Chapter 18 – Betrayed From Birth

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I nodded against his shoulder as he continued to hug me. I wanted him to know that I did understand what he was telling me.

I am still crying my eyes out, so I cannot speak to be able to answer him. His kindness to me makes all I went through at the Silver Blade pack even worse. They are my family, and yet they never really cared enough for me to comfort me. Maybe they just wanted, or expected to have one baby, and picked the one that looked the most like our mom.

My black hair was more on my mother’s side, as my maternal grandfather also had black hair. But Reagan looked exactly like Mom and my grandmother. She just had our father’s eyes. I was just the extra, and expendable one. I cannot stop the tears as they continue to slide down my face.

Beta Timothy seems to understand that I am not scared of them, and with his arm on my back to comfort me, continues on to the packhouse again. I walked with him and felt like I could trust him completely. I see no deception in him, and a short time later we exit the forest and I see a massive packhouse. It looks to be twice the size of the one at the Silver Blade. The massive stone structure looked formidable and old like the building itself immediately deserved respect. It was at least 6 stories high, and I could tell it was well taken care of. You could see that the center and main part of the building were a lot older than each of the ends of the packhouse. They used a different color of stone as they increased the size of the packhouse, adding the same length of the main part of the building onto each of the ends. They used a little darker stone on the ends with made the lighter center part of it, draw the eye. There was a really nice and large light fixture in the center of the packhouse, just above the double doors. It was lighting up the night as if it was welcoming us to the entrance.

I saw four people standing there at the top of the stairs and I slowed my steps. I was not in a hurry to be meeting any more people tonight. That would increase my chance of someone bullying me. I was OK with having to spend the night in a cell. I should be safe there, and I could phase into Emerald to stay warm. I have no idea why these people that I can now make out as two men, and two women, are even standing here for.

“Timothy is everything OK?”

I hear one of the women call out to us.

“We are all OK, Amanda. We have a guest that will be staying with us tonight. If you and Stella could please take her up to our rooms and take care of her, I would appreciate it. She will need a bath, some clothes and probably a little food as she is very thin. She will spend the night with Stella tonight. I don’t want her to be alone”

Beta Timothy said to her as we started up the stairs. The three warriors who had been trailing us dropped off about 20 feet from the packhouse and left heading back out into the night.

I can see the woman that is clearly his mate look at me in surprise and I can tell that they are mindlinking each other, to discuss me. I could care less. I will be out of here later on today, or tomorrow, so I can take whatever happens to me while I am here. Amanda was very pretty with brown hair and bright blue eyes.

She was almost 6’ herself with a strong body that showed she trained hard. She is the Beta Female, and she has to be strong, but I could see her eyes looking at me with sympathy and care. I had to look away before I started crying again.

I see a male standing there looking at me intently, and he never said a word to me. He looked to be in his mid-thirties and had kind eyes. He didn’t say anything to me, just nodded at me acknowledging me, and stayed at the back of the group. I guess he had received a heads-up on our way back as he has no surprise on his face or any real reaction to my presence at all.

The last guy looked either 19 or 20 years old. He was a big guy, who was about a half inch shorter than the Beta and looked like his twin. He just had his mother’s brown hair and blue eyes.

Now that we were in the light I could see that the Beta’s eyes were a smoky grey color. The Beta gave me a comforting smile, and then glanced over at his son and mindlinked him.

His son was also very attractive and was looking at me with his head tilted as if he were trying to figure out a puzzle. The frown on his forehead was causing me to get worried. Is he going to be the one who decides that I need to go to the cells? I can see that out of the four people in this group on the porch, he likes me the very least.

The girl next to him, however, is grinning at me in total happiness. She has brown hair and blue eyes and looks just like her mother, her build is the same as well. This family must train their butts off, I have never seen such a fit family. Just seeing them lets me know that the Silver Blade pack is in no way comparable to Blood Walker.

I can see that the Beta’s son is still looking at me, and I made a mental note to be sure to avoid him while I am here. He clearly had something to say to me, and we don’t even know each other, and I just want some peace. I don’t want any problems, especially with someone who could clearly end me quickly by just snapping my neck. I am sure that he has his reasons. He seems like he is a nice person, the whole family seems nice. But I am just passing through here on my way to freedom. We don’t need to become besties, I just want the shower that was promised, and some food would actually be nice too. I wanted to sleep, and I don’t care how small my room will be.

I feel safer here than I ever felt at Silver Blade. But I am not going to be letting down my guard. I am not an i***t.

They could be trying to warm me up to lower my defenses, and I am not going to let anyone else hurt me anymore. I learned from my time at Silver Blade that no matter how nice you really are, you can’t make people like you. I tried to do it every single day, and it never worked for me.

I was an outcast, a reject, and no one wanted to have anything to do with me. It would have decreased their value in the pack standing if they had tried to befriend me.

Reagan would have made very sure of that. That particular lesson was learned in grade school when any friend I made that day, would come back the next day and hurt me. Because of the lesson that they had been given at home when their parents found out that they were my friend. Reagan told Dad, and Dad would make the phone call that evening to speak to the parents. By the time I started middle school, I had given up. It is OK, I like to read, and I found friends in the books that I read.

“Stella, please take Raven up to your room and let her grab a shower, give her some of your clothes too. She doesn’t have any, and some nightclothes too. I will go make her something to eat in the kitchen and bring it up for her. I will take you out shopping tomorrow to get you some more clothes, so feel free to give her at least three outfits”

Amanda told her daughter, and she gave me a warm smile as she turned to go get me something to eat. I could tell that she knew that I was still scared at being here and was just trying to bluff that I was calm. The Beta, his mate, and his daughter are all really nice and don’t worry me at all. But the two other men did a little, as they never spoke to me and gave off a scary vibe. I reminded myself to stay vigilant, and pay attention. Even if I hadn’t trained, if anyone attacked me, I would do my best to fight them. I have goals to go find a peaceful place to live, with no drama and no bullies. I feel like I am closer to living that dream now than I ever have been.

Alpha Sullivan’s POV

“s**t! How could this have gone so f*****g wrong?”

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