A Gamma's Revenge by Ylyanah

Chapter 311 Midnight Attack

Giselle’s p.o.v.

I am not sure how long I have been asleep, but something wakes me in the middle of the night and for a moment I am disoriented,

The memories of the past day come back to me and I sigh in relief when I remember that I am at the Palace. I probably heard one of the Warriors walking around and I turn on my left side to go back to sleep. but another sound keeps me from getting comfortable

I left

the door ajar, because these rooms are soundproof and I wanted to be able to hear what might happen outside my room.

I

Something tells me to move to the edge of my bed and have been in sync with my gut feeling for so long. that I move without thinking about it. If I were to slide out of bed now, no one would be able to see me.

I keep listening for another sound, but it is deadly quiet out there and my eyes slowly close on their own accord.

Panic surges trough me, the moment I feel a hand cover my mouth and I swing my right fist up to connect between someone’s legs. I can hear a muffled growl and I know I hit my target, but the hand isn’t moving from my mouth.

I feel a hand grab my hair and I release a muffled scream at the pain. I have no other choice but to get up of the bed and I get pulled against a hard chest, whoever is holding me is a lot taller than I am.

hair loosens the moment I connect with his groin again. I am not going down without a fight and I know that I need

outside the room that I can use to sound some type of alarm.

table next to the door. The vase with flowers crashes to the floor and I hope it is enough to alert August and

you.” I hear the familiar voice of Beta Igor say next

car.

and that is through the front door. He could have taken out the guards on the ground floor and on the Gamma floor, but he wouldn’t know that there are

towards the front door, keeping me out of range of anything else I

release me, I think that the time I stopped Alpha Alexander’s Warriors was a fluke.

is still open and I start to wonder if the trashing

mo sad. Tana fuer chinnar ma mir of

1/2

ready to attack. If

her neck.” Igor growls next to my car and we can hear

not sure what

fighting me, Bitch.” He says and it only fuels me on, swinging

hand and a scream of pain tries to

but nothing seems to bother him