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

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

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

him. Mr. Black’s shiny black shoes clicked on the sterile floors as he wandered off in his flashy

I stammered as I

couldn’t take his knot, and he tried to force it. Harlow bled out,” Mrs. Yates admitted, staring down at her feet. I wish she felt ashamed of herself, of how they kept selling off girls while knowing they’d

deep inside

deep, guttural scream left my lips as I collapsed on the floor. For days, I

my lungs. I killed her; I killed my twin. She died

went black, and I welcomed the darkness. Anything to stop the pain, I

and I tried to sit up, yet the handcuffs on my wrist prevented me from

thousand, we need to

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

to the screen over on the doctor’s desk. As if that would

and that is what she believed I cared for? Tears streamed down my cheeks and I shook

honey, I’m sorry, I’m sorry about Harlow,” she whispered, wiping tears from my

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 packs! Zara always intended to stay, but I knew I could talk her into leaving, yet instead, I did

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

at the ceiling when I felt the jab to my ass that had my gaze pulled away from its standoff with the spider in the corner spinning

my pants

Mr. Black screamed, bursting through the

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