Chapter 5: 4- New
The supernatural werewolf world has a specific way of ruling. A king that had power over the entire
nation. Then 7 alphas were under him, one for each region in which the American nation was split: The
Pacific, Midwest, Northeast, Southeast, Southwest, the Rocky Mountains, and the Noncontiguous.
Then alphas under them that ruled over their single state. And finally, under those alphas you had
about five to ten packs in each state; each state varied.
A king, regional alphas, Statal alphas, and territorial alphas.
They say the regional alphas were all deadly in their own way of sin. And the King...
Alpha Derek of the Midwestern region. Specifically the Night Stone pack.
They say he is one of the toughest alphas. He once killed his own Beta. In front of everyone. He
knocked out his Gamma during it.
He rules with an iron fist. He keeps the packs he runs in check, no one crosses him; they wouldn’t
bother to think of it.
He hated his father so much- he ripped him apart.
Death did not bother this man. He wasn’t capable of feelings. It didn’te as a shock.
With no family, he became stony. And no one could alter him.
No one.
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Fear was out of the question. What are you supposed to feel? Freaking joy? No. Terror was
overwhelming my body.
I was left alone in the room with my emotions. Sweat started to dot my forehead and I felt my head start
to throb. My chest felt heavy. My throat was scratchy and I felt the urge to cough to relieve myself. I
coughed but I ended up wheezing. The familiar feeling of my air constricting came back and tears
covered my vision like rain on a car.
The door opened. In came the doctor, her eyes grew and started shouting things that I couldn’t hear.
My air hole was getting smaller and smaller- less airing in. She rushed over to me and was
messing with something in her hands and speaking but to me- nothing was audible except for the
obnoxious beeping of the machine.
I was only focused on getting oxygen into my lungs, and I was failing. She shoved something in my
mouth and pressed on top of the object. My lungs were awarded oxygen and I gasped.
I felt relieved as I could breathe again and the storm in my head started to calm. I was sniffling and
brought my shaking hands up to wipe my eyes.
“Ms.Taylor, are you okay?” She asked as she rubbed my back. I meekly nodded. “Okay, It’s alright,
now, you might have either had a panic attack or an asthma attack- very simr” she gave me a blue
stic holder with a bottle in it that fit in my hand, “this is your inhaler…”
She started to exin how and when to use it, and told me what these asthma and panic attacks are
and concluded that I most likely had asthma, but could be both. “alright, I’ll let you get some rest if you
need anything, buzz.” She got up quietly and left the room and I weakly slid back and shut my burning
eyes.
A few days have passed of me in the hospital, and Doctor Reseda finally cleared me to be released. I
spent the majority of my time sleeping due to the pills I am on, and they’ve always been apanied
by nightmares of Alpha Chris. That wasn’t new, I’ve had them since the first day heid eyes on me.
However, those dark blue eyes were stuck in my head. I don’t know why and it’s been bugging me.
Doctor Reseda walked in with her smile on her face, “Good morning Ms.Taylor, we’ve cleared you, as
you know, and you’ll be leaving with our Beta, as instructed by the Alpha!”
She gave me a fresh pair of clothes that consisted of a grey long sleeve t-shirt that enveloped my scar
covered wrists, some grey sweatpants that hung loosely on my scrawny hips, white socks, and some
gray canvas shoes.
...Nicest things I’ve ever had...
It took some time but next thing, I’m walking with the Beta to where I’ll be staying. I felt extremely
ufortable with a random male, walking with me in unfamiliar ces.
...Violet, this is your first time outside in years...
The thought made a sad frown form on my face.
It was an uneasy walk, but then again practically everything in my pitiful life is uneasy. Although the sun
was out, the air was cold, to try and make myself the slightest bit warmer I put my hands together. It’s
spring, right? Early I believe because it was about two weeks ago Alpha Chris told me to change the
clocks ahead an hour.
I looked up at the Beta. He was tall, had dirty blonde hair and brown eyes, and some stubble along his
jaw. He was tanner than me, he had spent some time in the sun. Dressed in a dark brown t-shirt that
hugged his defined body and dark jeans paired off with dark brownbat boots that were tucked
under his pants.
I was having trouble keeping up with his pace, I never was a fast one, and that was not beneficial for
me. The Beta would notice, huff, stop, then walk again. It was a repetitive theme because, as said, I’m
slow.
