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.


4. Sweet Dreams?


We were running in the forest with no idea where to go. All we know is that we need to get away from here fast. It doesn't matter where as long as it's far from here. I glanced around, nobody's following us. Maybe we lost them. We continued running along a narrow path and didn't dare stop.

That's odd, why did the forest suddenly became noiseless. The forest is never quiet.

I stopped on my tracks, pulled the other person beside me and listened carefully. Then I heard a twig snap right behind us.  They must have scared off the animals. Slowly, I turned to face our pursuers. There they are, standing a few feet away from us with their chin up high. It's as if what they were doing was something worth bragging about. The smile on their faces grew wider. Before we had the chance to run, they were already launching at us.

I woke up startled, breathing heavily. I had that dream again. Thankfully this time I wasn't thrashing and shouting. I've been having dreaming that same dream ever since I woke up in the forest 9 years ago. I know they're connected to my past, but I can't seem to figure out how. I obviously didn't recognize the man in the dream. And I was too young to be the other person escaping with him.

Instead of mulling over the nightmare I just had, I got up from my bed. No use thinking over it too much. I've had 9 years to think it through and I haven't got a single clue yet. So I decided to take a cold shower hoping it will improve things, and maybe ease some of my tensed muscles.

Feeling the cold water on my skin, it somehow had an adverse effect. It gave me more time to think about me, about everything. I stay in this amazing stunning house with these warm, compassionate people, and the price of admission was lying to the only people who were kind enough not to kill me on first glance. Sure, I was welcome here, but can I risk my life at the same time their lives just so I could and pretend to live a happy normal life for once? I mean, why should I stay any longer?

I went through the closet— my closet— looking for something to wear. Most of the clothes here were given to me by Victoria. They were too fancy for my taste. Not that I wasn't grateful for her gesture, it's just that I was used to wearing simple clothes given I only had a few clothes back at home. Eventually, I managed to dig up a simple skirt and a blouse that would resemble something I’d actually wear.

I was starving, so I decided to go downstairs and rummage through the fridge and look for something edible to eat. There were all kinds of food you can find in a supermarket here, I tell ya. Their refrigerator is damn huge. After going through piles of food, I finally found what I was looking for, an apple. Yum. Mason came into the kitchen a minute after me.

Time flies so fast. I can't believe I have been here two weeks now. I didn't plan on staying long but they insisted. They said it was too dangerous for an underage girl like me living alone. I didn't warm up immediately to the idea as they had but I played along for a few days. But then, something I never expected happened, something I never would have thought to ever cross my mind.

Before I knew it, I already fell in love with the place. The green forest that stretches to God knows where, the singing of the streams winding their way around, the lake's glistening water, the whispering of the leaves as the wind passes through, and most of all, I fell in love with the people living here.

I decided then, why not stay? It couldn't hurt, right? I mean, the place is pretty far from the nearest town so there won't be a lot of people coming and going. Also, I may not have wanted it, Mason and Matt are now a part of my life. They both were very accommodating from the very beginning til now. The two of them were a huge part of the reason why I stayed. Though I've grown closer to them this past few days, I still try and create some distance between us as much as possible.

Don't get attached. That's the second rule in my little red rule book.

I heard a cough in front of me, breaking me from my thoughts. "Earth to Belle. Hello! Super duper hot male talking here." Mason joked.

"Leave me alone." I grumbled. It's too early in the morning.

"If I do that, I have a feeling you'll disappear to a place that I'm afraid nobody else but you is allowed to enter. And taking into consideration how bad you are with directions, I don't even wanna know what will happen to you." Worry clear in his voice.

"Shut up," was my only intelligent response.

"You know, if you continue spacing out like that, you never know you might end up on the opposite end of the earth."

"I'm fine. You're just overreacting. Besides, I wasn't really spacing out. I was just... thinking, about some... things."

"Uh-huh. Tell that to someone who believes you cause I'm sure as hell not convinced," crossing his arms, giving me that knowing look.

"Really! Swear!" Drawing a cross right above where my heart's supposed to be.

"Prove it then," he smirked. "If you were really listening, what did I say?"

I was recalling our conversation just seconds ago and I can't seem to remember. Shit. I can't remember. Was I really not paying attention? Well I thought otherwise. I was certain that I heard something like monkeys and pigs. Monkeys and pigs don't even belong in one sentence. I swear, these people here are crazy.

Quake? Shake? I think I heard something closer to those two words. I have no choice but to try and guess.

"Uhm. You were saying something about cake? Or was it bake..." I asked sheepishly.

"Bake and cakes? You know very well that the word kitchen plus I equals disaster." He raised an eyebrow at me.

"You have a point." I chuckled.

"And why would I talk to you about baking cakes anyway?" I heard him chuckle.

"I don't know." I shrugged.

He snorted. "I was just messin' with you." He said as he ruffled my hair.

"Mason!" I cried in horror. To my disbelief, he ruffled my hair once more.

"How many times do I have to remind you? Not the hair, doofus."

