The Outcast Alpha

rence is the colour,' He glowed so brightly and then, he started walking with the others following him as well. Mia wanted to run after them and then

a cracked voice, laughing hysterically and echoed through th

he was going to die. Was this what Fate had in store for her and was this how she was going to die miserably. As she kept whirling and shivering. All of a sudden, she heard the woman sobbing silently talking. The surprisi

this woman

o have a brain where all the chemicals flow properly to their destinations like damn rivers. When I complain about how bored I am without a little love to stay with, someone who takes care of me, I'm almost forty years old. They try to make me feel bad by pointing out that his boredom likely far surpasses mine, considering his confinement to a dark room in an institution. I always beg for them to give him one last chance. Of course, they did at first. John has been back home several times, each shorter in duration than the last. Every time without fail, it all starts again. The neighbourhood cats with gouged out eyes showing up in

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t with both of her hands. She could feel her sorrow, her pain and Mia cried so badly t

rocky and sandy ground, and kept rolling and rolling until she stopped. There were bruises on her face, she tried to get up, but she couldn't g

young man kept saying and little by little, her eyes began to get blurry a

one was telling her a story. She couldn't open her eyes to see who that person

d who was the angel that came to take her soul. What has