Chapter 3

Cecilia's pov “Hehehe! no one?” The guard with a long scar asked with a proud smirk on his face. He took out his long sword and began to match towards me, My feet remained glued to a spot while I gently awaited my fate. He stopped at my front and gradually brought his free hand up… intending to touch my face, “seem like you are not only pitiful, you are also miserable.” His statement touched a sour spot in my chest, I bent my head low, trying to hide the glassy teardrop that hung in the corner of my eyes. Maybe he is right? Maybe I am so useless, I couldn't even run away to save myself… and my baby. “Hey, capture her, Alpha will catch up with us here. He is done dealing with Sonia and we still have to catch up with those silly rogues around,” one of the palace guards at the front spoke up, sounding very urgent. The man at my front took a step back before facing the rest, “ that is it. One of you should get her,” he instructed before turning to go back to the town with the rest of his men while a teenage looking guy brought out a chain cuff to hold my hands together. He clamped my hands and held my shirt, dragging me behind him, trying to match the pace of the rest of the men that are now far away from us. We hadn't walked a great distance when an arrow suddenly flew across, hitting the guy in his shoulder. Before he could scream out or call the attention of the rest of the men, I pressed down on the arrow just like I have always seen them do. Luckily for me, it worked and his frail body fell heavily on the floor…. Dead. From the corner behind a tree, a handsome looking guy emerged. His piercing blue eyes settled on me as his king lashes fluttered unconsciously. He was on a horse and his long hair scattered in the wind as he hoped towards me. I was really dumbstruck by how handsome he was that I didn't know when I was scooped off the floor, I just felt my body dangling in the air and before I could lament, I was already seated right In Front of him, my back touching his well toned chest. “Who… who…” he placed his thumb on my lip, not giving me a chance to complete my statement. “We are still unsafe, I am sure you can hear movements, those guys will soon notice your absence so I need you to remain as quiet as possible if not, you will get us killed,” he muttered into my ear, his hot breath fanning my neck which made me turn into pink instantly. I nodded and remained still while he channelled all his energy into making us safe. Occasionally, a groan will escape anytime he tries to stimulate the horse. After several hours, I could sense that no one was following us again and the guy that saved me already reduced his pace as well. “Hmmm,” he cleared his throat, trying to gain my attention. “Who are you? Why did you save me?” That was the first question I asked after our long hours of silence. He sniffed a bit before responding, “ I am Michael and my identity is something you should have detected,” I could feel him smile behind him. My eyes dilated as I tried to understand what he meant by that. Guess his identity, how? “Are you still clueless? Are you intentionally acting like this?” Micheal said In an unbelieving tone. I tucked my hair that was blew away by the wind behind me. “I honestly don't understand what you mean by that,” I tried my best to sound genuine. He seemed to believe me this time around, “I am a rogue, head of the rogue to be precise,” Michael answered. “Rogue?” No wonder the guard was hurrying the rest up with the excuse that they gave rogues to catch, so this is what he meant. I know that rogues and pack wolves are sworn enemies so I didn't bother to say anything again. The rest of the journey remained silent while I was filled with my personal thoughts. Why did Michael save me? Where are we going? Will my baby be safe there? These are all the unanswered questions in my head. “Here we are,” Michael jot me out of my thoughts as he pulled up In Front of a nice looking building. I took my time to admire the green scenery, the place was covered with a nice green habitat and it looked very conducive… enough for me at least. “Follow me,” he instructed me after tying up the horse. He held my hand as we passed through different corners of the building. “This is the headquarters of the rogues. All the elderly rogues stay here,” he said to me before pushing a big door open. Inside this space was a very large hall and few people were already seated inside. Their attention was called to us when the door was opened. Michael dropped my hand and took his time to greet everyone while I hid behind him, walking fast to match his pace. After he was done, he took his own seat as well. “Hi everyone, here with me is …” he turned to me to introduce myself. I hung my head low and answered, “Cecilia.” Low murmurs followed before one of them took the courage to speak up, “may we know why she is here? She is not a rogue, I am right.” Micheal smiled briefly and answered, “indeed, she is not but I have my reasons for saving her.” I glanced into his eyes, curious to know his reason as well. “She is what we need.” “How?” “I used to think all our elders are people that are great thinkers, seem like I was wrong after all,” Michael teased, followed by a shrug. “To save you all of the trouble, she is the chosen one… the one we have been waiting for,” a gasp left their mouth as they all turned to look at me, most with admiration while others looked with disbelief. The elder that spoke up before stood up again, “I know that we all can see the chosen mark on her chest.” I quickly covered my chest with my hand, trying to hide the mark even though most, if not all, had seen it. “I refuse to believe she is the one that will save us unless she shifts right In Front of us.”