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I sneaked out of the hospital when Isaac was away, not wanting him to follow me. I had seen that Stiles would live, that was all I had been staying there for. Now I could get along with what I needed to do.

I suspected that my old pack would probably be set up out in the forest somewhere. Scott, the twins and Alison were out trying to find them and planning. When they had what they wanted, I hoped the unwelcome wolves would just leave.

Whilst I had lived and traveled with them, I knew the pack's general campsites. Usually they set up somewhere high, where they would be able to easily see around them for any oncoming attacks. Unsurprisingly, it took me very little time to locate them.

There was a small rock-face in a section of the forest and a scout was sat at the top so as to watch the surroundings. He spotted me before I spotted him. It was his shout that alerted me.

"I win our bet, Jack!" he yelled down to the people below him. "She's here and it looks like she's alone!"

There was a chorus of laughter from where the rest of them were probably sitting around a campfire. I could smell the smoke from this distance.

There was a rustle from the bushes to my left and my head snapped to see what it was. Cane emerged, looking very pleased with himself.

"Welcome back, Omega," he told me. "I believe Rowley wants to see you. You'd better be ready for a hell of a lot of pain."

I swallowed and looked down at the ground before continuing to walk towards the camp. Cane walked just behind me, a hand on my back to make sure I didn't make a run for it.

The camp was made up of a few tents with various werewolves sitting around. Most were crowded around the fire, like I had suspected, and others sat outside of their tents.

Rowley stood near the people at the campfire, his eyes locked on me as I came into view. Though quite a lean man, Rowley was a man with a very powerful aura floating around him. His mere presence was enough to make people, including me, tremble. His black hair was shaggy and long, covering his ears and forehead. His eyes were bright green, looking fierce in the glow of the flames.

Cane walked me all of the way over to him until I stood about a metre, probably less, from the intimidating alpha. I avoided looking directly at his face.

"So you have finally returned to us," he said, his hands clenched into fists by his sides. "Why?"

I swallowed, feeling as though I had something stuck in my throat. "I just don't want anyone else to get hurt," I croaked.

"You made an honorable decision, omega, but you know you can't go unpunished."

I nodded slowly. A soft cry emitted from my lips as I was lifted off my feet by my throat, legs dangling a few inches above the ground. Then I was suddenly flying backwards, the wind knocked out of me as my back connected with a tree, hard.

"Have your way," Rowley told the rest of the pack and I watched as he turned and walked into his tent.

The other pack members gave happy crows as they stood and made their way towards me, evil smirks covering their lips. I curled into a ball, just as the first blow was given. The foot collided with my shoulder sharply but I held in my whimpers. Many of them punched, strangled and kicked me until I was hurting everywhere.

When they were finally done with me, I was barely conscious. I was sure I had a couple of cracked ribs and a broken leg, blood dripped from my nose. Overall, I knew I looked a state.

The sound of a scuffle was what brought me back into reality. There were grunts and yells from around me, the sound of growling and punching.

Then there was a man hovering over me, a familiar voice ringing through my ears.

"Becca?" he asked. "Becca, can you hear me?" His voice was urgent, angry.

But it couldn't be, that was impossible. He had left, hadn't he? I felt myself being pulled off the ground as I slipped out of consciousness again. Surely this part had all been a dream. When I woke I would be still lying on the forest floor, aching and in a lot of pain.