He’s an Alpha She doesn’t Care novel Chapter 12

Wynta

Some Alphas were just plain rude and arrogant; she’d been told she’d get picked up, then he’d been late and texted her he wasn’t going to pick her up and that she wouldn’t be missed; the not being missed part. He was probably right about that. But then he did turn up like two and a half hours later. He’d broken into her apartment, basically stolen her things, if she’d not been in her office for him to give them to her. He would have just stolen her dress and shoes.

He’d dragged her from her office and yelled at her for not waiting on him, when why would she after his text message? Even if he’d not texted her or called her, how long was one supposed to wait? According to him, until he decided to turn up because he was an Alpha and she was nothing but a lowly rogue that needed to do as she was told.

Now this, he just kicks her out of his car, with no jacket and tells her to walk up the mountain road to the gate. His car was out of sight, and she no longer cared at all to be here, not only had she never been here before. She knew that whoever was at the gate wouldn’t know who she was, and she wasn’t carrying her invitation. Did he think it was such a precious item to her that she just carried it everywhere?

He probably thought she felt special or something, just for being invited to something like a Luna Ceremony. Little did he know she had absolutely no interest in standing there inside any pack watching a Luna Ceremony. She stood there and pulled her phone from her bag. At least she still had that it had been on her lap for the entire drive.

She shivered as the wind whipped about her, and she pulled up a map of the area, looking for a way back to the city that wouldn’t see her have to walk down that road he’d just gone. So he couldn’t stop her from leaving. One, Jared Hayes, could explain to his own father and Alpha why she wasn’t there. Didn’t arrive with him or couldn’t be found for initiation into the pack.

It was now a solid no in her book. She saw on the map that the forest before her across the road was a massive hiking and biking, trail-riding area. She turned and looked up the road and, yes, up the hill there was a blue sign that had the forestry trail name on it. She turned and walked up the road towards it.

“Let’s just see Jared Hayes, who the Alpha is mad at, me or you? For him not getting what he wanted, when it took five years for him to find a way to get me into that pack of his.” She knew that she, as a rogue, could take Jared’s refusal to drive her into the pack, as that he didn’t want her in the pack, That was her prerogative.

She walked into the car park and found the trail map and looked at it. The boardwalk went to three different locations, including all the way down the mountain. She took a photo of it for reference. There would be a car park or suburb down there, she thought.

Wynta then turned to look at the trail before her. It was wet from all the rain but the boardwalk for those that wanted to walk the forest trail was still intact. She made her way down the stairs and headed off into the forest. This was the only way down and away without walking the road they’d come in on.

It didn’t matter which boardwalk trail she took, they all linked up and there were only three junctions to choose from, and each one lead to an exit. She’d end up somewhere on the other side of the forest and away from this pack. She put her phone away and rubbed her hands together, breathed into them and rubbed them on her arms to try and keep some warmth in her.

She’d been homeless once and learned to just grit her teeth and endure the bracing cold winds. Sometimes it was all one could do. She stopped walking as she saw a torrent of water cutting across the boardwalk she’d been moving along, not long turned on to it at all, stood and watched as it washed some of the wooden planks away.

That way was now not an option, she had to turn around and make her way back to the T Section, she’d turned right onto this track. She came to the junction and moved on past the trail that had brought her down here, and was head off into the forest once more.

She could hear rushing water some time later as the rain started to fall once more, and she turned about looking for it, saw a swollen river through the trees. Though its water was rough, it was still contained in the banks from what she could tell. She continued on to find herself walking over a foot bridge high above that river.

Likely the Cedar Rapids, she thought to herself absently as she walked over the bridge. She was willing to bet this was very pretty on a clear sky day, and that river water wasn’t brown, and full of loosened soil. She continued on and followed the boardwalk at her own pace. There were many slippery places, and she slid a few times on the wood and landed on her back side, cursed out loud and got back up.

She finally came to a junction in the path that would lead her to a car parking area and turned down it, she was only about halfway down the mountain, but she needed to find shelter and maybe someone to help her.

She may not have a wolf, but she was still wolfen, she wasn’t exactly like a human either, she still had more stamina than a normal human, and she could handle much colder temperatures. Yes, she would succumb to hyperthermia at some point if she was out in the cold for too long. But it did take much longer than it would for a human.

Her core body temperature was higher than a human’s but not really as high as a true wolfen folk. It kind of fell in the middle somewhere, which meant she could fight off hyperthermia longer. She didn’t have the strength or healing ability of true wolfen folk, and she also didn’t get all the heightened senses either. She didn’t have enhanced sight or hearing, but her sense of smell, however, still allowed her to pick up otherworldly creatures, if the one before her was a pack wolf or rogue wolf, but she couldn’t differentiate between bloodlines, or who was whose kin.

She just put that down to being otherworldly herself was all, because she didn’t pick it up until she was in close proximity. Unlike true wolfen folk that could scent for miles, she could only pick it up when face-to-face with them or if they were in the same office on the same floor as she was. Had a range of about fifty meters was all.

She finally saw the trail end up ahead and nearly sagged with relief, though she didn’t like the look of that river that was along this part of the path, and it was swollen and pushing at that banks, but as she looked to the end of the trail she could see homes and emergency crews working out there in the distance.

She made her way along the path and was just about out when she heard a massive c***k and turned to a tree uprooted and splashing down into the river. She moved as fast as she could as she saw the wave of water rise up from it and a torrent of water was rushing at her. She couldn’t get out of the way and she knew it.

Got hit by it and swept away with a scream down the path. She scrabbled and tried to grab anything that was there, and felt pain searing through her side as she was unceremoniously washed out into the car park and was rolled into a wooden post that denoted the edge of the car park. She was kind of half curled around it all limply as the water washed over her and then receded away. She could see people running this way from that emergency crew as her eyes closed and unconsciousness claimed her.