"I don't think this is a good idea" evelynne stood up from the floor. After Ronan had told her to go pack her things they were leaving for someplace he never mentioned, she had met with Beth who declined and insisted on following her but she wanted to go alone.
This journey was hers. Beth stood and watched her turn into her wolf before leaving with ronan. Taking a horse would create awareness so they decided to be in their wolf form.
"It doesn't have to be a good idea you would love. For someone who has stayed in the safe space of the pack your whole life. I don't think you know these places. Am I right?"
Evelynne sighed. She didn't like when people reminded her she had been a candy at home waiting to be taken away from their comfort zone. She'd tried.
"That doesn't matter does it? It has to have some location"
"You will love it"
They were inside a cave at the outskirts of Astral blood pack. Ronan had wanted them to leave the territory of Astral blood pack before trying to rest.
"I want to go outside" she lifted her dress to leave and Ronan's eyes flicked out to where they were and he muttered something under his breath before standing "let's go"
"You don't to follow me"
"I'm not following you. Astral blood pack never had any problems with the beasts but other packs did. And right now we are not in the territory of your pack. So you have to listen to me"
"And if I don't?"
"We will find out about that when you act out"
They walked out from the cave and met with a very beautiful view of wood. Woods everywhere and it was nighttime, the moon casting a light hue upon the canopy trees creating an ethereal look down on them.
She walked away from Ronan trying to check out the place. She lifted her dress, happy that Betty knew what to pack. Light clothes with no thick layers.
She pushed the branch that blocked her and stepped on soft ground. Looking down noticed the soft grass that was around the whole place and she wondered where this was. Whose territory was this?
She left the place to wander around, still she saw a hot spring that called out to her to step in but she shook her head internally, finding her way back to the cave. Ronan was going to find him.
***
The next morning they stepped into another pack and the first place was the busy market that buzzed with people and stalls, shouting merchants and sellers, buyers complaining about the prices and quality of goods they were purchasing.
This was…something she had never experienced. Ronan hooked his fingers with hers and she looked up at him in question and he lowered his voice to hear "this place is the territory of alpha Damon. I heard his son was in charge of this pack"
She wondered. That alpha was as greedy as her father and his beta, making them more than acquaintances, more like partners in crimes. They reached outside a motel to eat before starting again. She was famished.
Her eyes scrutinised the place. The benches and wooden tables cackled when someone nudged it. She saw scantily clad women walking around the place. Men ogled and catcalled, drooling while they passed.
The place stinks of cigarettes and vomits with alcohol. She pressed on Ronan's fingers tightly, old men and obviously useless men who must have left their wife at home here drinking this early, some with the uncladded women in their lap. Others just smoke and drink.
"Was this what happened everyday here?" She asked after they had found a small creaking table mr chair at the far end where the stink was no more less but at least manageable. Ronan shrugged. This was alpha Damon here.
"His son is more worse than he is, I pray he never gets to sit on that chair as the alpha"
"Why?"
"Well as you can see here" his eyes moved to the place "this is the least of what this pack has. This pack is more like…the pleasure pack where women are sold and has the highest count of brothels and motels like this"
"No inns?"
"That has to be the least. One of the assets of mystic howl pack, you know the richness and all is this. The trade of women, child trafficking and sex trafficking. Sometimes I don't understand"
Evelynne almost gagged at the scene by the farther side of the room, a man held a woman surreptitiously molesting her and she stepped back but he dragged her back to his body. This was disgusting, she saw how finally the people close took notice and laughed over how she was supposed to let go and not fight.
"Can we leave" she was tired, that sight was something to behold, the urge to go straight and cause chaos gnawing at her. It was better she left that to make a larger scene where there will be nothing but blood instead of laughing.
"What about you being all hungry and tired?"
"Don't worry. Can we just find somewhere to maybe rest, more like sleep. I'm tired" not just from the journey but from this realm. The abuse of women was getting out of hand and no one was going and about to stop it.
She knew she was going to be next and no one was going to hear her voice. She was going to be a broken shell of herself after becoming a sex slave and more like a gen than a Luna of any pack. She prayed she found her mate.
She glared at Ronan. Was he her mate?. They said there was always a pull, she had a pull towards Roman from the first day they met. Was he the one?