Finding You, Again
David 1 - Trapped

I opened my eyes and found darkness.

Quickly my pupils adjusted their width perfectly. It gave me a clear view even though the light was very limited.

I was lying in a room I didn't know. '

Where me?. Definitely not in my own room, because the scent in this room is so foreign.

I inhaled the air once more deeply, and a very familiar scent invaded my sense of smell like waves. The smell of maple trees and wet soil.

F*ck!! as I said in my heart, I know exactly where I am.

I blinked my eyes many times to gather my consciousness thoroughly, then tried to get up. And soon the pain attacked my head mercilessly.

Shit... What kind of medicine did you give me? Even though I was conscious, the effect had not disappeared.

Cancelling my intention to get up, I closed my eyes again and thought.

How was it at first, until I could end up on the spot, which is about 4800km from my home in LA?

Yeah... Remember now.

They shot me in the back many times, in the basement parking lot of my apartment.

Support br*ngs*k!!

I don't know how many potions they drank, so it made me completely unable to smell their presence in the parking lot.

I am very confident in my nose. It takes a lot of doses of the herb, which must be taken constantly for a few days to wipe my nose.

And of course it requires great determination, because the herb has a taste and smell, such as a mixture of carrion flower juice, sewer mud, skunk* snot and rotten cheese.

I wholeheartedly hope it's not the ingredients, because I've drunk it before. I had to kill my olfactory nerve with all my might, before I could swallow it.

I'm trying to touch the back where the dope bullet hit. The wound has healed. But the annoyance of being trapped easily will not be easily lost.

I then forced the body to get up, without caring about the pain in the head But then, I fell hard by the bedside. The pain was like splitting my head.

I'll rip off anyone who has shot me, if I get out of here, my mind is furious.

Against the pain, I managed to stand up straight and then look around the room. This room has a little bit of light coming from a patch of roof made of glass above me.

A sprinkling of stars visible from that glass, telling if this is night.

The room is equipped with two sturdy wooden doors, a smaller door for the bathroom I guess, and one large, thick door, with a square barred hole at the bottom.

The bed is simple made of wood, do not forget an eggplant wood closet in the corner of the room.

With all the wood materials around, the more convincing, if indeed I was in the Old Man's pack.

With an annoyed grunt, I walked up to the larger door and turned the knob, which of course was locked.

What was I expecting? He wouldn't bother bringing me here, if I could just leave again so easily.

BUGS!.....BUGS!......BUG!!!!!

I banged on the door with all my might.

"Open!!" My orders in a firm voice.

No sound was heard from behind the door. But I could clearly hear the breathing of two people, who were spurred on by the sound and the pounding of the door from me. There's no way the old man left me unattended.

"Open" I said, in a louder voice.

"Ma--ma-af, Sc..."

"Don't call me by that name" Cut me off with a rough snatch, before he finishes his sentence. I hate that call.

"I'm sorry, Sc.. Sir" said the voice later.

"Alpha forbade us to open this door for any reason" he continued, in a trembling voice as well.

"Alpha my *ss" I said loudly to hear that answer. I threw a kick with all my might at the wooden door.

BRUAAKKKK!! CLANG!!

The door did not flinch.

**!!

From the clanking sound that was heard from the kick earlier, I think he has added an iron crossbar in front of the door. That door won't open, even if I hit it with a wolf.

Maybe it'll open up if I try by force. But it would be useless, because such a noisy voice, would invite the *warrior*guard and mean there would be bloodshed.

I did want to run away, but still did not want to cause unnecessary commotion. Especially I don't want to have the *Elder**s intervene. That old man alone was already troublesome enough.

"Where is he?" my question is, to the doorman.

"Sorry sir, I don't know about it" The voice that answered now was different from the one before, this one sounded older and more steady.

"How long have I been here?" ask me in a quieter voice.

"I'm sorry, sir. But we were just assigned to stand guard here this afternoon. We don't know how long you've been here. " the answer.

"Basic is useless" I mean with annoyance. I went to bed and sat down.

My chance of escaping from this place is zero. The only way, I have to wait for the old man to see me. After that, I will find a way to get out of this damn house.

How long have I been here? my inner.

I have an appointment to see Bee on Friday. I had been looking forward to meeting that day, because I hadn't seen him in a month. Bee returned to London for a while to take care of the paperwork.

I should have accompanied him to London. But my work schedule, which had been fully charged for the next five months, did not give me time to travel that far, let alone for a long time.

Justin would shout out a million jokes that he knew, if I tried to ask him for another vacation.

Bee. I hope to get out of this house before Friday and see you later. Just thinking about you makes my chest feel warm. I miss you like crazy, girl.

I miss the warm laughter and sweet aroma of coffee and chocolate mix that always smelled from his body.

Her deep dark blue eyes, always managed to bewitch me with endless charm, golden honey-colored hair that perfectly framed her beautiful face. Not to mention her red lips that make me drunk every time I crush her.

