The alphas rogue

Chappie 15: The Grand Escape

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Shit...
Shit.
Shit!

Nash is knocked out.
On the floor.
Too much anger.
Shit shit shit!

Uughhhh!!! What do I do?! Ohhh he's bleeding everywhere! Where can I hide him?

Grrr! No time to waste Summer! You need to get out of here!

Yeah I'm pretty sure it's safe to say that I have gone utterly mental. Talking to yourself is a sign of loosing your mind.

No time for insanity. Time to use some quick thinking to escape this pit of torture. I undid my binds within minutes.

I peered through the tents doors. Opposing pack members continued to do their usual business, Trent seemingly having a normal conversation with one.

Time to screw this joint over a thousand times.

I searched the room for anything I could use to escape.

The tent was round, inside a large red carpet lay on the floor. Shelves with books and strange liquids were on the left side of the room, Nash's bed on the right. A television was positioned opposite the bed. His weapons lay next to his shelf.

Come on Summer! You can worm your way out of a foxhole! You can do this!

I further inspected the shelves with bottled liquid to find that the majority contained wolfsbane and other poisonous liquids.

A plan began to creep into my mind. Of I could distract them long enough to run off and get a good lead, I am home free!

I lifted the television into the bed and began to unscrew the back off. Ugh so many cords attached! It was one of those older version televisions with a box on the back.

When I finally got the back off, I saw that inside contained lots of wires of various colours.

If I could create a spark, I could light this place up like a frigging bonfire!

After removing and cutting wires, I managed to find two that when connected created a small spark. Tearing a few pages from shelved books, I used the paper to make a flame.

I somehow lit the page and began to ignite entire books at a time.

Honestly, I lit the first book and had no idea where to throw it. So I lifted the tent wall and threw it onto a neighbouring tent. It was surprising how quickly it caught alight!
I knew I couldn't waste any time and lit 3 more books and threw them anonymously into other tents.

1 book left.
Just starting to catch fire in my hands.
I knew what I had to do.
I just hoped the moon goddess forgave me.

I launched the last book into Nash's tent and bolted out the door, not looking back until I had reached the safety of the woods.

The sprint across the clearing was like a moment of pure adrenaline. Veins in my neck pulsed from the exertion of my tortures. My legs stumbling a few times due to my malnutrition body. I still flew like I always do. With hair flying out the back of my head like a cape.

When I broke through the tree line, I glanced back once, very quickly, to see the disaster unfold. 5 tents were up in flames, including the one with Nash in it. Male pack members attempted to extinguish the blaze but it was to late.

I transformed into my white wolf and began to shoot off like a bullet into the woods. Only relying on scent as my only navigation back to Blake.

Short Chapter I know!
It is so hard to type off a phone.
Does anyone else feel my pain? No... Anyone?

Hope you enjoyed it!
Xoxo
Laura