Chapter 40
Daria’s POV
I was running.
From what or whom I had no idea, all I knew was that I had to RN.
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I panted as I weaved through the forest, dodging tree trunks and low branches like it was a life or death situation.
The darkness stretched out before me the longer I moved. The paths shifted from familiar to unfamiliar and before I knew it, I was lost.
I don’t know what alerted me to look back but it sounded like a voice was calling my name. I turned back once and then-It happened.
My foot lost its place on the ground and suddenly I was falling. Down down into the depths that welcomed me like the open maws of a wolf.
I jolted up awake in sweats. My body trembled and my breaths were choked out of me as I tried to steady myself.
The hazy feeling of being chased still ran through my body and wept silently. Tears pricked my vision even as I came to the realization.
It was really just a dream.
I was safe.
The daylight hadn’t yet come. I turned to the windows to see the moonless sky and the beginning of dawn.
I took a brief glance at the clock. It was barely 4am. Not even close to sunrise.
My breaths slowed to a more calming one and I closed my eyes Briefly and held my breaths for a few seconds counting down from three. Then I released it. A wave of peace ran through me but the screams still lingered in my throat.
Most of the pack was still asleep by this time. Not even the guards would have changed shifts by now. But as I laid my head back to my pillow, I Couldn’t feel any hint of drowsiness or tiredness.
I stared blankly up at the ceiling. It brought little to ease the tension in my body that stiffened my muscles and made my mind wander to the darkest parts of my memories.
I was restless and unable to figure out why. Perhaps it was as a result of everything that had happened to me since I had returned to this pack. I had been pulled back, partly by my own will, into drama and a world of conspiracies once again.
Heaving a soft breath I closed my eyes and tried to imagine I was back at my meager hut.
It was simply a space just enough for a small stove and box of foodstuffs, a bed and a shelf that contained all my books I’d accumulated through hard work and learning.
My dothes would be stored in my box which always contained y medicines too when I travelled
Whenever I was not working I’d be reading, cleaning and check the small crops I had planted and the small animal traps I set to get some game
During winters I’d bundle myself up by the coal stove to sleep
peer out into the night and listen to the sounds of wildlife
closeby. Sometimes howls would fill the an that never failed to take me hunger for a
A simple life it was.
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That was what I needed. A life where I was not a pawn to be used. A life where I could make my own choices and not abused by those who were meant to love me. I wanted to go back home.
But that wasn’t for now. I had agreed to stay until the full moon festival so I had to grin and bear all that would come.
My hand wandered to my stomach. Empty though it was, I felt in the darkness å longing for a child to call my own. My eyes pricked with unshed tears as I thought of them.
The child that never even got to breathe. If they were born by now they would already be walking.
But I would never know. Whether they were a girl or a boy, how their features would be, if they would call for me. I couldn’t find out. It was a haunting truth lost to me years ago.
Shutting my eyes tightly against the pain that thrummed in me like a separate heartbeat, I let the sounds fill my ears until
the sun rose.
“Hello,” I greeted the apprentice of the pack doctor who bowed to me in respect. Having just arrived at the pack clinic I took in the smell of disinfectant, bleach and telltale signs of sterility that lingered in the air.
“Good morning Madam. The pack doctor is expecting you.”
She turned and led me to the office. I walked down the hallway seeing other apprentices attend to patients, observing from the sidelines while they worked in a swift and organized fashion
“Wait here please,” the young apprentice gestured at me. I nodded silently and sat on the nearest chair.
There weren’t many patients this time of day, however there were a few who laid in the wards.
Many of them were injured from the rogue group attacking days ago. Memories clouded my vision briefly and I shook my head to clear it.
“Luna. Is that you?”
I raised my head and froze at the sound of a voice hoarse and coming from one of the beds. It was a man with bandaged arms. I recognized him to be a warrior of the Wisteria Pack, he looked to be around Jacob’s and Caleb’s age.
My lips curled down in a frown as I realised what he had called me. Luna. The name was alien to my ears yet so familiar, especially when said in a mocking tone by the rest of them.
“I’m not the Luna,” I corrected the man but went to his side nevertheless. He reached his hand out to clasp mine and it was a surprisingly firm grip. I blinked as I saw the corners of his eyes turn red.
“Luna,” he hoarsely repeated as though he hadn’t heard me. “You saved our lives. I heard it. Alpha Caleb credits you for your help in taking down the vicious rogues.”
“That’s not-“I stopped myself. It wasn’t a lie. But I wasn’t going let him keep calling me that. “My name is Daria.”
Looked around for help but only met tired, upset gazes. The other patients on the beds were staring at us.
“We wronged you and we are sorry. We never should have,” the warrior sounded butter and regretful as he spoke I was speechless.
The heavy fog that had clouded my mind when I had just woke from the nightmare that morning threatened to take over again
I remembered how the stares of the park members would follow me anytime I set foot outside of the mansion back then.
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How their whispers were full of mocking. They never talked to the directly. Most of them didn’t regard me as a Luna of respect. Instead I was the enemy daughter of an Alpha who they barely tolerated.
So whenever and wherever I stepped out the whispers would follow.
Why did our Alpha agree to such a match?
‘She’s not good enough.’
Nothing short of a disappointment.”
‘The Goddess has cursed us with her.
‘Perhaps we should petition the Council to remove her.’
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