You Rejected Me. Remember?

Elijah paced in his room, thinking about a way to face Monica. He wondered if he should try to meet them in his human form after the sunset.

“That is the only option we have, Elijah. We can’t do anything in the form of a toad. We can’t speak. Heck, we sleep the whole day. And even if we don’t sleep, we can’t travel since the sun will dry off toad skin. We will be dehydrated and die of exhaustion,” Fenris pointed out.

He nodded. Fenris was right. However, going in front of them was nothing short of going on a suicide mission. Yet, it was the only way it could be done.

“If we die while we are at it, we would die trying to redeem ourselves,” he mumbled and glanced out of the window. It was already close to midnight. He had spent the whole day in his room, sleeping in his toad form and even after the sunset, he didn’t want to go outside, because if he did, he would be meeting his ex-alpha.

Elijah no longer accepted Baron as his alpha. Although it was too late for it, he had cut his ties with him. He would rather live as a loner than be connected to a wolf as vile as Baron.

After he learnt what Baron had done in the past, he had no desire to have any kind of connection with him. He didn’t want to speak with him. He couldn’t care less about what Baron did. Baron could rot in his room and Elijah wouldn’t give a damn anymore.

So instead of trying to discuss anything with Baron, he spent his time in the room thinking. He had to face her, despite his fear of being shredded into pieces. What made him hesitate was the memories of how furious her wolf was when they met in the woods the previous night.

“Well, we must face it,” mumbling to himself, he walked towards the door to exit his room. He intended to leave the packhouse for good. He looked back at his belongings. This would be the last time he set foot on the packhouse of the Red Wings pack, which was one of the most prestigious packs once upon a time.

He decided that he would join a pack if he got pardoned. However if not, he’d either be dead or be living as a rogue. Either way, he didn’t intend to return to the Red Wing territory.

Sighing, he opened the door to walk away. He didn’t expect to see Baron waiting for him at the door. Elijah froze. His heart skipped a beat when Baron smirked at him. Elijah knew that look in his eyes. It only meant that he was in trouble.

Swallowing the fear he felt, he faced Baron and looked straight into his eyes.

“Hey….al…alpha,” he forced a smile.

“Well, hello. I was hoping that you would come out sooner. It is already past midnight,” Baron chuckled.

Elijah attentively watched Baron’s actions. Working with him for the past three years had taught Elijah a thing or two about Baron. He was ruthless, and if anyone gets in trouble, he might lure him into his trap, by being a little bit too friendly.

Keeping his guard up, “why? Did you need me?” He asked.

“Oh, yes. I had a great time last night. I had a drink after a long time. It felt good,” he snickered. “I was hoping we could spend some time together once again. Maybe, have another drink?” He said, lifting a bottle of wine up.

Elijah’s heart raced. He didn’t want Baron to be suspicious of him, so he nodded his head. He had a feeling that he might be in trouble, yet, he followed cautiously. He knew that, even if he tried to run, Baron would catch him, and then he would undoubtedly be in a huge mess. Baron was faster and stronger than him. He would then have to explain why he tried to run.

“Watch out, Elijah. I don’t trust this guy,” Fenris warned.

“I know,” Elijah’s heart thudded hysterically as he followed the one-eyed alpha.

“If he tries to make you drink from that bottle, don’t. Not unless he pours a drink for himself too,” Fenris alerted him.

Baron sat on the chair by the balcony and pointed at the seat in front of him.

“Sit down, why don’t we simply enjoy life. I mean….I was worried about not having my pack, not being the boss of everything,” he sighed. “But it honestly is better now. No stress. Just live a carefree life and enjoy it to the fullest,” he glanced at Elijah.

“What do you say, eh?” His lips stretched in a lopsided smile.

“Yeah …..” Elijah trailed off as he reluctantly took the seat. He wasn’t sure what Baron had in mind. “It’s good. But if only we aren’t toads during the day,” he said, laughing nervously as he spoke.

“Right…. But that isn’t that bad…. We would sleep the whole day. When the sun sets, we wake up. Then we can shift, go for a run. Go to look for ladies in the woods,” Baron mumbled, pouring some of the wine into one of the glasses on the table.

Elijah watched with an anxious heart as he poured the other glass too. He gulped and forced a smile, as Baron pushed one of them towards him.

“So, what do you say? Let’s have a drink and go for a run? Maybe we’ll find something interesting in the woods,” Baron snickered. “Maybe an unsuspecting female who we could jump on,” he commented, as he sipped on the liquor.

