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Audra
The door of my house was knocked on. Before I exited my upstairs room, I knew who it was. My cells tingled in subjugation as the Alpha's scent filled my senses. I rolled out of bed and turned to gaze around my room one last time.
All that remained of the timber chamber was a crisp white sheet folded neatly on the made-up bed. My clothing was gutted out of the drawers that formerly held them. My pallid hand stretched down to grab a strap of the bag that lay next to the door.
The backpack was a deep green hue, and it was completely loaded with all of my necessities and clothing. It has numerous exterior pockets that were secured in place by leather buckles.
I put the rucksack down and shrugged. I sighed to myself as I exited the room and opened the door. It took a lot longer than I had anticipated to shut that door.
After shutting the door, I made my way to the wooden staircase. I turned to face my closed wood door as I down the first step. It seemed like a lifetime away, even though I was just a few feet away.
I ripped my gaze from the door and began descending the stairs once more. After reaching the bottom, I passed by my kitchen and living room. The scent of the Alpha intensified as I focused on the front door.
My palms shook with anticipation at the smell. Using trembling hands, I ran my fingers through my thick black hair, stopping mid-torso. I merely gripped the straps of my backpack because trying to stop my hand from shaking would not help. I might as well give my hands something else to do if I couldn't stop shaking.
I stood in front of my door, about a toe's distance from the wood trim. The Alpha was tapping his foot over there, and I could hear it. Taking one last look at my empty house, I inhaled deeply. With a breath out, I reached down and turned the doorknob.
I stepped back and opened the door. "I apologize for the wait," I said, looking down at the floor.
"Don't worry I don't mind the wait." Though I didn't know the Alpha at all, I was unaware that he was a liar. I had only met him four times before this.
To show me this house, which I have lived alone in since I was six years old. It was twelve years ago. Secondly, to see how I'm doing after two weeks. A few weeks ago, third, to talk about whether I wanted to go. Fourth, right now.
His feet were kicking about on the porch, I noted. He was likely concerned that he would be struck by the curse. I moved my eyesight down to my toes because I didn't want to take a chance. Maybe it would.
I merely knew that when this curse awakened, it would bring with it a ton of bad luck, but I had no idea what the curse was. I pray nobody was killed by it. I'm not sure how I would handle myself in such a situation.
"I assume by the backpack, you choose to leave?" I felt his gaze glancing up at the top of my head.
"I don't want to bring my pack into this," I nod. The words came out much weaker than I had intended. I avoid social interaction. I talk to myself a lot these days, having spoken to the Alpha four times and my instructor when I was younger than six. I've read novels about individuals conversing, but I find that conversations like this one are difficult.
He began, "Thank you for your sacrifice," with sympathy in his tone. Judging by his grey hair, he must be a parent, but it's unlikely that he would dare allow Mate or his children to come anywhere close to me. "I apologize for requiring us to take these actions with you. How solitary it must have been."