Chapter 6: Chapter six - They won't let us leave

[REN]

"Ren, where are you?" Nate yelled through mind-link. He had finally noticed my message; hopefully, it's the only reason why he seems to be so distressed.

"On my way home," I spoke as calmly as I could. I can't give myself in; he will be disappointed in me.

"Why did you leave?" he asked, now sounding worried.

"I wasn't feeling good. It smelt so strong of lavender, and almost everyone there was drunk. Bad vibes.", I lied.

"You should have told me that you're leaving! Ren, I'm freaking out! They won't let us leave!" he almost yelled again, my head was pounding from the tone of his voice when he first mind-linked me; I don't want another awful headache attack.

"Why?" I have to act as if I don't know what has happened. I don't have another choice. I want to live, you know.

"Someone attacked Valentino's pack member; they're trying to understand who and why did it happen," Nate was freaking out, not caring to show off his emotions. I've never heard his voice sounding so terrified.

"Oh," was all I could get out.

"Holy fucking shit, you did it!" the worry was replaced with anger right away.

"No? Why should I? I mean, I could, but no. No. NO. Why should I? I don't know how he looks. I mean, he's drunk, and he wouldn't remember, right? Right? But why. No. I didn't. You are wrong, so wrong; I could give you a prize for being wrong so much, especially now. A prize for being the wrongest wolf in the world. No. Why should I?" stress kicked in, and I couldn't stop mumbling.

"You are such a bad liar, Ren." he seemed disappointed, precisely what I tried to avoid.

I signed and stopped at my tracks.

"I did," I whispered to him, ashamed for my actions and lying to my best friend.

"Ren, why? Why would you ever?" he seemed getting even more disappointed, no matter what I said could get me out of this trouble. It's time for me to act like a real best friend and tell him the truth.

"I wanted to leave..", I started, and he cut me off.

"You beat someone up THIS BAD for you to leave? Are you out of your fucking mind?" he accused me, without hearing my part of the story.

"As I said. I wanted to leave, but then I went to the bar because I promised you to stay and I didn't want to ruin your evening. I know I would need to drive you home, so I ordered a glass of water. That's when he approached me. He smelt of alcohol and tried to flirt. I asked him to back off, politely. Then he grabbed my waist and tried to pull me into his chest. It's harassment, you know! My self-defense instincts kicked in, I wanted to get away from him, so the first thing I could think of was to knock him out and run away as fast as I can. I knew that you would be disappointed, so I left without saying a thing, in the hope that you won't find out," I explained to him everything that has happened just minutes ago and now, obviously, gotten into trouble so much innocent wolves.

"Oh, Ren, sweetie," now he sounded like he was sorry for what he said. Of course, he should be, I didn't deserve him being rude and disrespectful.

"It was self-defense," I whispered to him as few tears escaped my eyes.

"Get back home, I don't know when they will let us go, but it won't be anytime soon," he ordered me.

"I'm coming back," I warned him as I turned around and headed back to the club.

Was I sure about what I'm supposed to do?

Of course not!

Do I want to go back?

Pfft, no!

Should I go back?

Yes, definitely!

Am I scared?

Maybe? A little? Ok, I'm terrified, it's Valentino after all!

"Don't you dare, they will kill you," Nate yelled.

"I rather get killed than let them kill you if this is my fault! I'm coming back, end of discussion!", for the first time in my life, I genuinely yelled at Nate.

"Shit," he mumbled through our mind-link before I blocked him out.

I had only one block to walk when I decided to mind-link my dad. Just in case if today was the last day I've seen Beta Zane. I took a deep breath and spoke.

"Dad?" I had to wait a moment until he finally spoke.

"Cupcake. Don't you dare to get back there! Do you hear me? Don't you dare!" his voice was filled with so many emotions. Anger, stress, fear, worry, everything in one big, messy pile.

"Nate already told you everything, so you have to understand me! He is my best friend, this is my fault, and I am taking responsibility of my actions, I shall face the consequences whatever they are", I tried to convince him that I'm doing the right thing.

Club was just a few steps away, and I know that dad will arrive at any moment if I wait for any longer. He would drop anything to save me from my own decisions. He has been the rock-solid wall, always standing in front of me, always protected me and kept safe me, even from myself. I can't let him get into danger just because of me; I just can't. He and Nate are all I have left. I am strong; I am capable of protecting them. And I will!

"I'm on my way!" he now yelled, yet his voice was trembling. I can't let him protect me this time. I am no coward.

"I know. I love you, dad, you are the best dad ever! I love you so much! I would easily give my life for yours in a heartbeat!", after saying that, I cut the mind-link off and ran to the club.

I pushed doors open and threw myself inside. I can't back off now.

"What the Hell?" someone suddenly spoke.

Breathless. That's how I look like now - standing there, panting, head hanging low. It's too late to go back anyway.

"You were looking for me, weren't you? I came to stand my ground in front of the consequences. My actions were a pure act of self-defense!" I spoke as loud as I could. I was terrified of what will happen, yet I knew that this time, I have to be on my own. I just can't let so many people, and innocent wolves to die because of me. I can't. The next moment I was pinned against the wall by the enormous, muscular body. My heart kept beating as crazy, yet my wolf purred like a damn cat. I wanted to ask her why is she acting like this, but I was too terrified. I couldn't risk missing even a single word of what this man has to say. He reeks of power, so I looked down at my feet, just in case, if he would see me looking at him as disrespectful action.

"Look at me!" husky voice, coming from the man, who caged me between the wall and his body, ordered. I'm not ready to face my death, not just yet.

He placed the tips of his fingers below my chin and forced my eyes to meet his. Suddenly his eyes became pitch-black; his face still wouldn't give out any of his emotions.