Flinching at his comment, Elijah glanced at the glass in front of him.

“Go on, drink it,” Baron urged. “It isn’t laced with anything in it,” he chuckled, studying Elijah’s countenance.

Elijah’s heart raced when he heard what Baron said. He snapped his head at him, but still, decided that he better not address the issue.

“Do you think he knows?” Fenris hissed in his mind.

With a racing heart, Elijah picked the glass and sipped on it. “I’m just not used to drinking alcohol,” he tried to excuse himself.

Breathing out heavily, Baron leaned back in his seat.

“Of course. You are just eighteen. But f**k the legal age. I say you should be able to drink now. We are rogues. Why should we be living by the book?” He stated as he rested his arm against

Elijah didn’t reply and took another sip of the drink in front of him. The liquid tasted bitter and it burnt his throat. Wondering why the adult wolves loved to drink that bitter tasting drink which gave him no joy, he glanced at Baron who was staring at him without blinking.

“So….what is the plan for tonight?” Elijah asked as he tried to avoid Baron’s creepy stare.

Smirking, Baron looked at his glass and then at Elijah.

“I want to say that we should go for a run and enjoy the night before we come back before the sun rises,” he arched his brow.

“But….. I’m very interested in the bottle of were-wine you offered me last night,” he suddenly said, lowering his voice.

Baron leaned forward and gazed intently into Elijah’s face.

“And I’m extremely curious about this,” he said as he slammed a little bottle that Elijah was familiar with, on the table.

Elijah’s eyes widened. Amytal…..the label on it was clear. What he had been dreading was becoming a reality. He knows…..

He couldn’t understand how Baron found the bottle. Perhaps it fell from his pocket as he moved and he was too preoccupied with his thoughts to realise that it had fallen off.

He glanced at Baron from the corner of his eyes. Baron was going to kill him. He just knew it. Without waiting for a second more, he jumped up from his seat and rushed towards the railing of the balcony to leap out into the open ground. He shifted to his wolf in midair and landed on all fours. He knew Baron wouldn’t let him go without a fight. However, he too wasn’t going to give in just like that.

“A*****e!” Baron growled and leapt out of the balcony right after him. Soon, the two wolves were sprinting into the dense woods. Baron’s wolf, Warg, wasn’t as enthusiastic as Baron. He was fed up with the life he was living. However, he was still trying to keep up with his human because he wanted to keep his promise to his father.

Years ago, when his father was on his deathbed, his father’s wolf spirit had made him promise that he would stick by Baron no matter what. It was long before they found his mate and Warg had hoped that Baron would stop his ill deeds after finding his mate. But he was wrong.

He was the reason why his mate took her life. And that shattered Warg’s heart. And even after being reprimanded by the Queen and cursed by a witch, he didn’t seem to have learnt his lesson.

Warg knew he was wrong to let his human go against the order of the Queen. However, he didn’t want to remain on the wrong side the whole time. He wanted to change. However, it seemed that his human was too rotten to do that.

Sneering, Warg blocked Baron from witnessing what was happening, just as he pounced on Fenris. Undoubtedly, Warg had no trouble catching up. After all, he was the alpha.

However, with Baron blocked out, Warg now had the power to let Fenris escape.

He stepped away and huffed, gesturing with his head to run away. Since he didn’t want Baron to know what happened, he didn’t use their link.

Fenris was petrified when Warg pounced on him. However, he was confused when Warg didn’t attack. He could have killed him on the spot, yet, he chose to step away and gesture with his head. Fenris’ frantic heart slowed down when he realised that Warg was letting him run away.

“Maybe he blocked Baron,” Elijah whispered. “Quick! Run! Fenris! Run!” He gasped.

Fenris wanted to thank the alpha wolf, however, he understood that a mindlink would most probably alert the vile human trapped inside. He backed off and bowed his head in respect before taking off. Fenris ran for his life. He knew the sun would rise in a matter of a few hours and he had to reach safety before he morphed into a toad.

Right before he crossed the border, he jumped onto the place where wolfsbane vines were growing thick. He needed to cancel his scent out. Although he was in a hurry, he didn’t want to risk being captured at the borders. He hastily sneaked in the shadows, unnoticed by the patrols and was able to hide under a bush just before the sun’s first rays spread throughout the horizon.

He was able to breathe a sigh of relief when he morphed into his toad self. As usual, he hid inside a burrow and slept, after strengthening his determination.

He was going to face them during the night. It would be dangerous, however, if he was going to die, he’d die after repenting. Maybe then, his soul could find peace.