D*mn!-- imagining all the things about him further adds to the burden in my heart. I wanted to break down that door without caring about any risk, and run to see him.

I got out of bed in frustration and walked up to the door again. "Can't you tell the old man that I'm conscious and get him here?"

"Sorry sir, but Alpha's not in place. Alpha and Zhena are visiting Monath. They left two days ago" he replied in a reluctant voice.

What the...??

The old man caught me, and now just leaves me without seeing me?

A million crooks stuck in my throat, I snarl. It was useless, it would only make the guard even more furious.

"Uncle Egon? He exists, doesn't he? I want to see him" There's no way he's leaving either.

"Okay, sir, I'll tell you" said one of the guards. Then I heard them deliberating in a whisper to decide who would report.

Meeting Egon is not easy. He was indeed friendlier than the Old Man. But if you disturb him at the wrong time, it is certain that the consequences will not be beautiful.

I lay on the bed again to wait. I need to know what the old man wants. I've said it clearly, if I don't want to be in touch with anything related to him, nor this place.

He's already let me-I'm sure he's intentionally let me, because with his ability, he can actually easily drag me home, like now-living alone for almost 8 years. And because of the refurbishment, I thought the message I delivered at my departure was clear enough. I don't want to have any relationship with him anymore.

Not after what he did to my mother. Seeing her and that fox-like cunning woman together, makes me sick.

The fox lady had never been so bad to me, but her motherly gentle demeanor made me boil right now. He behaved like that just because he wanted to cover up his bad temper. In the end, it was he who made my mother die.

I will never forgive them. Not then, not now, not later.

The sound of running feet came closer to the door, bringing me to my senses from that disgusting daydream. I got up and went back to the door.

"Ma--af sir..." The voice sounded trembling.

"Beta Egon said, if Alpha had forbidden him from meeting you. So he can't come here"

BRAAAKKKKK!!!!!!!!

Once again, I kicked the door again in annoyance. The old man wanted to make me die from boredom like that. With a heavy heart, I lay back on the bed and stared blankly at the ceiling of the room.

I'm sorry Bee, I won't be able to meet you as promised, my mind bitterly.

I'm not sure the old man will be back before Friday. A visit to Monath will usually last for days. If my day count is still correct, then he'll be back after Friday, because the day after tomorrow is Friday.

Imagine in my mind how the pouting face of Bee - the perfect pouting face, because his red lips would be even more riveting - when he later found out, I did not keep my promise. Bee hates people who break promises.

He'll get angry and shut me up again this time.

Hhhh.... It would be easier if Bee got angry and nagged at me, but it wouldn't be that easy. When he was angry, not a word came out of his mouth. And this is even more excruciating than his scolding. At least I can hear his voice if he's nagging.

I shuddered as I remembered how Bee had kept me quiet for over 3 weeks because of that shameless snake woman.

My stupidity fails to catch on, if his silence - this is the first time it has happened - it is anger. It made me almost lose Bee. Imagine if I really lost Bee\ alone, enough to make my heart shrivel painfully.

The daydream successfully made me even more frustrated. I need to get out so I can see Bee, or at the very least, I have to send word, I can't see him anytime soon.

He would be very worried, if he had not heard anything from me for days. At least I hope El will give.....

El?....fuck!!!.

My memory of El instantly panicked me. Eldred!!

How's things going? Was he also caught and dragged here? If it were, it would be worse for him. I might just be locked up, but not with El. They won't stop by just locking him up.

Just coming back here was actually enough to torture him. Moreover, coupled with the mistake of being caught after escaping, either additional punishment let alone the one he now received.

It's all my fault, my mind is full of regret.

I should have told him to stay, when he asked to take her, when I ran away from here.

But El is a precious friend to me, and I know what she's been through on this pack. El is indeed not from the*gentry* family in this pack, he is just a regular omega.

But he was smart, and was a tough fighter, making him stand out when he was educated at the academy. That's what got him sent to human school with me first.

But the spiteful brains of these gentry pack children, make his life miserable. Not to mention the chaotic state of his family.

I can understand why he wanted to come with me at that time. But now, I don't think that bully-an would be too bad compared to the punishment he would receive for running away from the pack. .

Escaping the pack is a big mistake, because you mean you have betrayed and disobeyed Alpha's orders. Most pack escapes if not dead, the strata will be lowered to the lowest level of omega.

And El, it's been at low omega levels before. The only punishment left was...

Imagining what happened to El made my head throb again. I hope he escapes, and doesn't get caught.

I am really angry now. Not only had it disrupted my work schedule, the Old Man had also made me miss the opportunity to meet Bee, not to mention my worry for El. He should have just left me alone.

I'll refuse anything he says and he asks me.

I'll show you that dragging me here doesn't mean that whatever he plans will work, because I will prevent him from succeeding with all his might. Whatever the plan is.

*Elder: The highly respected pack elders

*Skunk: A fox-like animal that emits a foul odor as a self-defense

* Gentry: nobleman/person with high standing

*Warrior: werewolf team

*Omega: The lowest strata in the pack