Alpha's Wicked Eve

Octob

n only hold my breath for so long. I can hear the thumping of the war

I ca

I almost cry out in relief. My knees move

most t

more i

ch out to gras

ar, two hundred warriors didn't

curtains, blasting my eyelids with heat. Groaning softly, I drag myself into the real world, listening to the chirping

ime to

e my dream are any better than my reality though, but at least they don't leave me with scars. My

un

he kitchen floor, with wid

ips. She is taller than me by a few inches, so I step back a bit and lower my

t she was going to be Alpha Xavier's mate, and no one dared to question her, as her older brother i

ty, even though I was hardly even listening. I stare at her beautiful black boots m

s per

at all the guys are crazy for. Mine is a dyed a dirty blonde that my siblings force me

ing even a few feet next to me, is

pain shoots through my body and I realize he

instinct I close my eyes, unwilling to make eye contact with her. Th

onths I still sm

rom experience that crying never makes anything better. While some torturers like to see their victims i

h are grinding and the veins in my neck pop o

nter beside me hard, so I don't scream out. I can feel her hand shaking with the force she's squeezing me with

ents. Thalia watches me rush around for a few more seconds before she walking away with an expression of glee. They never let me use pancake mix, claiming it's a lazy way of doing things.

y has Thalia given me so much time to prepare for breakfast? Usually, she tells me what is requested a coup

t serves as a door and leads to the dining room, so watching them run around as I mix the batter is quite entertaining. Curiosity burns through me though, and I take the opportunity to satisfy it

behind her to make sure no one is here to notice her talking to me, and I take the o

e expects it to click, but I nod my head slowly, still not understanding why she is excited for a normal day. "You still don't

ill not understanding the

nds his mate!" She sque

and my eyes widen in realization. Today is the first of October. The day A

tatic because it means you find your mate, but...I know I can never have a mate, and even if I do, he'll reject me.

es at me. At first, I think she is going to laugh at

?" She asked me qui

e heat. I slip a bit of margarine on each of them, watching them sizzle. "It's no biggie." I start frying the pancakes quickly, t

econd. "Uh..." Everyone has forgotten my name. It has been so long since I've heard that se

not willing to break the rare,

he hot, happy tears that were streaming down my face. I forget for just a fraction o

. I notice people slowly trickling into the dining room, ready for breakfast and thankfully breakfast is already served.

uined t

e looks everyone gives her, I'm the only on that thinks so. I glance at her and notice she is wearing a beautiful baby blue dress that stopps just above h

n, she is

of my name snaps me out of my daze as mur

starts

f her friends will find a way to punish me. For sleeping, for hav

for just b

nd. Preparing my body and mind for the punishment is essent

on't come

the kitchen, her heels clanking against the tiled floor. She stops in front

t i

e hot pan. I don't dare beg. I tell myself to pretend like it's normal food and move to grab scoop up the Before I can make the move, Thalia makes it for me. She g

ears that I had willed not to fall stream down my face, especially when I

d short brown hair, while I had long black hair that was dyed dirty blonde.

like

from them. My siblings made eye contact with me for a brief second and p

laughed ev

or her and left their dirty dishes for me to do. When they all left, I shakily got up, nauseous. I hated the f

as it came, when the most amazing scent filled my nostrils. It was so powerful I wanted

w

eard her in about four yea

MOTE

at was a mote? And why w

ining room and the scent got stro

MOTE

had to. Immediately I did, I wa

tered, sending chills r

n front of me, wa

idn't lo