Kaia POV


    I ce myptop in my backpack before heading upstairs and selecting only a few clothes that will get me to where I need to be.


    I sweep the upstair rooms onest time, ensuring I leave nothing out of ce, no memory that it was me that lived here...clothes can be reused..can be thrown away, if he so chooses.


    I walk downstairs, cing a jumper over freshly changed attire. Very calmly cing a few snacks and water bottles into my bag.


    There is no need to wait, no need to wait until the cover of darkness. Everyone is at the pack party except a few and all will be up until the early hours of the morning anyhow.Exclusive ? material by N?(/v)elDrama.Org.


    There was no better time to go.


    Closing the front door for thest time, I start walking in the opposite direction of the pack hall. The meadow was a happy ce for my wolf and I, I would like to at least leave on some form of happy terms with myself. I won''t say goodbye. It will do no good.


    I head through the woods again, my wolf strengthening my vision as I tread through the dark woond


    floor.


    My eyes are still sore from crying, hindering my own natural eye sight.


    I walk towards a pack member on patrol, stationed to overlook the meadows. He turns to inspect the small noise I have created. A smile entering onto his face as he greets me hello, his smile turning into a frown when I walk past him. He calls after me as I enter the meadow, my footwork picking up pace.


    He''s raised the alert already...I didn''t have long. I could already feel the nervous disturbance of the pack bond...for those that aren''t too busy partying.


    Beta Ezra in particr is already trying to push on the mind-link with me, but I push him back.


    My walls are truly back up again.


    I shake out the sensation of what I am about to do. As do so I notice something shaking at my wrist... the crescent moon bracelet only given to me this evening by Hector.


    + let my eyes cast upon the delicate bracelet onest time. Who knows what would have happened if the


    invitation hadn''t of been sent but in a way I am d.


    Now I will never spend another day wondering if I would be pushed aside, just waiting for that fateful day toe. What kind of life would that have been for me... 1 True rity is a gift that I can finally behold.


    I let my free hand touch the crescent moon pendant, it really was beautiful and such a shame I can''t keep it. But in keeping it I wouldn''t be fully breaking free from the second mate bond that tried to confine me.


    I unfasten the sp, letting the bracelet drop onto the long-grassed meadow...hopefully it will be buried in a day or two by nature.


    With a deep breath I finally silence the warmth of the pack bond radiating in my chest, this is going to hurt.


    I didn''t have to reject the Amber Desert pack...joining the Dark Phantom pack gave me instant removal from Than''s dominating pack bond.


    I can already hear shouting in the distance behind me, Ezra and his men running through the woods towards me. The guard behind me now running towards me as I start to move again.


    This time my intent clear..I had moved to the edge of the meadow. To the border of their pack.


    "I, Kaia ce, reject my position as a member of the Dark Phantom pack and now dere myself as rogue." I pant out through the piercing pain of each word, my hands clutching to my chest to help relieve my struggling lungs.


    It''s a pain I wouldn''t wish on my worst enemy, a pain I hope never to go through again. It''s like your own soul being ripped out from your heart.


    You know you can survive because you have a beating heart still in ce, but without your soul...is life actually worth living...


    "Stop her!" I hear Ezra shout in the near distance.


    I take my first step over their pack border...all colour draining from my face. I can feel it, it feels ghostly.


    I am the walking dead.


    I am now a rogue.


    I hear snapping of bones behind me, as Ezra shouts for me before shifting himself.


    I run...my feet moving the fastest they have in a long time. Thest time I ran like this, I was with child.


    My wolf is faster now.


    I run as if my life depends on it. I was now a rogue being chased by the ruthless wolves of the Dark Phantom pack.


    I had to tell myself this in order to keep moving.


    I run, not stopping once until I lose them.