. When in fact, they were not. I can see women gossiping and laughing. They seem to be discussing something really entertaining if they're laughing like that.

I can't help but smile looking at the scene happening before me.

"It's beautiful." Eyeing the place once again.

"Glad you like it. Come on, I'll introduce you to everyone."  He smiled. I followed him as he lead me to a group of teenagers. I clenched my hand as I neared them. I can feel the nervousness arise within me. I've never been in a situation like this before so I don't know how to handle myself. I've always hated being the focus of attention, it's disconcerting. I just hope I wouldn't embarrass myself in front of these people.

"Liz, your timing was off," the guy with the chestnut brown hair told a petite girl who was standing at arm's length away from him. He was tall but not taller than Mason. He had a deep set of hazel eyes, and his nose was long but slightly crooked. You can obviously tell that he's a warrior judging by his body stature and stance.

The guy beside the petite girl— whom he called Liz—was trying hard containing his laughter, but is doing a poor job at it. He obviously finds the situation very amusing. Like Mason, he also has blonde hair, blue eyes and well-built body. He was shorter by two inches though.

Wait. Now that I look closely, they seem to have a lot of similarities.  I can also feel the faint power of an Alpha coming from him. They must be related somehow. The only difference is that, his eyes were full of mischievousness behind them.

"And you, Matt, you of all people shouldn't be laughing right now. Not only do you need to improve on your timing but you also need to bring your speed a tad bit higher. Liz is faster compared to you and she's a girl," the guy who seems to be a trainer of some sort reprimanded the two.

"Cole! What's that supposed to mean? Sexist much?" Liz disagreed.

"Come on, babe. Give them a break. They tried their best. And if you ask me, I say they've improved," a beautiful girl with brown wavy hair said as she made her way towards the trainer. She snaked her arms around his neck and gave him a kiss on the lips.

"Ugh. PDA alert," Matt warned.

"Guys, get a room." Liz added.

The girl whose arms were all over Cole gave them the finger and smiled innocently. I like her already. She kinda reminds me of someone.

"Ehem." Mason fake coughed to get everyone's attention. "I say, that was entertaining," he chuckled.

The brown-haired girl rolled her eyes. "Shut up, perv."

"Perv? Who you calling perv?" Mason was now laughing. "If I'm a perv, I don't know what you call Cole over there."

"Hey! Don't compare me with the likes of you." Cole objected. "At least it's with my mate and not someone else's."

The word 'mate' seem to have caught Mason's attention. He glared at Cole and they seem to be having a little conversation that no one else is able to hear. If I knew any better, I'd say they were communicating mentally.

Part of being a werewolf is being able to talk to the other pack members through mental links. With this, a pack can hunt their prey accordingly without getting in the way of another wolf. You still get to have your privacy though since you can prevent someone from accessing your mind by putting up a wall around it, shielding your thoughts from curious minds. The only ones with access to your mind are the people you let in. Or so I thought.

All of these little rules don't apply to the Alpha. Trust me, I know. Others even say that  a family member can talk to you mentally any time of the day. Not that I've had experiences  in the matter.

"Anyway, who's the girl?" Liz looked at me skeptically, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh.. right. Everyone, meet Isobelle. I ran into her in the forest. Since it's already getting late, I asked her to spend the night here." Mason informed everyone.

"Hey." I greeted.

"Hi, I'm Matt." The guy who looked a lot like Mason said and offered his hand. I shook it and looked expectantly at the rest of the group.

"I'm Eliza but you can call me Liz. This one here is my cousin, Cole and his ma— i mean girlfriend Veronica," informed Liz.

"Everyone calls me Nica," Veronica took a step towards me, my body stiffen instinctively. She must have not notice it since she continued approaching. Right when she was standing directly in front of me, she startles me by giving me a big hug at the same time whispering something in my ear, "Welcome to Silver Bay Village."

Moments later, I recovered from the slight shock and hugged her back and smiled.

"So, is she a—" Liz stopped mid-sentence. Mason gave her an icy glare but answered nonetheless. "We'll talk about this later. For the meantime, let's go to the main house. Dinner's any minute now." Mason told everyone.

The exterior of the house was nothing compared to what's lying within. Just the beauty of it is enough to send Aphrodite a run for her money, I mean beauty(no offense to the goddess). The moment I laid my eyes inside, I was captivated by the sheer beauty of the house. It's like every single thing inside was well planned and thought off. Though made entirely of wood, everything seemed to be modern and up-to-date. Each corner was well kept and taken care of. Not a single dirt in sight. Pretty impressive for a house with this many people.

