My Runaway Mate

Bailey POV Dread. That's what I'm feeling, dread. I'm dreading what Alpha Grayson had planned tonight. He made a big announcement at breakfast this morning stating that this is a mandatory event. Skipping wasn't an option. Alpha Grayson is not one you want to cross. I mean,he's not the toughest or the strongest Alpha there is, but I'm pretty sure he is the meanest. Alpha runs or pack very differently than other alphas. For one, Alpha Grayson doesn't believe in the mate bond, therefore, no one else in this pack is allowed to. Grayson believes that fated mates are a weakness. That's why if we are to ever meet our mates we are to reject them right away. If we don't, Alpha Grayson with kill both of you. I've seen him do it a couple of years ago. One of the omega males met his mate within our pack. Grayson demanded they reject each other or else. When they both refused, Grayson had them slaughtered. It was barbaric. You may wonder why am I still here? Why am I still a part of this pack? Well two reasons..one, it's better than being a rouge. Even if you ask another pack to accept you, there is no guarantee they will. The other reason is, well...if Grayson finds out you left, he sends his trackers it for you. Like I said.. the meanest alpha. I'm Bailey Walker. I have lived at Red River my whole life. My parents were both betas when Grayson's parents were the Alpha and Luna. I feel bad for Grayson sometimes. He had to take over the pack at such a young age due to both his parents being killed in a rouge attack. My parents were killed too, but at least I still have my twin brother Ben. He is the current beta of the pack, but he's not friends with Grayson. Nobody is. He does his duty as beta, mostly out of respect for our parents, but otherwise keeps to himself. Most of the pack respect Ben. He's a good beta. I feel bad for Grayson sometimes. Sure, he's the alpha, but he doesn't really have any anyone around him. He has his occasional flings with she wolfs, all of who are hoping to become Luna, and he has his trackers..but no real friends. I don't even think Grayson knows how to be a friend. He never asks for anything, just demands. Anyways, when Alpha gives an order..it's best to follow it. Still, I can't help but wonder what this event is for. It's all very last minute. So last minute in fact that our pack cook, Mrs. Betty, didn't even have a menu prepared. Whenever Alpha made quick decisions, the consequences of those decisions always come back to bite us. Always. "Hello deary" Mrs Betty greeted me as i was walking in from work. "Hi Mrs.Betty. how are you?" "Oh can't complain. how was your day?" "Fine" was all I replied to her. Since my parents death, Mrs.Betty had been like a mother to me. She was one of the few people in this pack who genuinely cared. "So what do you think this event is tonight?" I asked her. Surely she would know something since she has to cook for it. "Alls I know is the Alpha from Summit moon pack is coming and all must be in attendance. Though since you asked me, I think it will have something to do with an alliance" Mrs Betty whispered that last part. "Summit moon?? They are more barbaric than Grayson!" i exclaimed. "Bite you tounge missy! If you are overheard talking out of turn, it'll be of to the stalls for you" she warned. She was right. That was the punishment around here. The stalls were where we are dragged to. We are chained and given lashings until we either submit or until Grayson's had his fill. He always watches too. "I didn't mean anything by it. I was just saying" I said, more for her comfort as i saw how upset she got. " Well..say it in your head next time" "yes ma'am". "Anyways, you best be getting ready for this evening. Don't want you late" And with that, I turned on my heels too run upstairs to my room. I only hope that if there's going to be an alliance with summit moon, it's not going to cost us much. I've got a bad feeling about this.