Chapter 5

I run out of the yard, going as fast as I can. I know that I can out run Jackson, so I dont have to worry about him. I run. I run until I see stores and houses.

I guess this is where I'll have to search. I never got my clothes, so I'm still running around on Jackson's shirt. Shit.

I decide that I have enough decency to go get actual public clothing, so I go looking for a backyard. They won't mind. I'll leave them a tip if they want one. That is if they see me.

I pick out a pair of basic jeans, and slip them on. They fit fine. A little loose around the waist, but not so much as to where they will fall off every couple steps. And I leave Jackson's shirt on.

I go barefoot, sniffing out for other supernaturals.

After about 5 minutes, I come to no luck, and growl softly. Shit. This isn't going to plan. Not at all.

But I keep searching. There is always a fighting arena in every town that has more than 10 supernaturals. And this town has them, they're just in hiding. I can feel them, but I can't see them.

Smart.

But not smart enough. I will find one, and let them know where I want to go. Surely they'll let me. And surely they'll show me, correct? Hopefully.

Its as if they all went into hiding. I can't sense any of them. That's bad. Oh so very bad. Not for me, though. For them. Its against the supernatural law to have more than 10 supernaturals hiding in the same place.

They could all go to jail. Prison, even. But that's not my concern. Everyone knows that. Rogue or not, you we were raised with the customs of the law, basically screwed into your brain.

So I decide to give up. Go search tonight. Why? Because if the council finds out that I found out while they didn't, I could go to jail with those in hiding. If I know and don't report to the council about my findings, I could be held for not telling as soon as I found out.

But I'm not snitch.

Give or take, I've done bad, I know. But it is stupid to tattle when I most likely could donit myself.

But I am not gonna.

I decide to go back home, and call it a day, though I still want to go back and ask. I know they'll stay in hiding for a while. New comers, eight or more. Plus they all are from the royal 'castle'.

I turn back, sensing and smelling my way back, when I feel my neck hairs rise.

I know someone is present with me, it doesnt take a genius to figure out. But I want to know why they're following me.

I decide to pretend like I don't realize that they are there, though I know full well that its my mate. I could smell his rich scent, they scent that I want to ball up into and go head to head at the same time.

I stop.

I know that he knows that I know he's there. The shift in the air and the electrical waves, tickles my skin. Kisses it, even. But I need to ignore that. He needs better. He deserves better. But I crave him. I crave his essence and being. But I know that I will cave into the feeling soon enough. But for now, I need him to know that I'm not good for him right now. That he deserves better.

"I do not deserve you." I say. I can tell he is taken aback by my statement, even though my back is to him.

I keep walking, and he growls at me.

I growl back, and then to look at him. "I'm telling you, your majesty, I don't deserve you. But don't expect me to stay away forever. I already know that I'll give into the temptation of your essense and being, so know that you will be seeing a lot more of me lately." I head into a different direction, not the way to my house, because I know that he just might follow.

And I was proven correct, when I feel his growl vibrate through the air, and his hand clamp down on my forearm.

"I know what you did to Rose. I know that branded mark you gave her. I know it was you. I found her passed out, by the trees, barley alive. If-"

I cut him off by a vicious growl of my own. I snatch my arm out of his grasp, while my lycan tries to break out of the mental restraints that I have on her. She comes through partly, only enough of her to change my eye color, and the tone of my voice.

"I do not care, about the blonde! I don't care about her! I don't! I truly don't! So stop talking about her!" I end it with a growl and transform into my maroon red lycan, and run full force to the house.

I know Jackson will be there, most likely waiting for me to get back home, and oh boy, do I have a suprise for him.

I can feel my mate behind me, and I know he is in his lycan form. No other animal or supernatural can catch up to me, unless they catch me my surprise and tackle me.

He growls, and I feel as if the only thing that is keeping me from going back and killing the blonde, is the fact that I'm hungry, tired, and if I turn around now, I know that my mate will catch me.

The thing that will keep me safe though, is the house. The warriors will be there, Jackson will be there, and my friends will be there.

I just have to make it there before I am truly safe.