Alpha and A81C7 ~COMPLETE~

Run!

*A81C7's POV*

Everything is much different than every other time I have escaped from Nathan.

Then, he loved me.

Then, he would not hurt me.

Then, he was rational.

None of that is true anymore.

Now he must feel as if he has nothing to lose, and it shows on his face. He is in a blind rage, and I fully believe he could do anything.

Everyone I can see looks frightened, even if they are attempting to hide it. This situation is not good for anyone near, not good at all.

I begin to analyze the positions of people near me.

I notice that Nathan is closest to me, and the next closest people are the twins. After that are his guards, who Nathan does not seem to be thinking abou at all since they are behind hi, and he is focused on me alone. They are most likely not in danger.

After that are Ryker, Jett, and Amanda who are further to the left, and therefore further from him.

I focus my vision on Nathan, so he cannot surprise me, and wave Ryker and Jett away. I do not need help, I need these people to be far away where they are safe.

They reluctantly take a step away, while everyone else is much further. I guess that is as far as they will move, and it does not matter.

Now, Nathan is running at me. Full speed.

He has not shifted, which tells me one thing.

His wolf must be gone, separated, and therefore it was not his wolf's fault. He cannot blame his wolf or the mate bond, which is connected to him through his wolf, for his actions. Even if he is now not thinking clearly, he definitely was when he tortured Archer without proof. When he threatened me in the coffee shop what feels like a lifetime ago. When he stalked me. When he kidnapped Mor and I.

All those times were him. Purely him.

I take a last look at Jett, Ryker, and the others. They may never speak to me again after this.

They look mortified, sure Nathan is about to kill me, and also shocked. This is a very surprising situation.

Wolves do not kill humans, or innocents. It breaks laws and wolf morals. But Nathan does kill.

Ryker starts to step forward even, but it would have been too late no matter what happened.

Knowing I have no choice, I teleport a short distance. Now standing behind Nathan, I do not look at anyone else. I cannot be distracted, or someone could get killed.

Something tells me I do not want to see people's faces anyways.

Nathan seems baffled for a short second, but he continues his assault with a quick spin back around, so that he is once again facing me.

He really has lost his mind.

I side step this charge, which is clumsier than the last. I quickly try to reach into Nathan's mind, unsuccessfully. All I can feel is darkness, and I know that vile thoughts have filled his mind.

His mind is so set in his thoughts that I am unable to find a single thing to anchor to, to build off of. It is just emptiness, blankness.

He had no new thoughts, no ideas, no plans, no emotions sace for anger and hostility.

There really is nothing I could work with, and any thought would most likely be rejected.

I am startled from my exploration of Nathan's mind when he does not continue to charge me, but instead aims for another person.

All he has been doing is charging me in the same way, and it has been easy to side step him dozens of times with little thought or concentration.

I now panic, completely unprepared for this situation.

He is charging toward Amanda.

I naively thought, or rather hoped, that he would only target me and due to this moronic hope I did not yet plan for anything else.

I should have known that Nathan would grow tired of the same result, the lack of success, eventually.

He is out for blood, and was not getting any. I should have known that he would go for someone else.

I hear someone shouting run from somewhere near me, but Nathan is faster. He is an alpha, and I am a human. No one here is an alpha. No one stands a chance, none of us can outrun him.

No one knows what to do. Everyone is panicking.

I should have planned.

That was all the time I had to think before everything went to absolute shit.

Again.

When I actually thought, just this once, that it really could not get any worse, it did just that. I really should not have idiotic, hopeful, childish thoughts.

It could be just what gets us all killed.

I cannot be the reason for that, not again.