He was laughing now. "As I was saying, do you wanna come with us to the lake?" Mason asked. I guess going out to the lake once in a while will be a great idea. I can't just stay in the village, always afraid of the things in my past. Though I've already decided to come, I pretended to think about it.

"Hmmm. I'll think about it."

"Oh please. I know you're dying to come with us," rolling his warm blue eyes.

"Never said I didn't, did I?" I winked at him and gave him a smirk.

His grin grew wider and gave me a bone-crushing hug. "Atta, girl."

"Be ready in five. We're meeting in the lobby." He called as he slipped past the people coming into the kitchen. I ran as fast as I could to my room and curled my hair a little bit making it fall down in waves. I didn't apply any makeup since I've always wanted to look natural. I stared at my reflection in the mirror.

What I saw was a girl looking straight at me with her gentle grey eyes, her hair gracefully falling down to her shoulders. Her eyes seem to be out of place. But nevertheless, I know that deep within that gentle exterior of hers lies a seasoned warrior. Someone who had gone through a lot of trials and hardships, and through time developed an almost cold personality that's hidden deep within her.



We arrived at the lake few minutes after we left the house. It was pretty close to the village but Mason preferred driving most of us to the lake. I wasn't even surprised that he took the SUV knowing how much a lazy bum that guy is. We went through a path that was obviously been worn down by the many wolves in this area.

We stopped as we entered a clearing, parking the car where we were supposed to. Everybody was already out of the car before Mason even had the chance to turn the engine off.

"Someone's excited." I commented, sitting back against the plush leather seat.

Mason chuckled beside me. "That's because we haven't had this in a while."

"So, do you guys always do this?" I asked, curious.

"You mean have Sunday lunches by the lakeside? Yeah, pretty much. But we kinda lost the time to do that this past few months." He told me, sadness evident in his voice. If I wasn't paying extra attention, I wouldn't have noticed it. He's really good at hiding his true feelings.

"You should answer that." He shrugged.

"Answer wha— Oh, I didn't notice. It's probably just Liz checking in on me." I told him as I searched for my phone.

The call ended before I had the chance to answer it so I just left her a message saying that we're already at the lake. I grabbed the handle and was about to get out of the car when Mason beat me to it. He was standing at my side of the car, holding the door for me.

"I didn't know chivalry was still around in this century." I joked.


That afternoon, I and the rest of the group and a couple of other teenagers decided to camp out here for the night when we learned that there was going to be a meteor shower around twelve midnight. Luckily, it was visible from where we are.

The day went by so fast and midnight's just a few ticks away. We were gathered around the bonfire, eating smores while listening stories, having some fun with everyone and pretty much everything normal person do around  bonfires.

"... and then there she was at a corner, staring at me. She slowly walked towards me and then she tapped me on the shoulders. It took me everything not to pass out. She then called out to me saying, 'Isabelle.. Isabelle..'" Liz paused to give it a very convincing effect.

Then all her seriousness was gone and was replaced by a flash of white teeth. "That was when I realized it was just my mother."

"I knew that was coming." Maria said. I found out that Liz had an older sister.

"Trust Liz not to recognize her own mother." Peter added. I met him the day after I arrived at the pack house. He was one of the trusted men of the Alpha. He's usually not around, doing border patrols and keeping everyone from harm's way.

"Hey! I was half asleep. What'dya expect?" Liz defended.

I chuckled. Liz is well, Liz. You never know when she's serious and when she's not.

"Okay guys. How about we let Belle here tell us her story?" Matt suggested, showing me his set of white teeth.

"Nah-uh. Not a chance." I stubbornly refused. I gave Kai the most menacing glare I can muster.

"Come on, Bella. One story, that's all we're asking." Nica encouraged.

"No." I strongly objected. What story could I share? My life's as boring as a lifeless rock.

"Come on, Belle. For me.. for us?" Liz gestured to all of them. Aww, they look so cute with those puppy dog eyes, especially the younger ones.

I raised my hands up as if to surrender. "Okay okay. Gosh, you people are so annoying." I grumbled.

"But you love us anyway." Cole replied.

I rolled my eyes at him, Matt giving me a wide grin.

"Stop grinning. You look like someone who just got out from the institution." I teased. "Anyway, scoot over everyone. I'll warn you though, my story's really boring. And trust me when I say boring." I warned them.

"We don't care. Go on!" Carter, a young boy about 10, shouted from the back.

I chucked at his excitement. "Okay young man."

Before I even got the chance to tell my story, I saw a shooting star from the corner of my eye. It caught my attention. I looked up the wide starry sky, squinting my eyes, waiting for the next star to fall.

"It's beautiful." I whispered.

Everybody followed my gaze and saw the stars falling after the other.

"It's pretty, isn't it?" Mason whispered just loud enough for all of us to hear.

"Yeah, it is." Not taking my eyes off the great view.

We remained like that for a couple of hours, lying on the ground watching the dark sky. It was a truly magnificent view. You don't get to see that everyday.


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