The White Wolf

From abused to trained, what will happen when Evie clashes with her father's pack years after finally escaping the torment of her hated childhood?
- Nami2013



This chapter is dedicated to Bunny Jessica for encouraging me to continue my story. In this chapter there is a bit of a twist and the plot finally comes in!!!! Like it? Hate it? COMMENT!!! Love to hear you feedback!

Chapter 5

I woke up to the sun streaming through the window. Wait, a window? I don’t have a window in my room! Where am I? I started getting scared. What happened, where am I? I didn’t care I had to get out of here; If it was morning then dad would be expecting his breakfast. Dad. It all started flooding back, I lifted my hand to my chest to feel a bandage covering the three claw marks that my father had branded me with.  A sob racked my body as I sat up on the large bed that the Alpha had left me on.  My clothes had been changed from by bloodied ones and all my wounds were cleaned and bandaged. A tug on my uninjured arm startled me; a needle in my arm connected me to a weird looking machine and a blood bag.  The sound of the door creaking open brought me out of my thoughts. I dragged my eyes from the blood bag and looked up to the person entering through the door. Gentle brown eyes greeted me as the Alpha walked into the room. I don’t think he had noticed that I was awake as he made a beeline to the chair that was placed next to the window. As he was sitting down he finally looked up at me, his eyes widened in shock and he ran to my side of the bed. “You’re awake” he stated as he took my small pale hand in his. A big grin erupted onto his face. “SHE”S AWAKE!” He shouted. The door bust open as the lady I recognised as the doctor ran into the room.

“You’re awake” she said.

“Yeah, I’m awake” I whispered slowly. Both the Alpha and the doctor looked at each other, they were communicating through their mind link.

“How are you feeling?” Asked the doctor with a concerned look as she went and pressed a few buttons on the weird machine.

“I feel okay” I said slowly while I shrugging my shoulders. The smile on the Alpha’s face dropped a little.

“What is your name?” he asked.

“M-my name is Evangeline” I told them in a small voice.

He squeezed my hand reassuringly as he asked his next question. “Who did this to you?” his voice tight as he tried to control his quickly escalating anger.  I started shaking my head and tried to get my hand out of his. He tightened his grip as I tried to shuffle across the bed, away from him.

“N-no. No. I-I can’t, he’ll find me.” I cried as violent sobs racked my healing body. The Alpha crawled onto the bed next to me and pulled me into a hug. He rocked me back and forth as the doctor removed the needle from my arm.

“Ssh, Ssh, it’s okay, he can’t find you here. I’ll make sure of it.” He whispered to me. Why was he being so nice to me, I was a rouge.

“Why are you being so nice to me?” I asked as my crying subsided.

“What do you mean?” he asked with general curiosity.

“I’m a rouge; you were supposed to kill me when you found me.” I stated in a clear voice void of any emotion.

“I may not like rouges” he started “but I will not kill a child.” His tone was final. The doctor walked to the other side of the bed opposite to where the Alpha was sitting, she lifted up my left arm to study. With her gentle hands she flipped over my hand so my palm was facing up. She pointed to my wrist were my birthmark rested. Many mistook it for a scar. Many believed that I had tried to take my life but that was never the case.

“Do you know what this mark means” she said looking me in the eyes.

“It is the mark of the white wolf” I replied.

“Do you know what that means?” I replied with a curt nod, not wanting to go into the subject any further. The Alpha was about to ask another question when there was a knock at the door leaving the Alpha looking like a fish out of water. The pair shared a look as the Alpha stood up to answer the persistent knocking.

“Your Highness” the Alpha said shocked “I wasn’t expecting you so soon.”

“Is she alright?” the voice behind the door asked, sounding generally concerned and worried.

“Yes she’s fine now, up and talking. You can come in and talk to her if you want.” The door opened fully and I took a sharp intake of breath as my eyes met with the ice blue eyes of the King of Werewolves. King Desmond. I sat there frozen. I realised with a start how disrespectful I was being. I bowed my head and muttered and apology.

“That’s quite alright dear” the king said to me as he took the Alphas old spot on the bed next to me. He took my hand just as the Alpha had done and continued “I was wondering, how you would like to come and live with me?”  All I could do was nod with a shocked expression.

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