Worthless to Priceless The Alpha’s Rejected Mate

Chapter 8

AMELIA’S PO.V Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

As I drove, all I could think about or even feel was the pain from the betrayal my family had just dealt to me. I tried to push the thoughts out of my head but it swarmed my every thought and pore. It still felt unbelievable to think that Brittany and Blake could have done that to me.

As I thought about my family, I couldn’t help but think about the warning that Blake had given me. I still don’t know why he warned me or what he was trying to warn me about. He just said I wasn’t safe and I wonder what he meant by that. Was that his own way of saying that he still cared about me? Or was that his own twisted way of looking after me after what he had done?

“Darn you Blake,” I muttered, “You’re a real asshole.” I realized how crazy I must look to be talking to myself in the car so I instantly went silent.

I drove in silence when suddenly I started to hear the chirping of birds above my car. I hoped I would out drive them but it was like they kept on following me. The chirping got louder and I heard one land on the roof. Another one landed on my side mirror but flew away and landed on the roof with its companion.

I didn’t mind them but I hoped they wouldn’t pee or poop on the car because it would be a nightmare to get out and father would be so mad at me. A bird once pooped on him and I couldn’t wash it out of his shirt so he had to burn it. I can only imagine how bad it would be on a car.

The forest seemed to get quieter the more I drove and the only sound was the birds. I was grateful because the eerie silence was starting to scare me. I wondered if I should break off a piece of bread for them when I heard the snapping of twigs behind me.

I glanced into my mirrors but I couldn’t see anything. I reached into the glove compartment and saw a loaf of bread. I broke it into half and shoved a large piece into my mouth then wound down my window and held out a little piece in my hand. When nothing happened, I was about to pull my hand away but then a bird landed in my palm and took the piece. “You’re so pretty,” I breathed as I took in the medium sized black bird. “I wonder what type of bird you

are.”

My loneliness must have been worse than I anticipated because that can be the only reason why I am communicating with a bird like it understands me.

I broke off another piece and handed it to the bird. Its large beady eyes assessed me and it pecked my hand softly then flew back to the roof. I smiled to myself because I have never touched a bird before and I wanted to do it again.

I was feeding the birds and eating when I heard another twig snap. The bird that was in my hand flew to the roof immediately and this time I wound up my window and continued driving.

I looked through my mirrors and even glanced at the back hoping to catch a glimpse of whatever animal it was but I still didn’t see anything. I was about to chalk it off as my imagination when I saw a large figure collide with my windshield. At first I thought it was a bear but when I saw the snarling teeth, I realized it was a werewolf.

It growled at me and it took all my willpower not to scream. I know I should have moved or tried to shake the wolf off by speeding up with the car but I was frozen in shock. The wolf had saliva dripping from the sides of its mouth and the eyes were black leading me to realize that it wasn’t a rogue.

Rogues have red eyes and are usually more feral but this wolf looked at me with intelligence- almost like it had looked for me. It smashed its paw into the windshield and I knew it wanted to kill

me.

My survival instincts kicked in and I gripped the steering wheel hard and hit the accelerator. I veered a sharp right not caring where I was going and the sudden change in speed and direction threw the wolf off the bumper of my car.

It snarled in pain and I wasted no time before I hit the gas and started moving forward. Blake’s warning shot in my head and I knew that this was probably what he was warning me about. I knew the only person who would want me dead was my sister. She never liked me but I would have never guessed that Brittany would stoop low enough to send wolves after me to kill me.

In that moment, I didn’t care about safety, I just hit the gas and the car was moving faster than I had ever driven in my life. It was hard to control it at this speed and I kept bumping into trees and flying over rocks but I didn’t care. I was determined not to die and I was willing to do anything to do so.

I got to a fork in the forest and I knew the left part led to the pack that father was sending me to. I wondered if they had told the people in that pack to kill me on sight too. I knew it would be a major risk to go there so I turned right towards the Dark Fangs pack.

I haven’t heard much about it because the people mainly live in secrecy and solitude but I know that their Alpha is rumored to be an atrocious monster. Rumors say that he slaughtered his entire family so that he could take the position.

I didn’t know what waited for me there but I would take my chances at the hand of that monster than at the hands of my family. They have already tried to kill me once and who is to say that they won’t try it again. I also chose it because I knew that anyone with half a mind wouldn’t dare to go into it.

While I was worrying, I saw a bird flying in front of my car and it looked back almost as if it was watching me then it took a sharp right. I don’t know whether it was desperation or just pure stupidity but I found myself following that bird. I hoped I was going the right way and not leading myself to a dead end.

As I followed it I couldn’t help but think about how my life had taken such a drastic turn. A few hours ago, I was getting ready for my birthday and now I am following a bird through the trees. I found myself laughing despite the dire situation because of how pathetic it sounded. All of this is simply because my own sister decided to steal my boyfriend.

I glanced at the rogues through the rearview mirror and they glanced at each other in confusion which solidified my earlier thoughts that they were sent by my father and sister. They looked unsure and faltered for a second but they continued to chase after me and I muttered a small curse under my breath.

“You better know where we are going, little bird.” I muttered under my breath. “My life is in your hands.”

I was trying to avoid a tree so I swerved to the right and into one of the wolves. I didn’t see him in time and I knew I wouldn’t be able to maneuver around him. He prepared to jump onto the car and I knew he would do it successfully but then the weirdest thing happened.

Some birds flew down from the trees and simultaneously started to poop on the wolf and scratch his b*dy. I thought it was weird that they all did it at the same time but I didn’t have time to watch it, I turned back onto the trail and continued following my guide bird. I knew the other two were still on my trail.

I had never seen birds act like that and I began to wonder if the birds were deliberately helping me but it seemed crazy to even think about. Birds were not that smart and they couldn’t act of their own volition. I knew the moment I got close to the pack border and I knew that if I didn’t die at the hands

of the rogues then I would die at the hands of the border patrol. They didn’t take kindly to strangers and that is what I was.

I muttered a prayer to the goddess hoping that something miraculous would happen to get me out of the situation and just as I was praying, I saw it- him. The wolf was larger than any I had seen in my life and I watched as he attacked the rogues with such ferocity that I was stunned to my core.