Chapter 55 55
Phoebe~~
“Who are you?” I asked the lady, and my expression became strong. How could she have the same resemblance as Knox, yet parading in the club, and Knox doesn't know? I doubted she wasn't his sister, and that alone made me feel unsafe. “What's your name?”
She shook her head, “I don't have a name…”
I squinted. Everyone, even our wolves have a name, just that I had no use referring to my wolf by her name when she always pisses me off. How could she not have a name?
“Is there anything that made you raise my veil? I've been putting it on this way for over five years now,” she said and began closing it again. “The scar on my neck is so scary that people stare at me so much or avoid me, so I had to use this option for my sanity, too. You shouldn't have raised it.”
Does she even know what she looks like?
I sat on the floor, still facing her. “Pardon me, but I was curious to see what you looked like since we were staying together, and I knew you wouldn't accept it if I told you to do it yourself. So, what do you mean that you don't have a name? What about your family?”
My legs were curled up together, and I rested my arms on my thighs.
“Uhm, I don't have a family either. My brother is dead, that's all I know,” she gestured and released a deep breath. “So, do you want to stay here or vacate to the human land? It's not like there's hope for the Fearless Keepers pack any longer, so you have to make a living too.”
I sighed and nodded. “I will have a deep thought about that.”
“Are you also a pack member there or an outsider?” she asked, and I was shocked to see that she didn't even know who I was. Maybe, if she found out that I'm the alpha princess who was enslaved with her people, she would stop helping me.
I shook my head to her question, "I'm not a pack member, but was a rogue. I only came to work there to fend for myself, too.”
“I see. No wonder Alpha Knox picked interest in you that much.” she nodded and stood up.
Curiosity stirred in me so much, and I stood up with her immediately. “Lady, do you have any idea that you bear the same look as Alpha Knox? I feel like you lost your memories.”
She chuckled and shook her head. “It's not possible, and I'm glad no one knows, or they would think I'm related to him. As for my memories, I can't be sure, because I don't picture my family, and even my brother, who I feel like is dead. I don't know what they look like.”
“So how come you're here? Who trained you?”
Her fingers curled into her palms, she pouted, and I noticed her expression twisting. “I don't know.”
What kinda being was she? There was a high possibility that she lost her memories because, no doubt, she was Knox’s sister that Angeline once told me about. Could it be that Knox was unable to sense his sister's wolf?
My lips dropped open suddenly. I had just recalled that I never felt his wolf energy, but knew she was a wolf. Could this be the reason her brother hadn't found her, because there was no way to say they were strangers?
I put on a smile, “It's fine. Just keep living as you are.”
She nodded and entered the kitchen, then I frowned again.
Knox was dead, so of what use would it be telling her such a thing? Although she already claimed her brother was dead, she would feel guilty for not recognising her brother and spending little time with him.
Now to think of it, how did they separate? What could have caused such a scar on her neck?
There was no way someone didn't train her up, so who was that? She didn't just fall from heaven, or was there something missing? She was so beautiful, and I didn't think the scar was worth closing up like that, if not that people would always look down on others.
Anyone who saw that scar would contemplate what death she escaped that left such a mark on her.
But if she were Knox’s sister, it wouldn't make sense to stay with her. Each time I recall what she looked like, I would recall what the man did to my family and begin regretting why he died that way. I wouldn't want to act recklessly due to anger, so it was better that I leave her.
Such a decision was one I didn't discuss with her, because she would convince me to stay with her until I found something to do. I had gotten treatments and was very okay, and it was very okay that the remote land had nothing to do with the werewolf packs, so Dean wouldn't even find me.
Maybe it was for the better that I finally escaped from both Knox and Dean. In the future, I would return, but not as powerless as now, and I would take my people back from captivity.
After having dinner with her that night, I asked her some certain questions that didn't sound suspicious to her but had to do with my easier way of escape. So when she was deep asleep, I sneaked out of her house and made my way out.
When daylight came through, I hurriedly reached into any branch of my savings account and took some money, then I got for myself the necessary things I would need, and still had a lot of money left to sustain my feeding and accommodation for the meantime.
I had asked some people, but they snubbed me. So when I saw a man who was in a hurry, I followed him, asking where I would board a train or ship that would sail to the human land. When he finally stopped, he said to me, “That's where I'm going now. You could follow me.”
I felt relieved and hastened my steps, trailing behind him. I hadn't seen a cab in this part of the remote land, so I wondered if they trekked to any destination they wished.
When we reached the border where the ship waits, I tried making payments, but the man whispered that it was free, and that alone brightened my mood. At least, I saved my money and waited until it was time to enter the ship.
It was my first time entering one, and another that I would love to try out was a train.
But it was after the ship took off that I realised something. The people on the ship weren't just anybody, but some were slaves who were sold. I looked around for the man who brought me, but he was nowhere on the ship.
“It can't be true. I was sold as a slave?” I muttered, pressing my index finger on my chest. “Was it why I didn't have to pay for the transportation? So where are they taking us?”
This was one thing I didn't see coming: being helped by someone, only for him to be a slave trader who saw me as another desperate being that had nowhere to go. He had the guts to sell me off, and I swore he would regret what he had just done if I ever met him again.
He was a human, and he thought he would hurt me and go freely. I would find him anytime I found myself in that remote land again, and he would pay for whatever bad my future held.