Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Two

It felt surreal-the blood on the sheets, the body-Alexander. I couldn't process any of it.

"No!" I cried.

Foolish, foolish girl.

I held him. “You can't die, please, you can't die. I'm here, look at me, open your eyes, dammit!"

I had never felt this afraid, not even when I received news that my father had passed.

Soon, I heard footsteps approaching-the door was still open. They were coming to find the source of the noise. I hadn't even realized how loudly I had been screaming.

"I didn't mean to... She said she wouldn't kill him."

More people gathered, and soon, our room was crowded, every face frozen in shock.

A hand pressed against my back-Phil. He was saying something, but I couldn't understand him. Austin was there too, along with some of the other advisors.

A woman stepped forward.

to take him,

out a snarl. "Don't touch him... No one touches

have been something in my voice because she stepped back immediately-so

take him." Austin said,

"No!" I growled.

from you, but just they need to see if they

right? He will live

body, I didn't stop them. Pack soldiers led the crowds away, and I

"What happened?" Keith asked.

All of

And they did.

Guilt.

been stronger; I could have fought her compulsion and followed after her, but I didn't because

I was weak. One would think all those years of training would make me smarter. It didn't. Because I fell

Alexander; I wouldn't be able to live with the guilt that

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blood-stained sheets would forever haunt me. I could still perceive his scent, so strong, one would think he was still

please don't leave me." I whispered to the empty room. I had never realized how alone and lonely I was. The few

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