Alpha's Possession by Jessica Hall

Chapter 2

 

FOUR DAYS LATER

Harlow

So far, there has been no news or a single word from my sister, and I’m out of descenter and had used the last of my spray last night.

Mrs. Yates was nervous when she picked me up from my room. She hardly spoke to me, and was tense as we walked to the auction house. I did my make-up the same way my sister occasionally did hers.

“You never know; your test scores could be as high as your sisters’,” she chimed happily as we reached the doors leading in.

‘Oh, they will be high, alright, because I am the sister.’ I thought dryly.

“Have you heard anything from Harlow?” I asked, curiosity lacing my voice.

Mrs. Yates became even more nervous, but she remained silent and gave a swift shake of her head.

After they ran their tests and took blood, I waited in the same foyer of the auction house. Sat in the same hard blue chairs, only this time Zara wasn’t with me holding my hand, this time I was completely alone.

Yet when Mrs. Yates came in, overly excited and bubbly, confusion crossed my features surely I didn’t test even higher. I tried to be upbeat as I knew Zara would be.

“What’s the verdict?” I asked, pretending to be excited.

“Perfect, eighty-seven percent, just like Harlow,” she announced, though I didn’t miss the way her lip quivered at mentioning my name.

tear slid down my cheek, and my heart started pounding against my ribcage. “Mrs. Yates?” I whispered when Mr. Black strolled into

hands; his greedy eyes took in the numbers printed on the pages before a sly smirk spread across his

a row! Oh, those Obsidians will jump on this one too. I’ll launch the auction,” he cheered, and rushed away before any of us

his flashy suit. I bet it was bought for the money they got from the previous action. The money that might

stammered as I stared

bled out,” Mrs. Yates admitted,

and I suddenly couldn’t breathe. Something deep inside me shattered into a million sharp pieces, slicing through me like a razor’s

I collapsed on the floor. For days, I wondered, yet heard nothing. I figured no news was good

the air from my lungs. I killed her; I killed my

pinch in my neck made everything shut off. Everything went black, and I

hospital room. Mrs. Yates hovered over me, and I tried to sit up, yet the handcuffs on my wrist prevented

thousand, we need to celebrate,”

side, and instinctively I looked for Zara before it dawned on me with ice-cold tendrils piercing my soul

did. See?” She pointed to

is dead, and that is what

I’m sorry about Harlow,”

even eighteen yet; we still had two weeks. I bloomed bloody early while still under the facility’s care. Two more weeks, and we could’ve signed ourselves out and paid off the debt and found our own

wracked my body, and days slipped by. Mr. Black kept me sedated and

jab to my ass that had my gaze pulled away from its standoff with the spider in

doctor pull my pants over my hip when the door burst

Zara!” Mr.

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