1x1 Not Here & Alpha*

[Alpha*]

He bares his teeth again, a silent promise. "You cannot make me." Eyes narrow a fraction, Us. Rith shutters, the tremors moving his form, bloodless makes him cold. They still haven't recovered from...

"I am not yours. I'm not a toy." He says, eyes catching movement and the ruby on his skin. Seeing her scars - and almost asking about them. She has the ego. Not us. Can't trust us? Ha! We can't trust her. Noone is here for us but us.

Must get away. Hurts.

Can't outrun them. "You expect me to? After you attacked me unprovoked? You attacked me! How can I trust you?" Dizzy he blinks frantically.

[Not here]

“No, I cant make you and i wont. It’ll be your choice. I’ve already promised my wolf and i dont intend to go back on a promise.” Her eyes looked away from him. The car was pulling up in the distance. She lazily looked back at him with her arms crossed in front of her, more so watching his leg. “You are mine. Just like I am yours. Dont play stupid with me. I might not personally care for you but you are injured, which I don’t like.”

As the car pulled up closer to them, she stepped over towards him and offered assistance. “It wasn’t unprovoked. I gave you a chance to leave after intruding on our land. Plus you caught me... mmm at a bad time.” The beta came around to help them. “You are coming with me now and after you get better, you can leave.” A small smirk crossed her lips as she gently touched his arm. “Consider yourself lucky.” A giggle escaped from her. “Normally they do end up dead.”

[Alpha*]

What do you think Galadreel?

We don't have much choice unless I come out..... and you know...

"Snarling in someone's face isn't asking them to leave." He states blandly, voice low. "Had I have run you perhaps would have gave chase. And I would still be here. MATE." the last word is a growl of his own, the double timber curdling in his chest, "all I wanted was to go camping."

Then, there is another and he watches with cold eyes; We can get away. We will wait. Good to
.. learn. "I'll go with you. But if you so much as ever lay an unkind finger on me again you'll rue the day Mate."

[Not here]

Jess rolled her eyes with a slight huff. "I gave you a growl first and you didn't listen. Also, you are right. I do love a good chase. Gets the blood pumping and makes me feel excited." A devilish smiled laid on her lips as she thought about some of her chases but her attention was brought back by the word 'mate.' Another giggle left her as she helped him over to the vehicle with the beta holding the door open. "you should know better, especially since I now know you aren't human, dear, and for your best experience on my land, you will do best to not threaten me in front of my pack members or I will have your head."

Once she got him in on the passenger's back seat, she hopped in on the driver's side back seat and sat slightly close to him. Damned mate bond. He smells wonderful, her wolf chimed happily in the back of her mind.

The beta got in the driver's seat and started back to the packhouse. "You finally find your mate, huh?" He was smirking from ear to ear seeing that the cold-hearted princess stood no chance against her own mate. Jess gave a low growl, which earned a chuckle from the male. "She's not so bad man, once you feed her of course." Jess slapped him in his arm as he laughed at her. "Leave him out of this. It's not like I wanted one. I have too much on my plate." she grumbled as she sat back in her chair. The beta rolled his eyes and shook his head. "It would be nice not to have a third wheel around all the time." he teased.

[Alpha*]

"I'm not human?" He laughs, "then what am i?" The wolf inside him prowls, angry and scared; they have been through so much. They hit a bump and he sucks a breath in through his teeth, wincing and trying to not show how much pain he is in. Greatful for the blue undershirt he is still wearing.

Then the man is talking and he hums. "We will see if I'm her... so called mate. " is spoken coolly, "after all its all her, not me." Galadreel goes still - but they both agree. She is their second chance. Their first sold them to those who hurt them... and only a very short while ago was he able to escape...

[Not here]

Jessica glared angrily at Rith when he tried hard to tell her he was human. Though she decided it was best to ignore him by looking out the window with her arms folded against her chest. It wasn’t till they hit a bump that she glanced over at him and frowned. “Can’t you drive any better?” She grumbled as she looked away again.

The beta just shook his head with a smile. “She’ll warm up to ya...eventually. Let’s just say she obviously isn’t the easiest get along with.” Jessica growled. “I’m right here!” She spat. “I know but I’m talking to your mate because you’re a brat and stubborn.” She huffed loudly before choosing to ignore them.

“I’ll take ya to the infirmary once we get back and the doc will check ya out. Then if you want, I could have food sent to ya.” After a few minutes, he pulled up in front of the humongous house and both got out to assist Rith. The pack doctor was already waiting at the door with a wheelchair. “Sup doc. We got a live one.” The beta teased as they got Rith into the chair.

The doctor was an elderly man with pale skin, black hair, and brown eye. “I see. Nice to meet ya, I’m doctor Dennis. Well get you stitched, wrapped, and some fluids in you. Then you are welcomed to rest.” He gave a kind smile before it quickly disappeared by Jessica talking to him. “Once youre done with him, I’d like him in my room. He can eat there and if you need, set a drip for him.” The elderly male just nodded his head before taking Rith down to the infirmary. “How’d you get cut up?”