After a while, we got to a ce. It was big. Huge. A house. At least two stories, standing tall and wide,
stone packed the outside walls. The door was disyed in the middle of two off-white pirs.
The house was a little ways from the main area of the pack. Tall trees towered a couple of yards from
the towering house. He walked up the three stairs to the door and I staggered behind. He rang the
doorbell and as we waited I caught my breath.
''It wasn’t even that far of a walk.''
''You’re so weak.''
...Stop...
''Can’t ever do anything, it’s fucking walking!''
''So worthless-''
My thoughts were cut off by the sound of a throat clearing. I did a nce up to see the beta impatiently
waiting inside with a slightly annoyed look on his face. Instantly, I felt guilty and refrained from flinching.
I got my skinny butt into the house to not make him anymore annoyed because who knows what this
guy will do if he gets too annoyed with me…
Once I was in I took a quick look around and was astonished at the house. If I thought the outside was
huge, the inside was vast. The house has dark wooden floors, walls with dark brown paint and a light
tan trim that wereplemented by the tan furniture. The simple scenery made me think of the white
sofa stained with my blood, sweat, and tears Alpha Chris had in his basement- my “medium
punishment” spot.
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I shivered at the thought.
I followed behind the beta through the living room and to the left which led us to stairs. He started to go
up and I quietly followed. He took some turns and stopped when he came to a door.
“This will be your room, I’ll send up dinner, the Alpha will see you tomorrow, I will pick you up promptly
at 10 o’clock to take you there.” He seemed to have little emotion in his voice.
''Or maybe because no one likes you.''
I meekly nodded looking at my hands. He opened the door and then spoke again.
“There is a pair of clothes for tomorrow and some toiletries. We’ll have some things dropped off
tomorrow.” He used that same voice. And with that, he turned and started to walk away. I walked into
the room, closing the door and then turning around; if I thought the house was grand- look at the room!
The floor was covered in a light brown carpet, almost like a dark beige. My room in Alpha Chris’s pack
didn’t have carpet. The room itself was 5 times the size of my room in Alpha Chris’s pack, no double
that, ten times.
The walls almost matched the carpet- just a few shades darker. It has a bed in the center against the
wall to the left of the door covered in grey sheets and a window on the wall. Across the bed were two
doors. Walking to them I realize one is a regr closet with a dresser on the side, outside the door. The
other door leads to a bathroom.
...The nicest room I’ve ever stayed in...
''Because trash like you don’t deserve things like this.''
...Stop it!...
''It’s the truth- there’s a reason you never had nice things.''
I squeeze my eyes shut at the voices, they’re always there. It-
A knock sounded at the door, I flinched at the sound and expected the knocker to barge in- it’s what I''m
used to, except no one knocks, they juste in. The rapping sounded again and cautiously I went to
the door and opened it. Standing there was the Beta.
“Time for dinner.” He spoke, “let’s go, follow,” He demanded.
...I thought he said he was gonna drop it off…
I silently followed behind him as he walked through the halls, down the stairs, and to a dining room. He
motioned for me to sit where food was set out. I obeyed his motion and sat down. He sat down at the
rectangr table across from me with his own te.
...I haven’t had a meal in three days…
''And you shouldn’t eat, Alpha Chris only likes skinny girls.''
...It’s been three days…
''Shut up, he wouldn’t allow you to eat knowing you left him. This is your punishment.''
...Three days…
''You don’t de-''
“Eat,” The Beta instructed me. He started eating himself. I peered down at the meal. It was pasta with a
side of green beans and cubed potatoes. I never had a big appetite after the diet I’ve been through for
the past 10 years and I knew there was no way I could finish all this.
I had a few bites of it all- it tasted amazing but soon enough I found myself full. When you looked at the
te it looks like I barely touched it- but I was full.
“You’re done?” The beta asked. He seemed a little shocked, I nodded to his question feeling inferior,
nothing new. “But you barely ate…” I snuck up a look as he seemed to be connecting the dots in his
head. He shook his head and went back to eating.
When he was done he took me back upstairs and dropped me off at the room and reminded me at 10
tomorrow he would get me.
I brushed my teeth and decided it was time to get some sleep. I looked at the bed and slowly climbed
in. It was so soft- I wasn’t used to it at all. Yet, despite how soft, I couldn’t sleep. I got up out of the bed
and took a pillow and the thinnest nket andid on the floor. I closed my eyes and awaited my
nightmare-filled sleep.