Chapter 171 - Bullied Mate Of The Alpha Triplets

Priscilla's POV

Running away from Tristen and the pack was one of the best and worst decisions I had made in a long time. As a pregnant she wolf who had barely finished high school, things were hard for me.

I packed my things in the middle of the night with the little money I saved and ran out of the pack. I felt too guilty and ashamed to stay back; I couldn't even look at Tristen in the eye.

I knew staying back would force him to father my child, and this would limit him from so many things. He still had a life to live; he was still young. I couldn't be selfish. As much as I wanted my child to have a father figure in his life, I couldn't stay back and watch Tristen sacrifice it all for me. Throw away all his dreams and hard work because of a single mistake I made.

It was all my fault, after all, and I wasn't going to sit around and watch him pay for this mistakes. For the mistake I made.

Leaving in the middle of the night as a pregnant and helpless young lady was both dangerous and scary. I got to the border, and as I was about to leave the territory, somebody pointed a flashlight at me.

"Freeze there." I froze and stopped in my tracks.

"What are you doing?" The guard yelled, and I shook as he came closer to me. Surprisingly, he lowered the flashlight pointed at me.

"Priscilla?"I recognized that voice. He was a guard who worked at the pack house; I knew him.

"What are you doing here? Out here, all alone. When it's so late," He questioned, and I took a breath of relief. Thank God it was someone I knew.

"Nothing, just help me leave the territory quietly, please," I said, and he noticed my bags.

"Are you leaving?" He asked, and I answered immediately. "Yes, I am. And I need to go now."

"Why? Did you cause trouble or something?" He asked, looking at me suspiciously.

"No, I promise I didn't do anything" I shook my head.

"Then why are you leaving?" He said, and I sighed out, frustrated.

"Just help me out, okay? I'll be back. I just really have to go now," I lied. I knew I had no intentions of coming back; I just wanted to get out of there as soon as possible.

"Okay, you stay safe," The guard said wearily.

"I will," I replied impatiently, and he opened the border gate quietly. He helped me point light as I ran away and out of the pack territory.

I ran for what felt like hours until I felt my lungs burn. I reached a lake, and I knew I was out and far from the park's territory. I collapsed, exhausted, on the floor. I couldn't find the strength to keep going. My legs gave out, and I collapsed onto the grassy ground, darkness closing in around me.

"Mmhn," I moaned. My head felt like it was banging, and I raised my hand to touch it. I pushed my eyes to open slowly, taking in the brightness of the environment I was in.

I was waking up in a cozy bed, surrounded by unfamiliar walls. I sat up slowly, trying to remember how I got there.

"What happened? Where am I?" I mumbled in confusion, but then memories of what happened last night came to my head. I had run away, and I collapsed by a lake. I quickly touched my still-flat stomach; I hoped I hadn't hurt my baby.

A kind-faced woman suddenly entered the room, looking worried. She looked like she was in her mid-60s with a bit of dull pink dress and black-gray hair tied in a bun. She walked in with a tray that had some pills and a bottle of water in it.

"Oh dear, you're awake," She said with a warm smile, and I looked at her confused.

"How are you?"

"Hello, dear. I found you by the river last night, unconscious and shivering. I brought you here to safety; my name is Shiloh," she explained, offering a gentle smile.

I was a bit amazed by her kindness and generosity. "Thank you...thank you so much for saving my life," I stammered, not knowing how to react.

Shiloh's expression softened, and she sat beside me on the bed and dropped the tray. "You're welcome, child. I'm just glad I was there to help. You're safe now. Take these drugs now; they should help with the pain you feel."

She said, and I hesitated, looking at the pills suspiciously. What if it hurt me or my baby?

Shiloh seemed to notice what was going on and gave me a little smile. "don't worry, it's not dangerous. If I wanted you dead, I wouldn't have bothered to rescue you in the first place," She said, waving her hand. "if you still don't believe me here, I'll take it before you do."

She was about to reach for the pill, but I quickly stopped her with a smile, thinking it would be rude for her to do such; after all, she saved me.

"No, I believe you, Shiloh. There's no need to do that, thank you." I smiled and took the drugs with the water.

Sophia's eyes sparkled with kindness as she asked, "So, dear, where are you from? What brought you to our riverbank? Are you from our pack? Did you get lost? Your scent isn't familiar."

I hesitated, unsure of what to say. I didn't want to reveal my true identity or the truth about my situation to her or anyone. So, I took a deep breath and lied, "To be honest, Shiloh, I don't know. I can't remember anything," I said; I had always been good at lying.

"Oh dear," Shiloh had a sympathetic look on her face

"I must have hit my head so hard and lost my memory. I can't remember anything about my past or how I got here."

Shiloh's expression was a very sad one, and she placed a gentle hand on my arm. "Oh, dear, I'm so sorry. That must be incredibly difficult for you. Don't worry, you're safe now. You can stay here with me as long as you need, and we'll try to help you figure out your past together."

I felt a pang of guilt for deceiving Shiloh; she seemed like genuine, but I was desperate to keep my secrets hidden. I smiled weakly, trying to appear grateful and vulnerable. "Thank you, Shiloh. Your kindness means the world to me. I'm just so grateful to be here and have your support. I don't have any family or anywhere to go; thank you for being willing to accept him into your home."

Shiloh smiled back, her eyes shining with warmth. "You're welcome, dear. We'll get through this together. Now, let's focus on getting you settled and comfortable. You can stay in this room as long as you need, and we'll work on helping you regain your memory."

I nodded, feeling relieved.

I knew I had to be careful to keep my lie going, but I was also grateful for Shiloh's kindness and generosity.

She seemed to sense my worries and gave my arm a gentle squeeze. "Don't worry; We'll take things one step at a time. You're safe here, and we'll help you uncover your past when the time is right."

I nodded.

"Do you remember your name at least?"

"Priscilla, my name is Priscilla." I introduced myself, and Shiloh nodded.

"Priscilla, that's a wonderful name," She said.

"Thank you," I blushed.

"You should get some rest now; I'll leave you; call me if you need anything," Shiloh said to me, and I nodded and thanked her.

As soon as Shiloh left the room, I let out a breath of relief. That was a close one. I didn't know where I was and which pack precisely I had gone to, but I knew I was away and gone from the former one, and I was never returning.

I looked out the window; I was lucky to have been found by someone else kind like Shiloh; she even offered to let me stay in her house.

This was my chance to start all over again, and I was going to make good use of this opportunity.

After that day, I started living with Shiloh, and I learnt I was in a neighboring pack; it was right beside the pack Tristen lived in.

Shiloh introduced me to everyone as her long-lost niece, and she treated me like her own daughter.

A few months passed, and I couldn't hide my pregnancy anymore. I had to come clean. Shiloh was beyond shocked, and I tried to tell her I didn't know who the father was as I had lost all my memory. She was both surprised and sad for me.

"Don't worry, dear, you have me," She said and hugged me.

Shiloh was the one thing my life was lacking. She stood by me through the most challenging time, and when the time was ready for my baby to arrive, Shiloh held my hand throughout the process.

It was an excruciatingly painful process as I got torn open and bled a lot, but the moment I got to hold my son in my arms. The moment I got to see his beautiful emerald green eyes open, I knew it was all worth it.

"Trevor," I whispered to Shiloh. "His name is Trevor."