C1 A small slice of freedom

Aelia

It has been a long time since I was able to feel free. Even now lying in this lavish hotel room surrounded by marble walls, all I could smell was the wood of the old expensive furniture, the wooden floors, and the scent of the two bodyguards stationed in the hallway. As I keep my eyes locked on the ceiling, I feel the silk under my skin hugging me like a feather. From one prison to the other. I lay and lay surrounded by nothing and no one. I got so accustomed to this dreaded silence that I even became scared of running away from my prison. When I was younger I would often run in the middle of the night. I would run to the human town near our territory, run to the nearby lake, or run and run and run till all of my limbs ached and hurt. And after tasting that small escape, I would pull my dreaded body back into the cage to be locked again. I would do the same as I am doing now. Lay on top of the bed and watch the ceiling, trying to catch any movements and sounds outside. Even though now I was not in my home in Russia, and was looking at a new ceiling the cage was still the same.

The shifting of the guards outside alerted me that someone was coming. And as I hear a pair of steps approaching I already knew who they belonged to.

My father Alexander entered my room with a forceful momentum. He was a tall and lean man, with a pair of piercing grey eyes that always looked at me with loading. Although he was not a bad-looking man, he was average looking among werewolves. The disgust in his eyes was apparent for me to see as he scanned me slowly getting off of the bed to stand in front of him.

"Stay in the room tonight, and get ready for tomorrow." As his cold eyes went over my face, I could see his mood worsening. "Tomorrow is a big night for your sister. If you mess it up, you will not be allowed to come outside of the pack again. Understood?" As I felt a slight shiver come down my back I nodded still looking into his hollow eyes. "DO YOU NOT HAVE A VOICE, ANSWER ME!" His face morphed in rage and his eyes reddened. Behind every word, I felt the authority of an Alpfa gripping my mind, as I hopelessly responded "Yes Alpha."

As he stormed out of the room and shut the doors, I still stood cemented in place. What should I do now? I always knew he would never love me again. And I still stayed hoping, that one day he would change his mind. I still remembered the love and care he gave to Mom and me before that woman came around. Before he found his mate and threw away my mother and me for his bond and perfect pack. For years I suppressed my nature and threw away my wolf. Denying the wish to roam and run. Scared of the unknown and loneliness, I found solace in the empty silent room where all of my senses were empty. But is it the answer? After tomorrow night when my sister and I join the meeting of the alphas for the first time, everything will change. I heard them whisper around my room so I was aware. Father wanted to mate sister with the Alpha of the Dark Moon pack tomorrow. As for me, he planned to marry me off to his Beta, so he could groom him to take his position and become the next Alpha. But I was already aware that his Beta had a mate, meaning I would have to live the same life my mother had.

I walk towards the window and slowly open it. As the New York noises plunged inside the room all at once my silence was broken. People walking, cars moving, talking, birds singing, and so many other noises came to my ears. But that was not all. As I leaned forward I could also feel many different sents intertwine. And that's when I decided to enjoy one more day. One more day before I get locked up for real. I went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. A pale slender face greeted me back from the other side. Plum lips, rosy cheeks, skin as white as ebony, and a pair of cat-like dark red eyes. Long white hair was draped behind my back reaching the lowest point of my back. I looked so much like my mother. It was not surprising my father hated me. Every time he looked at me he was reminded of what he did to her. He was reminded of the vampire, he took and abandoned, and the mixed child that had dirty blood. I didn't have any makeup to put on. And the only clothes I had on me was this spaghetti strap slick black sating dress, that hugged my curves. As for shoes I only had a pair of boots that barely matched the dress. But even so, I was not in a position to choose. Once again I find the window. As night slowly descended on the city I waited for the perfect chance to jump. And I hear her, slowly waking from her slumber.

"Finally decided to run away?" My wolf Samira howled in my thoughts. And her waking was me waking. The desires I had long forgotten started to bubble. As I breathe the fresh and cold night air I raise my body to the window and not even looking behind I plunge into the darkness.

All around me, there were noises, people, animals, cars, music... And I enjoyed them. I walked wherever my legs were leading me, as I listened to Samira marvel. She and I both have never seen a big city. All we saw was the small human town near the pack borders when we were smaller. So without a thought, I follow the music into one of the clubs nearby.

As I entered it I felt the energy in me rise and reach the peak. The dim lights that I let blur my vision slightly, the smell of different people intervening, the music that made all of the other noises disappear... This to me was a small escape from reality. I made my way through the crowd to the center and felt Samira grow excited and howl in my mind. "Ahh," A small sigh of excitement escaped my lips, as I finally walked into the mass letting my body move and dance under the neon lights. For some reason tonight among the sents of people that intervened around me, there was one that I could smell more. A smell of nice whiskey, cigarettes, and wood mixed into one... Although it was stronger than the others, it was still light. The smell relaxed me even more, it engulfed my mind and body. And even though I couldn't pinpoint where it was coming from I let myself drown in it. As the crowd swallowed me up from all sides. I danced and danced, and danced savoring this small slice of freedom until I sensed the rising sun. And reluctantly went back to my room and the cage I wished to escape from.