"Isobelle, if you don't mind me asking, where do you live? I mean, you're very far from home and your parents must be worried sick." Nica sounded worried.

"You can just call me Belle." I offered. "And uhh.." I paused, trying to come up with a believable lie. "I live two towns from here. And I live alone," making the place I'm from a little farther. With their means and money, they could just go and ask someone for information about me in the next town and I couldn't risk the chance of them finding out.

"Don't tell me you got lost on your way back?" Matt asked.

"Don't be ridiculous, she couldn't be lost. This is a really small town you know." Liz scolded him.

Hmm.. it's actually is a pretty good idea. Getting lost in the forest while trying to get back home. "Uhmm.. I guess I did get lost. I suck at reading maps," I said sheepishly, my voice just above whisper so the lie would be convincing. I can't have them digging more about me. Mason and Cole started laughing, followed by Nica and Liz. Matt, on the other hand, seems to be the only one truly worried about 'my situation.'

"Y—you got lost? Y—you almost had me fooled in the forest." Mason tried to calm himself but was unsuccessful as he bursted into laughter again.

"It's not like I have a GPS implanted on my brain or something. I'm just human like everybody else you know." I defended as I crossed my arms and pouted.

"Awwww, you're so cute. It's so sad you got lost in the forest though." Matt cooed and attempted to give me a hug. Luckily, Liz intervened and smacked him at the back of his head.

"Ow! Why did you do that?"

Liz smirked and raised her eyebrows.

Everybody stopped laughing as I heard footsteps approaching our group from behind me. I turned around and saw a woman around her thirties . Mason and Matt was an exact replica of her. She must be the Luna. Now I know where they both got their hair and eye color. Curse myself for always forgetting wolves don't age like the average human being. The woman had piercing blue eyes but it's a lighter shade compared to Mason and Matt's. Her dirty blonde hair tied into a messy bun.

"Why are you young ones still here? Everyone's already in the dining hall." the lady informed us.

"Oh, hey mom." Mason greeted the lady. Followed by Matt who gave her a kiss on the cheeks, "Hey ma! Sorry we kept you waiting, we were already on our way there."

"It's okay dear." She seem to have noticed for the first time and gave me a motherly smile. "I can see that we have a guest. And who might you be, young lady?" she asked.

"My name is Isobelle. Belle if you may. I'm sorry for intruding during this time of day." I felt my cheeks burn. I hardly blush around people. I must have flushed today more than I did the past 2 years. She seems like the kind of person that has that certain effect on people anyway so I let this one go.

"It's no problem, Belle." She said softly. "You're welcome here. Stay as long as you like. We wouldn't mind adding one more to our already large family. Now, let's go before everyone finishes their food." She ushered all of us down the hallway towards the west wing of the house.

When we got to the other end, we stopped. Mason's mom opened a door leading outside. I found myself looking at what seems like their dining area. I was completely turned around. It was an open pavilion just right outside the main house. I must have missed it when we got here. There were a lot of people occupying the 5 wooden tables situated in the middle area. The long tables can fit around ten people at the same time. At the very end, there was a white marble long table, different from the other tables. That must be where the Alpha and Beta's family eat.

If my math was correct, adding the total number of people one table can accommodate, there were approximately 60 people inside the hall, not counting those who were eating outside, having dinner together with their family in their respective homes. I've heard large packs usually have their meals in an open pavilion but this is the first time I've witnessed it.

We made our way to the farmost table. I can feel everyone's eyes on me. I ignored the uncomfortable feeling and sat down, occupying a seat in the table, just like everybody. I was offered the seat next to Mason's mom. She then leaned closer to me and introduced herself, "I believe I have yet to introduce myself. My name is Victoria. I'm Mason's mom." She gave me a lingering smile. We talked for a few minutes before she turned to talk to the man seated on her other side. He must be the Alpha. Mason looks exactly just like him except for the hair and eyes.

Victoria. She's oddly familiar to me. It's as if I knew her before today. But that's impossible. I mean, if I knew her, she would have recognized me by now.

These people, they're so kind and welcoming. They make me feel like I belong here, like I'd fit right in. But I knew that's impossible. I can never fit anywhere. Don't trust anyone, I warned myself. That's the first rule that has kept me alive. But still, I can't shake the feeling of wanting to stay here and never leave... for good.

Great. I think these people will be the death of me. 

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