Jessica on the other hand had gone up to her room to shower, then sit at her corner desk going over paperwork. Thankfully, the beta had her room cleaned up from her outburst earlier. She’d have to thank him and apologize to her friend later on.

[Alpha*]

"No brownie points from me either. " Responds Rith quietly to the beta, lips forming a hard line. "Your driving is fine man, don't worry about it." He very carefully does not shrug, but he does mean what he says, "roads are roads. " Eyes watch out the window, note the smear of blood on the door handle, which he wipes off with the back of one arm. "I'll say no to food, I just ate before she -," he stops, clears his throat, "but I wouldn't say no to a mug of cocoa or tea." They had been through worse.

Then the alpha and beta are pulling him from the car and into a wheel chair and into a hospital and he very consciously drags his feet until he is actually in the chair. "I'm fine. Really. Just let me go home.. okay?"

We are stronger. We can get away. Wiser.

It's just a short procedure.

She disappears, a doctor (Dennis) says something- he can't understand or hear it over the roaring in his ears. Can't go back. Won't.

Rith doesn't start panicking when he hears the words 'stitched up' - infact he is calm and in relatively good spirits. That is until the smells of antiseptics and disinfectants hits his nose.. until the noise of beeping machines and too bright lights and white washed walls assaults his eyes.. Then, and only then, does his mind go blank of reason and full of memories he (they) wish to forget. Both of his hearts slams into his breast bone, it hurts but not as bad as when -- . "Let GO OF ME!" Is yelled, shaking with terror; he doesn't mean to react like that tossing someones arms away like an unwanted bag of garbage. "DONT TOUCH ME!" He spits, and then the doctor is talking again and the leather of his belt creaks from the pressure of his pull and grip as he clambers from the chair.

Human. Human. Human.

Somehow Rith has managed to wedge himself into the nearest corner, brandishing a knife with his good hand, (one he has stolen either from someone or the operating table) the other grasping the belt tightly, so much so that the tips of his fingers are purple and his blood coated knuckles are white beneath the ichor.

All thanks to what they did in his past. What SHE did. Thanks to injuries past and present that he has a hard time getting into his wolf form... or staying in it. How long has it been now? "Stay away from me." Is hissed low and feral, like when he was fighting to escape THEM. Escape HER.

"Ssstay Away."

[Not here]

The doctor was surprised to say the least when Rith started to go through some form of ptsd. “Hey. No one is going to hurt you.” He tried to say in a soothing voice with his hands up in a calming manner. Luckily the beta wasn’t far and quickly mindlinked Jessica to come down. He went over to the doctor, just to keep an eye on Rith.

Jessica quickly came down with wet hair. She was in a black tank top that revealed the claws marks going over her shoulder and a jagged lined across her collarbone. The doctor caught her up to speed before Jess turned to look at Rith. Slowly she moved over towards him and was about an arms length away when she crouched down in front of him. Her hand was up and open as an attempt to calm him. “Rith.” Her voice was gentle as she spoke to him. “Put down the knife. We have to fix your leg or you’ll bleed out dear.” The beta was nervous for her to get close in case he lunged at her. That would cause quite the situation.

[Alpha*]

"Quit playing with us." Is slurred. Her scent is meant to soothe his wolf, he knows, but that trap had well and truly been sprung years ago.... instead he snarls in her direction. "Get away, like Evara." Is warned, hand shaking.

Evara was their first mate, the one who betrayed them.

Riths eyes are devoid of recognition or reasoning, but Galadreel still is able to process - but only just. He takes over, though he cannot take his own form (only a acid tint to eyes, lengthening and sharpening of teeth,, an abrupt, unsettling change of scent from pine trees and rain into honey and hot ashes) "you will not put us under your medicines of sleep, " is said, voice slightly deeper and rougher, hearts still hammering. "You won't. Understand? Mustn't be like the traitorous one. "

Black spots dance before their vision, Rith or Galadreel blink frantically. "Noo," is mumbled, as if trying to deny their secrets. "Can't go back. "

[Not here]

Jessica stayed in her spot till her called ‘evara.’ Although it confused her, she would talk to him later about this. She noticed his eyes changed first before her wolf started getting restless again. His scent was different and so was his speech pattern. He didn’t want any medication, which was understandable but he still needed fluids. That was nonnegotiable. Her head nodded slowly, accepting his terms. She noticed he was blinking frantically and took a moment to position herself to overtake him. “No medicines but the wound must be dealt with.” She stated before launching at him and grabbing the knife. Her forearm was pressed against his collarbone, keeping him pressed into the corner. Luckily wolf allowed this and assisted with her strength. Jessica tossed the knife away from them before releasing him. “I told you I won’t hurt you but I don’t want you in pain anymore. We need to fix up your leg. I promise no medicines.”