My fingers trembled, the small bottle slipping from my grasp.
I couldn't do it.
I couldn't.

Tears slipped down my cheeks, silent and unseen.

The bottle hit the floor with a clatter, pills scattering across the floor.

My legs buckled beneath me, the pressure was to great, I fell to the floor.

I couldn't do it, I couldn't do it anymore.

This life was too much.

***

"Amora." A voice called, closing the door behind them.

I clenched my fists, they lied. Daniel was a good man. They just didn't see it.
They didn't see that everything he did he did for a reason, that everything he had done was all for me.

I gripped the silk bed sheets tighter in my balled fists. I had been sat on my bed for hours, just thinking. I missed Daniel.

"Amora, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to snap at you like that." Jack said softly, moving to sit on the bed beside me. I did not turn to face him. "It's just you need to stay here for a while."

"Why?" My voice broke, and I sounded like a child in a rage. "Why can't I just go home?"

"Because..." He paused for a moment, debating on what to say. "I can't give you any answers right now, and trust me I know you are feeling confused but everything will be explained when the time is right. You just have to trust us, you'll be happier here."

I nodded sadly. How could I be happy without Daniel?

What if he was happier without me?
No.
He needed me just as much as I needed him.

Daniel was a cliff, and I willingly threw myself over the edge over and over again.
Not hesitating to think about the damage it was going to us both.

"Amora?" Jack called, snapping me out of my daze. "Did you hear me?"

"Yes." I mumbled. The room felt small and suffocating, even though it was neither. I just wanted to get out of there, to stretch my legs and explore.

"I need to go do something." I grumbled, pushing past the old man until I was alone and in a large hallway.

Mahogany doors lined the walls, each with a gold handle glistening under the ceiling light, just begging to be opened.

My hands hovered above a handle, I listened for any sounds beyond the door. Nothing.
Hesitantly I pushed the door open, closing it softly behind me.

The room was large and empty. Much like my own, except personal touches accented the room. A crimson scarf hung from the bed post, and several other items of clothing littered the room. But what really caught my eye was the small silver necklace laying on the table.

It looked familiar.
I knew this necklace.

This was my mother's.
The small silver angel wings symbolising the day her mother gained her wings and went to heaven.
It had belonged to her before her untimely passing.
I remembered the day it went missing.

Except it didn't go missing.
My father stole it, and sold it to pay for his alcohol addiction.

I remember my mother crying on an empty bed, that necklace was precious to her.

She cried for days when it disappeared.
Of course she knew what my father had done, but neither of us dared to utter a word against him for fear of the consequences.

My hand hovered above the glinting silver.
Should I take it.
This was mine. Rightfully.
I snatched it up and slipped it into my bra, I would not allow it to be taken from me.

I turned to leave right as the door opened and a slender woman slunk into the room.

"Umm...hello." I squeaked, my voice suddenly leaving me.

She looked shocked, angry...confused.
"What the fuck are doing in here?" She growled, advancing forward to grab my wrist, her sharp nails digging painfully into my skin. "Are you stealing?"

"N-no!" I gasped, my heart skipped a beat.

She knew. She knew. She knew.

"You're lying. I can smell your fear little girl." She snarled, pushing her face close to mine. Fear grasped at my heart, for I did not know what this girl could or would do to me. I was new in this place. They they ran things differently to the outside world.

"Let me go!" I screeched, trying to pry myself from her vice like grasp, but her nails simply dig deeper into me, crimson tears crawling from my wrist. "Your hurting me!"

""You're coming with me." She snapped, dragging me out of her room and down the hall. I cried in pain when her nails dug even deeper. Doors began to open and people began to leave their rooms, coming to watch the source of all the commotion.

"Help!" I said, desperately looking into the faces of the people, but they all turned a blind eye. No one would question the woman's authority.

"Where are you taking me!" I sobbed, my feet stumbling and tripping beneath me.

"To the Alpha." She growled, "And he can decide what to do with you."

What was an Alpha? Was he the one in charge of running the place?
If he was, hopefully he would kick me out of this dreadful place, so I could go back to Daniel. He could protect me.

Daniel was probably looking for me at this very moment, my heart ached for his warmth, my fingers begging to feel his touch.

"Stop crying!" The girl snapped, baring her teeth at me in an almost animalistic way, her grip tightening, only making the tears fall faster and heavier.

I hadn't realised we had stopped until I saw the giant doors. The scent of pine hung heavy in the air, making my turn weak. I was going to fall. I couldn't keep going.

She banged her first against the door, and a deep booming snarl resonated from inside the room,
"Come in."

She pushed the great door open, the scent of the forest grew stronger, almost suffocating. Though it was almost as though I wanted to suffocate in the vaguely familiar scent. It was intoxicating.

My body seemed to freeze, my legs being uncooperative. I couldn't go in. Whoever was in there was bad. The Alpha would hurt me.

"Get in here." The girl growled, forcing me in. The door closing behind us, my only escape disappearing.

I felt his gaze burn into my skin. But I couldn't look at him. I couldn't face him. My heart hindered within my chest, beating faster and faster with every passing moment.

I heard a chair fall to the floor as he stood up abruptly. "What is the meaning of this?" He growled. I peeled my eyes open and forced myself to look at the man.

Oh...shit.

Greyson.

Fuck.

Something hummed deep within me, and my already weak legs felt as though they were going to buckle beneath me. His looked furious.

His vivid blue eyes swirled with something dark. What the fuck? That wasn't normal?

Something was going on here. My mind flashed to Jacks words... "I can't give you any answers right now, and trust me I know you are feeling confused but everything will be explained when the time is right. You just have to trust us, you'll be happier here."
Was this what all of that meant?

I felt his stare burn harder into my skin as another tear crawled down my cheek. The girl had released her death grip on my wrist. So I was left cradling my bloody arm by myself.

"I found her in my room, Stealing." The woman spat with an unsavoury amount of disgust.

He turned to me, his face austere but his body was tense. He clenched his jaw, his eyes urning darker and darker by the minute.

"Did you steal from her?" He rumbled.

My palms were sweaty, worry clenching at my heart. What would he do if he found out? Would it be best to lie? By what if he knew I was lying? What would he do?

My voice spoke out before my mind could even comprehend what I was saying.

"No."

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Long ass chapter to make up for the fact that I haven't updated in ages and it's basically christmas🎅🏻🙋🏻‍♀️
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