Sanctuary A Hidden Pack New Edition (by Ylyanah) novel Chapter 4

Lakota

"Alpha, I will look after my Daughter. Patrols are taken care of for today, and I will make sure it stays taken care of while I look after Lakota; I don't think it will do her much good being around Jace right now." Dad says, and I can hear Doc ask him what he is talking about.

"Doc, Jace is the one that rejected her." Dad says before our Alpha can command him not to say a word, not that it would have worked on Dad.

Doc gets the Alpha command to never talk about what he just heard, just before they leave the Gamma floor, and then it is just me and Dad.

Every male and female knows that only your fated Mate can give you strong heirs, especially if you are a High-ranking Wolf or Lycan, and that doesn't change if you have rejected him or her. I am just as outraged about it as Lotus is, and I already know that we will be leaving in the next few days.

"Dad, how long will the Alpha be gone?" I ask him, and when he tells me five days, I smile at him. I tell him what I overheard, and he is as surprised as I am that Jace isn't our Luna's Son, but then again, he doesn't look like his siblings. At least now a few things are making more sense than they did, and I know I won't be staying here.

I won't be turned into a breeding machine for Jace, and a part of me hopes that Jane will be unable to give him a male Pup; a few female Pups would be a suitable punishment for both of them. Dad gets the two backpacks from the back of my walk-in closet, and we both start packing one with our belongings.

We take out the map Dad printed out a few months ago; marks on it pointing out the Packs, and there are three different colors. Red for the Packs we need to avoid, orange for the Packs that could be trouble, and green for the Packs Dad knows we can trust if we need some help along the way.

We map a route we want to take; there is a territory that every Pack avoids as it belonged to a Pack that slowly died out, and it had everything to do with chosen Mates. Just like this Pack, their Alphas all took chosen Mates, but they hadn't realized that with it their Pack became weaker and weaker, and in the end, it meant the demise of their Pack.

Dad hopes we can find the territory and live there in peace, just the two of us. I have had enough of the world; first my Uncle sent Rogues to annihilate my parent's Pack, and now I got rejected for being Wolfless. If our Alpha had trained his Pack-members better, he would have known that Dad and I are Lycans.

I hate the world I am forced to live in; I never asked for any of this, and if I never see another Wolf or Lycan again, I will die a happy female. Why is it so difficult to let someone live their life the way they want to? Why do the Higher ranking Wolves and Lycans have the need to look down on those with a lower rank?

"Dad, do you trust Lance enough to take him with us? I think he was Jane's fated Mate." I say through our mind-link.

Keir

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